Heel Aesthetic—"heel" is a wrestling term for someone deliberately playing a villain character—begins with a spray of angry percussion called "Fuck Off If You Don't Like It." It then goes on a bloody march. You could compare this music to techno, but whatever it is, it's built with materials and textures that have the feel of unpolished chrome. Everything on "Red Aura" scrapes and scuffs, while "Peach" is stacked with bit-crushed sounds. "Lamb," which would be grating if it wasn't so danceable, has white-hot hi-hats and frantic melodies.
Heel Aesthetic is more than an exercise in hostility, so it doesn't tire over its seven tracks. It's not as abrasive as techno from, say, JK Flesh or Tommy Four Seven, and the rhythms are agile. This EP is an example of the seemingly endless well of creativity bubbling up from the post-vaporwave scene.