Dabin isn’t here to one-up himself—he already did that three albums ago. With Aura Park, he’s just having fun breaking his own formula. The record is 13 tracks deep, stacked with names you’d expect (Skylar Grey, Said The Sky, Grabbitz) and a few you might not—but somehow it all clicks. Every song sounds like it was made to be played way too loud at 2AM with someone you’re not texting back.
It’s melodic bass, sure—but it also dips into alt-pop, indie, and whatever genre fits “emotional banger with guitar solos.” Dabin’s production doesn’t scream “look at me”—it moves like someone who knows how to flex quietly. He’s not trying to reinvent electronic music. He’s just making stuff that slaps and hurts a little at the same time.
Also, he casually launched a live band, sold out his own festival, and made this whole album sound like it belongs in both a rave tent and a therapy playlist. So yeah—Aura Park kinda rules.
