Brostep is one of the most offensive things to happen to music in recent memory, second only to Trumps political career. It’s so offensive it’s a Cards Against Humanity expansion pack.
It is hard to think of a statement or policy position that can be more offensive than Brostep. If you’ve ever held the view that black people were better off as slaves, or that women should earn less than men because they’re weaker and less intelligent, or that sex with children is okay as long as the child consents, then your views are hot garbage — Brostep may be right for you. You are almost as offensive as the music.
It’s terrifying how much Brostep resembles a plague. For one, it is inherently parasitical. It has no native essence by itself. Much like a virus, which cannot survive on its own and must propagate by taking over living cells and rewrite their DNA to produce more viruses, Brostep is a fiercely aggressive sound assault that thrives on invading existing music and implant itself as the song’s hook (or in Brostep terminology “the drop”), which comes out sounding like the audio equivalent of a cancerous growth.

Brostep is a herpes sore on the upper lip of electronic music. It is loud, crude, violent, misogynistic, moloko plus-fueled, underage gang rape music. It is self-entitled, come-at-me-bro, white nationalist, jersey shore douchebag elbowing you in the face music. It is homophobic, transphobic, chauvinistic, baseball hat wearing, alt-right MRA calling you a cuck on Twitter music.
Brostep is not even technically music. It is a music technique, a short-snippet audio aesthetic that is barely enough to constitute a genuine genre.
Everything about Brostep is a god damn lie.
The bass has been marginalized because most people can’t hear it through their pitiful systems. The midranges have been turned up to headache-inducing levels to compensate.
It even smells like Axe body spray for fuck’s sakes.
Brostep cannot create, it can only corrupt. Every other form of appalling music is at least redeemable by laying it out in a different arrangement or style. You cannot do this with Brostep. There is nothing you can add to it or change to make Brostep better. If you attach violin to Brostep, it just makes violin worse.
Brostep is the singularity of the UK Garage black hole — a void of utter nothingness where no music can escape, not even light jazz. Beyond this point there is only crushing oblivion.
If you got into Brostep back in the Skrillex “era” and you’re still — or again —listening to Brostep today, seriously what’s wrong with you? Delete your account(s). The only useful thing you’ll contribute to humanity is your body when you die, recycled into fuel for the living. You might as well have a bar-code stamped on your forehead you worthless serf.