This is the soundtrack to a cyberpunk‑noir film that doesn’t exist, but not the whole soundtrack. In a real movie, you’d get the atmospheric pieces that set mood, and then you’d get the hard-hitting cues for the fights, the club scenes, the chases. Haunted Dancehall gives you only the non-action cues.
You’re left in the neon-soaked grime, sitting in rain and sweat, waiting for something to spark movement. The music is interesting, textured, and evocative, but it never delivers the forward momentum techno promises. It’s all atmosphere, no pacing. All background, no scene.
It’s good for what it is: a mood piece, a world-builder. But I wanted more.
Rating: 3/5