Soukey
Soon it will be sparkling violently from the ashtray capital of Switzerland, Soukey will release her debut album «Bijoux» into the world. The Bernese has created a treasure that she generously shares with us.
Soukey has been writing her own songs since she was 12, was at the Bounce Cypher for the first time at 16 and then won the «Demo of the Year 2022» at the Demotape Clinic and the «Lyrics & Beats» category with her song «Fuck» at 19.
Her new album is set in a world seen through the eyes of a young, queer BIPoC who has already toured with Lo&Leduc, Artbabe, Stereo Luchs and Z the Freshman. It climbs steeply uphill while remaining real. Danceable goosebump moments and now the first record. Glittering trap beats envelop song after song, each one a little jewel of its own, it shines and steams and glows. Is this still rap or is Soukey already punk? She carefully embeds treasures in glossy paper, tells of everything that love is and could be, of everything that love once was and what it will become. The rapper hurls us through the highs and lows of falling in love. What were once butterflies are now spherical moths in the stomach. All facets of love find their place, take us in, tell us about the cosmos that Soukey plays in, we all find our place in her voice, her beats, in herself, until moths become hypnotising, shimmering sparkling butterflies.
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︎︎︎ Spotify
︎︎︎ Booking
Soukey has been writing her own songs since she was 12, was at the Bounce Cypher for the first time at 16 and then won the «Demo of the Year 2022» at the Demotape Clinic and the «Lyrics & Beats» category with her song «Fuck» at 19.
Her new album is set in a world seen through the eyes of a young, queer BIPoC who has already toured with Lo&Leduc, Artbabe, Stereo Luchs and Z the Freshman. It climbs steeply uphill while remaining real. Danceable goosebump moments and now the first record. Glittering trap beats envelop song after song, each one a little jewel of its own, it shines and steams and glows. Is this still rap or is Soukey already punk? She carefully embeds treasures in glossy paper, tells of everything that love is and could be, of everything that love once was and what it will become. The rapper hurls us through the highs and lows of falling in love. What were once butterflies are now spherical moths in the stomach. All facets of love find their place, take us in, tell us about the cosmos that Soukey plays in, we all find our place in her voice, her beats, in herself, until moths become hypnotising, shimmering sparkling butterflies.
︎︎︎ Instagram
︎︎︎ Spotify
︎︎︎ Booking
