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DOEXL, a Paris-Berlin-based artist, delves into the realms of music production and visual artistry, venturing across the murky terrain of dark wave, EBM, and industrial rhythms. With a penchant for self-released works, she masterminds her creative endeavours from the confines of her own musicand post-production sanctuary, VOAXS.
Her sophomore effort, the Corpus EP, is an offering that resonates with its resonant basslines, metallic percussion, and haunting organ synths. Noteworthy singles like Beast, Vox, and Prey find their place within this sonic cosmos.
Guided by a fascination with mythological themes and the enigmatic facets of the human experience, DOEXL’s creative compass steers her towards a captivating intersection of art and technology. Her unique perspective on obscure strains of music and the visual aesthetics she conjures are nothing short of intriguing.
Kicking off her musical soirée with the lurching, ominous track Beast, DOEXL’s spoken word takes a diabolical twist, swathed in demonic distortion. It’s as if she’s inviting us to a soirée in Hades itself. The ensuing Æther serves as a kind of chanting incantation, infused with industrial undertones that beckon the dancefloor enthusiasts to partake in a fervent ritual. EBM elements thrust the intensity to a fevered pitch, ensuring that feet tap and bodies sway.
In this dark and twisted sonic carnival, we encounter Saint, an atonal tribal chant set against a howling siren backbeat. It’s an auditory experience that feels as though it has surfaced from the deepest, most primitive recesses of human consciousness. Vox, another garbled stomper, evokes a Hammer horror flair, conjuring images of gothic horrors lurking in the shadows.
As this aural adventure hurtles toward its conclusion, we find ourselves amidst the madness of Prey, where goblin-like vocals seem to emerge from the bowels of Hell itself. It’s a fittingly bonkers finale to an album that revels in the macabre and the unsettling. DOEXL’s musical journey is a dark and twisted ride, and she invites us to strap in and embrace the madness.
Listen to the Corpus EP below, and order here.
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