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STRIGA
Born in Romania in 1994, STRIGĀ left everything behind at eighteen to move to London, a city of noise, isolation, and reinvention. There she began shaping the project that would later bear her name: a hybrid witch, mixing fragility, emotion and distortion. Her voice, deep, cold, became the core of her identity. Between analog synthesizers and metallic reverbs, STRIGĀ crafts songs that sound like prayers whispered through static. Her music merges European coldwave, industrial electronica, and ritual minimalism, exploring power, control, and the fragile beauty of collapse. STRIGĀ is not a persona, but an exorcism — the sound of a human soul translated into circuitry.
THE ALBUM
Dark Invention is an album about the tension between divinity and decay, where machinery becomes sacred and the human body turns electric. STRIGĀ turns silence into ritual, distortion into confession. Each track exposes a different fracture of that transformation. Shattered Pulse opens the record like a heartbeat resurrected through static, a slow awakening of something once pure. Blood Mirage moves deeper into illusion and obsession, where desire becomes algorithmic. Cut Me Open explores the reconstruction of the self through the language of fabric and stitches — an intimate metaphor for liberation, sewing freedom into the wounds of identity. Iron Skin stands as the core statement of the album, a meditation on strength, violence, and survival within the digital flesh. Silver Dawn offers a rare glimpse of light, a cold serenity that feels almost divine before fading into the title track Dark Invention, where creation and self-destruction finally merge. Blood Moon Manifest closes the circle with an incantatory, almost magical energy, invoking both the feminine and the mechanical divine. The album’s sound is built on contrasts: analog warmth against surgical precision, human imperfection within mechanical perfection. Dark Invention is both invocation and erasure — the beauty of collapse rendered in metal and light.
Born in Romania in 1994, STRIGĀ left everything behind at eighteen to move to London, a city of noise, isolation, and reinvention. There she began shaping the project that would later bear her name: a hybrid witch, mixing fragility, emotion and distortion. Her voice, deep, cold, became the core of her identity. Between analog synthesizers and metallic reverbs, STRIGĀ crafts songs that sound like prayers whispered through static. Her music merges European coldwave, industrial electronica, and ritual minimalism, exploring power, control, and the fragile beauty of collapse. STRIGĀ is not a persona, but an exorcism — the sound of a human soul translated into circuitry.
THE ALBUM
Dark Invention is an album about the tension between divinity and decay, where machinery becomes sacred and the human body turns electric. STRIGĀ turns silence into ritual, distortion into confession. Each track exposes a different fracture of that transformation. Shattered Pulse opens the record like a heartbeat resurrected through static, a slow awakening of something once pure. Blood Mirage moves deeper into illusion and obsession, where desire becomes algorithmic. Cut Me Open explores the reconstruction of the self through the language of fabric and stitches — an intimate metaphor for liberation, sewing freedom into the wounds of identity. Iron Skin stands as the core statement of the album, a meditation on strength, violence, and survival within the digital flesh. Silver Dawn offers a rare glimpse of light, a cold serenity that feels almost divine before fading into the title track Dark Invention, where creation and self-destruction finally merge. Blood Moon Manifest closes the circle with an incantatory, almost magical energy, invoking both the feminine and the mechanical divine. The album’s sound is built on contrasts: analog warmth against surgical precision, human imperfection within mechanical perfection. Dark Invention is both invocation and erasure — the beauty of collapse rendered in metal and light.