
Alexia Kala
Berlin
Alexia weaves sound from silence, letting the voice arise before meaning, before thought.
Her music isn’t made, it’s received. It moves like breath, like memory, carrying echoes of forgotten…


Alexia weaves sound from silence, letting the voice arise before meaning, before thought.
Her music isn’t made, it’s received. It moves like breath, like memory, carrying echoes of forgotten…