Let’s get one thing straight: AWEN didn’t ask for your attention; she stole it. One minute she was studying law, the next she was casting spells from the booth, shaking up dancefloors from Berlin to Bali. French-Senegalese, six feet tall, and rocking braids like battle armor, AWEN didn’t just show up to the electronic scene; she walked in like she owned it.
Forget your basic black-tee bro DJs. This is someone who sings her own vocals live over sets that swing between tribal hypnosis and full-blown emotional meltdown. She’s the type of artist that doesn’t fit in a genre. She builds her own altar and makes the scene come to her.
AWEN’s come-up wasn’t about algorithms or TikTok trends. She trained in classical music, lived in Hong Kong, ditched the courtroom, and decided to do something real. And by real, we mean tearing through genres like they’re made of wet tissue.
She started off carving space in the Afro house scene with deep, cinematic vocals that sounded like they were beamed in from another realm. “Your Voice” was the wake-up call, a slow-burning, soul-rattling anthem that got the Adam Port remix treatment and blew the hell up. After that, it was collabs on collabs: Caiiro, Liva K, Floyd Lavine, all laying down fire with her voice anchoring the whole damn vibe.
Fast-forward to now, and she’s pumping out melodic techno that still drips with ancestral heat. Tracks like “The Wave” (with Moullinex, Xinobi, GPU Panic) and “The Veil” (on Cercle Records) feel like midnight séances dressed as dance music.
Oh, and she casually remixed Sia and Labrinth this year. Yes, that Sia. Took a pop track and turned it into a shadow-drenched, 5AM mind melt.
If you’ve never seen AWEN live, fix that. Her sets aren’t “performances.” They’re full-blown rituals. Immersive and unfiltered. She sings over her mixes like she’s casting spells, layering her voice into every drop and break.
The moment she shows up, the crowd stops bullshitting and locks in. No small talk, no scrolling. Just bodies locked to the floor while she tears the room open with her voice.
From raw underground parties to some of the most beautifully absurd stages in the world, AWEN brings that same locked-in energy. At Cercle Festival, she stood barefoot beneath a space shuttle while tribal techno pulsed through the air and heads rolled. At Woomoon Ibiza, she turned a club night into something that felt more like a desert ceremony. She’s played The BPM Festival, ADE, and plenty of open-air raves where you blink, and it’s suddenly sunrise and you’re crying and don’t know why.
AWEN doesn’t care what genre she’s supposed to fit into. She’s not here to keep it safe or stick to the script. She’s blowing up the idea that DJs need to shut up and play the hits. She sings. She feels.
Her music isn’t designed for algorithms. It’s not about clout or fitting the Beatport formula. It’s built for release. For bodies that need to sweat out heartbreak under low ceilings and laser lights.
Want proof? Just listen to “Destination Lost”, her 2024 track with Jan Blomqvist and Rodriguez Jr. It hits like a breakup text at sunrise. Her voice cuts through the track like it’s pissed off and ready to take over.
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And her fans? They’re not showing up for a vibe check. They’re lifers. The kind of people who’ll follow her across time zones, burn half their paycheck on tickets, and lose their minds the second her voice hits.
AWEN is the kind of artist who walks into a scene that’s gotten too comfortable and sets the whole thing ablaze. She’s not here to tick boxes or “add diversity” to your lineup. She’s here to rip techno out of its rinse-and-repeat coma and remind everyone why the hell we showed up in the first place.
Her sound hits different, primal, and future-forward at the same time. Tribal drums. Dusty chants. Melodies that ache. You don’t need to understand the lyrics. You feel them in your bones. Her visuals are witchy. Her sets feel like heartbreak caught in a loop and played at 125 BPM.
And the wild part? She’s just getting started. From underground collabs to pop remixes, she’s done it all without watering anything down. Cercle’s on board. The streams are climbing. The vision is locked in.
The future of techno doesn’t play it safe. It hits harder. It cuts deeper. And right now, AWEN’s holding the torch: mic in hand, eyes closed, pulling us into the fire.
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