Aïsha Devi ‘Of Matter and Spirit’


Swiss born and half Nepalese, producer, AÏSHA DEVI, takes a spiritual approach to her music. Releasing her Conscious Cunt EP earlier this year in memory of her grandmother, and promoting different perspectives on womanhood, the time has come for her to launch her debut album Of Matter And Spirit.

Entering the world as Kate Wax, Of Matter And Spirit is named after the last book her CERN employed physicist grandfather wrote. It is clear Aïsha Devi embodies a lot of personal inspiration in her music, giving it strength and depth in unusual ways. She is very much a spiritualist and practices yoga, with elements of meditative states shining through in her music.

The title, Of Matter And Spirit, takes on so many meanings with this album. There is a lot of emotion within the music as she dealt with grieving for her late grandmother, and searching for her Nepalese father. To describe it Aïsha Devi says it “is an album about alchemy, about the search for enlightenment, the inner gold… My perspective expanded, realizing how unbalanced our life is between our materialistic slavery and our natural spiritual seeking” With a description like this it can only intrigue music lovers who love something a bit left of electronic centre, and also ignite something in those of us who appreciate some chill out time in meditative thought/meditative dance floor swaying.

Aïsha Devi is both a vocalist and producer. Through meditation she was able to find, what she describes as a microcosm to build each track from. Each song takes you in a new direction with no sparing on intricate layers and details within the tracks.

This is one album that could be described, but part of the magic of it is the way you feel as the sound first hits you, and attempting to recreate the meditative state Aïsha Devi was influenced by.

Of Matter And Spirit is out through Houndstooth October 2.

Words by Madeline Kilby







Over caffeinated weirdo who knows the meaning of eclectic music tastes because of Sister Act II. I’ll accept just about anything, except for that one Snoop Dogg album where track seven gives me a headache.