Inji came to the US from Istanbul a few years ago “to become a banker.” Fate had other plans… Instead, Inji became an electro singer and producer, and interest rates have been climbing ever since.
Tall and slender, this young woman is, for me, one of the pleasant surprises of Osheaga 2025, a massive dose of vitamins and other substances that aren’t exactly vitamins.
She’s like an Energizer bunny that’s just been fitted with brand new batteries. Hopping, jumping, stretching, prancing, striking cheeky poses, swaying her hips, haranguing the crowd, and more… She’s unstoppable! Only the timed end of this hellish performance could stop this singer, songwriter, composer, and electronic music producer.
Dance-worthy synthetic bass lines à la Disclosure, house/bass music/disco keyboard motifs galore, drums and beatboxing on point.
You’d have to be extremely uptight to remain motionless in front of such a fuel injection. Very high octane rating!
Inji’s concept is great: the tempos are fast or very fast, the keyboard riffs and digital gadgets are rigorously designed, a flesh-and-blood drummer has been recruited to beef up each beat in the program, while his employer hovers over the stage and keeps throwing hooks at us.
She sings, she recites, she raps, and her phrasing is invariably flawless. Usually at the mic without instruments, Inji sings and dances around to our great delight. She sometimes returns to her machines without demobilizing anyone. Long hair, almost perfect height, white seven-league boots, minimalist clothing, ideal for the 400-meter hurdles.
In short? Firecracker? Nay. Bombshell!
Photo : Emmanuel Novak-Bélanger
