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An underground electronic rock artist.
Raw cuts. Fast breaks. Feedback screaming from the amp. Drum machines, bass riffs with heavy chorus, dissonant synths, and somber chord progressions. Flaming poetry reminiscent of the Beat Generation. The sound of Inkwells has a name: warehouse rock. The Paris-based formation channels the raw energy of rock into pulsating, atmospheric electronic compositions. Their rhythmic foundation draws from old-school jungle breaks, modular drum machine patterns, and muffled percussive textures sampled from obscure records of musique concrète and 1960s psychedelic rock. The rest emerges from late-night improvisations — automatic lyric writing by M. Woodcock, preaching subconsciously into the microphone; noise-rock textures and saturated riffs by N. J. Darrow, bent and fractured into rhythm with deliberate erraticism; and dark pads and siren calls from classically trained pianist L. Krainik-Saul, painting a cinematic unease. Each track bears the mark of prolonged experimentation. Each sound is rough, unique, irreproducible.
Inkwells plays electronic rock, blending raw rock energy with pulsating electronic compositions, drawing from old-school jungle breaks and noise-rock.
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The group consists of M. Woodcock, N. J. Darrow, and L. Krainik-Saul.
Inkwells is a Paris-based formation.