Elana - here I am

I actually wanted to stay invisible. But now I’m here. This site is a space for encounters, exchange, detours, and new beginnings. Nothing is polished here. Everything is allowed to exist: curiosity, courage, strength, doubt, melancholy, light, and shadow. I created this space because I’m done hiding my music and my art. I believe that sound can connect people, leave a mark, and open doors. I’m looking for real exchange, where everyone has room to share what they carry. Maybe you’ll recognize something of yourself in a sound. Maybe you’ll find something you’ve been looking for.

Maybe you'll find something here that you've been looking for.

Sound - My Tracks

I’ve been close to music for as long as I can remember. It was always there. As a child and later as a teenager, music helped me release what I couldn’t say out loud. It became the only language that stayed when everything else started to fall apart.

I’ve been singing since I was a kid and I’ve performed on stage. Over the years I lost that voice somewhere between decisions, expectations, and daily life. Those things promised safety, but I couldn’t silence the music. At some point your own sounds come back. They return in different shapes, sometimes soft, sometimes loud, sometimes tender or raw, and they insist on having space.

Change and companions

Then came a day that turned my life upside down. Everything changed. I had to relearn basic things, getting up, walking, and finding a way forward in a life that didn’t feel like mine anymore. It took years, with hospitals, rebuilding, and detours. Every step felt uncertain, but I kept going.

One of those steps was starting piano lessons at twenty-eight to finally give a childhood wish a real chance. At first it was careful and almost shy, like meeting an old love in secret. I spent countless hours practicing, learning classical pieces, working through different styles, and improvising. At the same time I kept searching for something of my own, chords and rhythms that open something in me and feel like home.

I also felt the need to sing again, so I started taking vocal lessons. At the beginning it was curiosity and longing. I wanted to reconnect with my voice without pressure and without expectations. Singing became part of how I heal and how I take space. I want to find my own sound and allow it to be heard.

In early 2024 I took it one step further and started producing my own music. I had no formal training, no guidance, and no outside support, only curiosity and the need to try. I wanted to know what happens when I let go of rules, expectations, and other people’s frameworks. I slowly stepped away from the structures I’d relied on, classical piano lessons, jazz lessons, and playing other people’s work, because I wanted to hear what’s actually mine.

After about a year and a half I had ten finished tracks, plus sketches, ideas, fragments, and a lot of new experience. My tracks aren’t perfect. Each one is its own place, its own mood, its own chapter. My music is driven by atmosphere, movement, and the unexpected. Every track is an experiment and a way of finding myself again.

I’m always listening for new sounds, from everyday noise, from travel, from nature, from cities, and from instruments I pick up or return to. Every instrument, every chord, and every sound carries its own story and its own voice. That’s what shapes my sound. I stay open and I don’t lock myself into one thing. This space will keep growing with new tracks, ideas, and moments over time. Feel free to come along and stay as long as it feels right.

The phoenix on my back is a reminder of what shaped me. It’s not about victory. It’s about change.
It’s the right to grow new wings out of darkness, damage, and second tries.
I’m not willing to bury what matters most to me ever again, no matter how many times I have to start over.