A remarkable EP from a producer who refused to give up on her music or herself.
Sydney producer delexié has been through hell and back.
Her debut release, the three-track Send Me Your Pictures EP, captures every bruise and victory along the way.
This is not background noise. This is music with a pulse, a history, and a heartbeat.
delexié knows the Sydney scene intimately. She was there before, carving out a name as a technical DJ with residencies at Plastic and a prime slot opening for 2ManyDJs at Home nightclub.
But she walked away in 2008 to build a family and a career. The music stayed buried until 2017, when the silence became unbearable. She started buying records again, burning CDs from OfficeWorks, slowly piecing her identity back together.
Then 2019 arrived and everything shattered.
Coming out as transgender, losing her wife, navigating a pandemic, and surviving two suicide attempts would have broken most people. delexié kept moving.
She started producing in April 2024, signed her first EP a year later, and now finds herself with a release that demands attention. Her story is written into every bar of this record.
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The title track, ‘Send Me Your Pictures’, builds like a slow rising tide. Synths stack with precision, percussion locks into a hypnotic groove, and when the breakdown hits, a melody emerges that feels both melancholic and hopeful.
The second half twists the bassline into something new, lifting the track into the stratosphere. This is progressive house at its most cinematic.
Then there are the breakbeat cuts. ‘Chase the Dream’ charges forward with relentless energy, a vocal loop pulsing underneath before the full vocal breaks through with a bright, infectious melody.
It is the sound of someone running toward something they have always wanted.
‘Space Funk’ moves at a slower tempo but hits just as hard. A colossal bassline anchors the track while arpeggios spiral overhead.
Vocal samples trade off like a conversation, playful and precise, before a simple but rich melody takes control in the breakdown. Every element locks together like a perfectly tuned machine.
Most of it was written lying in bed, late at night, with one hand on a laptop. delexié spent months recovering from gender affirming surgery in Thailand, forced to dilate for three hours a day.
That was her production time. Headphones on, one hand free, making music while her body healed. It is hard to imagine a more difficult environment for creativity, yet the results are polished, confident, and alive.
delexié is a 48 year old trans woman with three kids, living in the suburbs, writing music that Sydney does not always care to hear. She knows the odds. She keeps going anyway.
