Wings of Sound: A Sonic Soar into Identity and Innovation

July 28, 2025

Wings of Sound: A Sonic Soar into Identity and Innovation

Riding the gusts of bold determination, "Wings" by Maharani and produced by Itsyaboikay soars into the world like a phoenix emerging in full plumage. Released on October 27th, 2024, this four-track EP is is a metamorphosis. Blending the pounding heartbeats of reggaeton, the sheen of dance-pop, and the slow-burning glow of trap soul, all interspersed with a noticeably Indian thread, "Wings" is a flight into uncharted realms. Each note, each beat, a feather with purpose written on it—pressuring the listener to leap, to risk, to fly.

The title track, "Wings", explodes into flight with dazzling confidence. Tamil reggaeton is an odd combination, but in this case, it is the sole natural option—Carnatic swaras frolic over syncopated beats like sunlight through leaves. With words that make you believe your heart like a bird believes the wind, it's a call to action to stop waiting and start living. As a song that's swathed as a mantra, it reminds us: to be still is not in our nature; we were born to fly.

From that upward momentum, "You Make It Alright" tugs at something tender. A Hindi Trap Soul ode to friendship, it conveys the ache of older friendships stretched thin with years. Here, the EP turns introspective, tracing the emotional tension of older relationships with a painful, gentle groove. It's the sound of missed calls and cold quiet, of remembering how laughter once filled every space. Bittersweet but beautiful, it keeps loss in comforting harmony.

And then there's "Eye Candy" with Sauwcy, a cheeky, chest-thumping anthem of self-appreciation. A "brown baddie anthem" if there ever was one, it thumps along with trap soul swagger and dazzling self-confidence. And finally, the EP ends with "Natyam", a soul-deep dedication to roots and survival. With konnakol beats and Bharatanatyam overtones, it's a farewell and a homecoming. Maharani transforms pain into art, transforming a lost dance into an immortal song. "Wings" is not music—it's dance. A powerful, boundary-less assertion that we can all fly.