Eritrean blooded Arig Mohammed Mussa Ferej was born on January 3 rd in the city of Khartoum, Sudan.
Her mother and father Fled the conflict of Eritrea and found shelter in Sudan whilst
conceiving. Returning to Eritrea was not an option so they looked beyond the borders of their
own continent towards the east. In an effort to better their lives Her parents applied for
immigration to Australia. Unfortunately, only her mother was granted the visa and along Arig
was split from her father.
Arig touched down on Australian soil as a wide-eyed 2-year-old with her 17-year-old mother in
the early nineties.
Growing up in a single mother household with no income, in a crowded unit complex she
observed and learnt the unfortunate traps and social shortcomings of such a situation.
Arguments in the hallways, drug abuse and misdemeanour were all a product of the low socio-economic context she had now been subject too. Amongst the chaos, Arig found peace in a small bedroom, a hairbrush in place of a microphone and a very big dream.
Arig’s young mother, unguided, handled toxic relationship after the next, creating a confusing and far from a nuturing environment for Arig. The lack of stability and pain was trickled down on a
regular basis, Negatively affecting Arig’s perspective and self-esteem.
Until the age of 9, Arig escaped the violence and hostility of her childhood through spending
hours hidden away in her room writing songs and listening to the pop divas of the early 2000s.
Little did she know this isolated time was imperative in her ability to effortlessly express herself.
When she was 17 she heard a pianist playing on the streets of Brisbane, Anthony Aggs. She
approached Aggs during a break in his set and from there formed a dear and pivotal friendship
that would give her the confidence to refine her craft and aspire.
From the ages of 18 to 23 Arig dedicated her time and efforts into recording project after
project without avail, she thought. In the few years of brooding she was oblivious to the
blossoming of her own sound. Serendipitously she crossed path’ with Imraan Palakar once twice and then the third time she knew it was an omen and only one could boil the encounter down to fate.
A verse here, a chorus there, and an unmatched chemistry could only create what was