Most people generally have the ambition to one day get married and have kids. It’s usually the standard plan. That was never the case for me. I discovered music and art at a young age and even before that, while my friends were looking at centerfolds of porn magazines, I preferred the centerfolds of astronomy books that had those glow in the dark constellations. I remember sitting out on a dark meadow at night, trying to find Cassiopeia, the Pleiades and Orion.
The pattern stayed the same when I discovered DJing at the age of 13. At the youth center, while the other kids were trying to impress girls with guitars and drums, I was spinning vinyl in a storage room downstairs. I was always outside the box of normality. Hey dad, remember the pimpy 80’s fur coats I recycled from your old wardrobe? Oh lord… Continue reading