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Two years into the AI revolution. The first time was magical. A conversation with a machine that didn't just respond but understood, that remembered context and spoke with something approximating warmth. Then came the images, sublime visions conjured from nothing but text, digital paintings that seemed to capture

Thoughts on the Artist’s Balancing Act. There is a romantic myth that artists should live and die by their muse alone, that money, contracts and percentages are distractions best left to the people who know their way with it. It sounds comforting, even noble. But more often than not,

I first came across the Nu Disco wave in the late 2000s, and it hit me like a brick. Chords, vocals, beats, all coming together in a way that just felt alive. Just like back then. At the time, I was listening to Downtown Party Network’s “Days Like These”

I still remember the day I bought my first 12-inch from Booka Shade. It was 1997, the record was called “Silk” on the Dutch label Touché. I couldn’t have guessed it then, but that early vinyl would end up marking a point on the map for me. I

I took the S-Bahn out to Potsdam with no real idea of what to expect. The ride was long enough to let the city fall away, giving me time to think, maybe overthink, about what might come of the session. At Potsdam Hauptbahnhof, Thunder was waiting. He waved as

Here I share tour dates, new releases, press coverage, and more all in one place, making it easier than ever to stay up to date. No more digging through social media for updates! Also, I'm planning to write some more personal stories, experiences, and insights from my world