Imagine a sun-drenched Provençal childhood, where guitar strings intertwined with the pulse of nascent electronic rhythms. Then, a pilgrimage to Sziget, a sonic baptism at eighteen, igniting a fire. Not content to merely spin records, he sought to weave them. The legendary hum of La Villa Rouge and Bar Live became his classroom, not as a DJ, but as an architect of sound. He bypassed the traditional route, drawn instead to the raw, evocative power of music: the visceral kick, the unifying trance of the dancefloor. NTO wasn't born from a booth, but from the fertile ground where melody met beat, a direct line from heart to speaker, bypassing the middleman entirely.
