Everyone has a story of where it all began. For me, it was at a Chinese restaurant and sleeping on the streets of Times Square. Yes, that’s right! This is where my Hardstyle story began.
Like many, I had discovered this sound by accident while browsing online and was instantly addicted in an indescribable way. Spending all my time searching for like-minded souls on the internet, I eventually found those that I would consider early pioneers in American Hardstyle. After professing my eagerness to play a part in the movement, they offered a then 16 year old me the chance that would change the course of my life forever. An invitation to attend a party in New York City called Revolution 4 with Headhunterz as the headliner.
Despite living in Washington DC with absolutely no form of transportation and needing parental permission; I suddenly found myself breaking all the rules by hopping on a bus to NYC with nothing more than the clothes on my back and some pocket change. Sorry Mom!
As soon as I made it to NYC, I found myself inside a multi-level Chinese restaurant where the upper level had been modified into a makeshift concert hall with diners enjoying their dinner on the lower level. I will never forget the sight of the diners when they witnessed hundreds of party goers running up the stairs as soon as the doors opened. I knew at this moment that these were my people and I was exactly where I belonged.
As the party concluded there I was, late at night and alone in the middle of Times Square. I located a chair to sit and despite freezing temperatures, reflected through the night of what I had just experienced. It was in this moment that I realized this was what I was meant to be doing for the rest of my life. Today I’m 26 years old, I just moved to Los Angeles, and I’m still being guided by the very same force that led me down the path I’m meant to be walking. Working each day in the studio, patiently waiting for the time to tell my story through the music we are all connected to.