** ROSS KOSHERTON ** 
Synthwave / Synthpop Composer & Producer.
🎥 Filmmaker & Audiovisual Artist. #synthwave #retrowave #electro #lofi
For booking inquiries, please contact:  rosskosherton@gmail.com. 

Trained as a conservatory pianist, graphic designer, and audiovisual producer, he himself is responsible for designing and creating the sound, lighting, visual, and scenographic universe that governs all his shows.

His music is inspired by the very origins of electronic music, starting with Kraftwerk and Jean-Michel Jarre, passing through genres such as Italo Disco, Spacesynth, and more currently, Synthwave, demonstrating Ross's love for synthetic music in its purest expression.

With more than 20 years of experience, Ross Kosherton is a surprise in himself. In a world where music has become predictable, Ross presents himself as a fresh alternative. Though synthetic, of course.

Pre-order the new album @ gryff.bandcamp.com 
Synthwave / Synthpop / Nudisco 
"Miami Horror vibes. Good for a boogie." - Nat Tencic, Triple J
Featured on:
@newretrowave
@the-80s-guy-1

In 1983.. something bad was in the air.

A warning that seemed to come through every TV cable, every pirate radio signal, every shaking screen that caught your eyes late at night.

A heavy, relentless pulse.
A sound you didn’t just hear.. you felt it.
Like the whole world, from Florida to Bucharest, was beating to the same rhythm.
The same warning.

"What’s going on out there?"
Someone asks.
There’s danger outside.
So don’t go outside.

All signs pointed east.
Strange sources.
Mysterious signals that appeared only on certain nights, at certain heights.

Old tapes mention Vlad, a quiet, enigmatic figure, born in Romania,
whose story drifts through echoes and static, carrying whispers of Transilvania.
A name wrapped in rumor and mystery, tied to stories that trace through dark forests and mountain echoes,
where myth meets reality, and shadows dance beneath neon light.

Some say he came down from the mountains with sounds that were never written.
Others say he never came down at all.

People tell stories.
About blood and basslines.
About heartbeats syncing with distorted rhythms.
About a face that doesn’t age.

But maybe it’s just legend.
Or maybe the music isn’t just music.
Maybe it’s a calling.

And if that “something bad” from 1983 wasn’t the end…
Maybe it was only the beginning.

Followers of Gryff