Give me, give me

Creating music with love and honesty. 🎶

My sound blends emotion with energy — inspired by the stories we live and the moments we can’t forget. This page is where I share that journey, one track at a time.

Grateful for everyone listening and growing with me. 🌌

Bedroom DJ for 20+ years. Finally venturing into the world of production. 

Loving it so much I wish I’d started it 20 years ago as well.

Wav 48/24 STEREO HIFI homemade records           without edit.      (Classical guitar works). 

Pieces from the classical and romantic period by composers such as F. Sor, J. K. Mertz, L. Legnani, J. Arcas, N. Coste, etc... .

The tracks are also available to listen to in your browser on my personal website.

NO POST-PRODUCTION WORK HAS BEEN DONE ON  THE SOUND IN ALL THE TRACKS.
THE TRACKS ARE NOT MASTERED. 

I don't pay anyone for promoting my tracks.

I play a 2016 Heidi Pulfer guitar. 

Iacopo Maria Regazzo 

www.iacopomariaregazzo.it

House / Bass / Garage 

-Booking or Inquiries- 
dr.sus.music@gmail.com

Born in 1980 under the name KRT, the band began its journey in the raw energy of live shows — in Spain, including a memorable concert in Burgos, and in Brussels at the Teatro. Those early years, intense and furious, were wiped away overnight: all archives, tapes, posters, and memories stolen in a single car theft, as if someone had tried to erase history itself.

By the late ’80s and early ’90s, the group found shelter in the former RKM studio on Avenue Molière in Brussels, under the demanding ear of artistic producer Jean-Claude Maury. From those sessions emerged Fast Beat and The Ballad of the Mouse and the Bird, defining tracks that carved NUR’s sound into stone — dark, restless, untamed.

After a split and years of silence, the band resurfaced under the name NUR, carried this time by the new promise of the digital age. The music could no longer be erased; it was destined to survive.

But fate struck again: the passing of one of the founding members closed the collective chapter. Today, NUR rises once more, as a solo incarnation. More than a project: a resurrection. A flame still burning, more than forty years after its first spark.

Give me, give me

Manu Melbourne