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He doesn't work his image, but he's a divine beauty, Air Wey is a being apart. A prophet of electro, a sculptor of celestial beats, a future ex-dweller of Earth. From an early age, he understood that the world was on its way out. Barely able to walk, he chose to strum a guitar to get his first teeth out. At the age of 5 he produced his first songs, because musical urgency waits for no one. Today, he crafts a hybrid, progressive electro sound that navigates between electro-pop, electro-house, electro-rock and techno-house, with an approach as fluid as a black hole swallowing a star. His influences? The Prodigy, Fatboy Slim, The Chemical Brothers, but also Mike Oldfield and Vangelis, because he loves devastating kicks as much as cosmic flights of fancy. His universe is dark and sour, like a burned-out AI. It speaks of our alienated society, of abysmal boredom, dull rage, desolation, and the sweet madness that lurks in the back of all of us. Each track is a manifesto: Chaos (2022) - The fulfilled prophecy, Forget to Kiss (2021), Jacob Black (2020) - The beast within (and it's not a sexy werewolf), Transitions (2017) - The climate is changing faster than a badly timed DJ set, Industrial Breath (2017) - A poetic tribute to pollution and tired lungs. His ambition? Become a living myth, amass an obscene fortune, start a foundation to build a rocket and move to Mars. Earth is overrated. Before he leaves the planet and loses the network, listen to Air Wey.

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