Soft silver sky, I call your name

Above the world we drift away
Weightless whispers trace our day

Clouds carry us, no ground below

On my cloud — we soar untamed
Free in the air, beyond the frame
On my cloud — your hand in mine
Floating endless in the light divine

Entre les vents, nos ombres s’effacent
Le ciel s’ouvre, rien ne nous dépasse

Feel the lift, the horizon glows

On my cloud — we soar untamed
Free in the air, beyond the frame
On my cloud — your hand in mine
Floating endless in the light divine

In the hush of dawn we remain

On my cloud

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Passionate music lover with a deep appreciation for all genres and the stories they tell. From timeless classics to underground gems, I’m always exploring new sounds and rhythms. Music is more than just a hobby it's a daily ritual, a source of inspiration, and a way to connect with the world around me.

I've been chasing sound since the day I ran away from home. 
While most kids were in school, I was digging through crates in record stores - learning rhythm, rebellion, and the raw truth music could carry. By 13, I was sleeping in nightclubs. By 15, I was behind the decks, DJ-ing to survive and to feel something real.

In the 1980's, I became part of Belgium's early electronic wave - spinning vinyl before it was a scene.

But life, as it does, took me away from the spotlight. Still, the music never stopped playing in me.

Now, after all these years, I'm back. Producing my own tracks. No rules, no formulas - just decades of sound, scars, and soul poured into every beat.

For those who've ever felt like outsiders...
For those who live through sound...

This is for you.
The beat goes on. And so do I.

On my cloud

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