French music producer, master of the synths & songwriter.

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two brothers who travel the world making music

Some say mredrollo doesn’t produce music, he channels it from ancient celestial archives buried deep in the 7th astral plane. Others say he simply opens his laptop, hit’s play and lets Rick Rubin do the rest. What we do know is that when his tracks hit, timelines fracture, chakras realign and crowds achieve spontaneous enlightenment somewhere between the second drop and the matcha tea station. 

With grooves hand-carved from Saturn’s inner rings and melodies whispered to him during deep REM sleep, mredrollo’s sound isn’t just music, it’s an initiation ritual. He’s been described as “a cosmic pearl hidden deep in the sea,” “the messiah of melodic house,” and “that guy whose set made me cry and text my ex.” His mixes don’t transition, they teleport. His drops don’t hit, they awaken. So powerful they’ve allegedly caused small rifts in local space-time. 

Having performed across Australia, Asia, America and a series of venues so underground they’ve never passed a fire inspection, mredrollo remains genre-less, fearless, and gloriously undefined. While others obsess over angles, algorithms and curating the illusion of depth, he’s out here melting minds and triggering deeply inappropriate spiritual awakenings. 

Because to him, electronic music isn’t just sound, it’s a way of life. A higher frequency. A sacred path one dare not tread, lest they become yet another soul whose identity hinges entirely on ID’ing tracks. His music isn’t a journey. He is the journey. Not everyone’s ready for ascension. This isn’t a career, it’s a calling. And you? You’re already late to the ceremony.

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