You know me from the 2008 the heavily-circulated white label ep, Shades of Deception. They whispered of me then. Now ego-less, I whisper to you. Until I transform the soul of the liquid funk into the most digital ice sounds and back into the pool of African blood, I will keep my face behind a mask and do shamanic sorcery on the cosmos from Puerto Cortes. My only artifacts of majic are computers, synths, turntables, and my heart. When you see me, you will not see me. I will not reveal my true identity until eight years from now. Until then, I will meet you at the sacred intersection of dream, reality, spells, and soundscapes. Ase.

Serious Cartoons Records