If you ask him to tell you about his craziest memory as a dj, he’ll answer: «it was on a beach, in mykonos. You should’ve seen the people who’d come to hear me play, they were of all ages, whole families. Grand-parents dancing with their grand-children.. At the same time the moon was coming out as the sun was setting, and these beautiful fireworks went off, but the idiots set a windmill on fire. I can still picture it as if it was yesterday. And whenever I go back, I’m still “the one” who burned the windmill down…»








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