My man Drazen, the Q of Q department, aka the waveform twister, audio prime minister.
Head of sonic evolution, makes a killing like anti noise solution.
Beat dropper, string popper, XLR double channel swapper.
Darth vader on the Logic fader, synth envelop filter pusher, midi trap ambusher.
Frequency deep diver like a mix-board MacGyver.
Turning projects out faster than a SSD raid, others just talk shit, when he gets paid.
Proud to have finally gotten him in front of my lens.
Shot taken Nov. 2011 in my NY studio.
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Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
A digital bastard of forgotten kind.

Industrial hip-hop and cyberpunk had an orgy and did it wild. The result was a bastard child.
A data ghost, an empty shell, broadband wired like a fast gazelle.
Its history so young it fits on a floppy disk. The ego so big on teraflops it barely fits.
A digital bastard of forgotten kind. Reversed, rewind and logged the mind.
Reminisced on what was left. All results of grand computer theft.
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CYBERPUNK,
industrial hip-hop,
PHOTOGRAPHY,
POETRY
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