Every song begins somewhere.
Sometimes it begins with a city.
Sometimes with a night, a memory, a desert wind, a voice, a rhythm, or a silence that refuses to disappear.
Stories is the space where I share the world behind my music:
the images, emotions, instruments territories that shape each track.
Here, music becomes a fragment of life.
A journey through sound, memory atmosphere.
Behind every song, there is always something that remains.
Miraj
Miraj was born from the image of a desert night.
A warm electronic groove moves like light over s, while Arabic-inspired textures, Casbah echoes distant melodies create a sense of longing movement.
It is not only a House track.
It is a nocturnal ritual.
A place where rhythm becomes heat, memory becomes sound, the night keeps breathing.
Iron
Iron comes from a darker place.
It carries the weight of metal, pressure, underground rooms hypnotic movement.
The track is built around tension: raw rhythm, industrial shadows a pulse that feels physical, almost mechanical.
Iron is not polished.
It is direct, heavy alive.
A sound for late hours, concrete walls inner resistance.