Vintage denim and leather are my second skin. Roaming between classic rock dive bars and underground venues, I'm chasing those raw, electric moments where sound becomes pure rebellion. My world oscillates between Chuck Berry's raw energy and Jim Morrison's poetic darkness - always searching for that next thunderous guitar riff that makes reality dissolve. Weekend road trips are my meditation, with vinyl and analog soundscapes as my spiritual guides. Born a few decades too late but living every moment like it's 1969.