My murky love story with music technology began in my high school years. Expelled with honors from the Conservatory in Pesaro, during the full swing of my hormonal storm I started appreciating the Pet Shop Boys, then Jean-Michel Jarre, then the unhealthy fetish led to betraying them all with Cubase. During those first, feeble steps into the world of digital audio, a new destiny was born, forged in ransacking PCs in dumps, playing in bands from psychotic rock to new reggae, microphone experiments going awfully wrong, unlikely but lasting dance music co-operations, and a graveyard of exploded audio cards.
The frenzy got worse in recent years, as I became an almost passable composer and orchestrator and started working on music and sound design for videogames.