An aggregator
of sensations.

If I have to say what I do, the list gets long: graphic and web designer, motion designer and video maker, audio engineer, lover of photography, audio and electronic music, “prehistoric” DJ, producer of electronic music. Read in one breath, it sounds like I never decided what to be when I grew up.

On my own site I settled it like this: “Today I absolutely do not define myself as a musician, but as an aggregator of sensations.” It still seems to me the most accurate sentence I have written about myself, and it explains HTC better than any pitch could.

My work has always crossed the borders between disciplines: video editing and post-production, 2D animation, animated infographics, video installations, web design — and the sound design and music for my own visual projects. When a picture needs a groove, I make the groove. When a groove needs a picture, I make that too.

That is what Justabeat is: my creative practice, where design, motion, video and sound live under one roof. The tracks on it are signed Naturalbeat.

At some point aggregating sensations was no longer enough: I wanted tools that think the way I work. HTC is my attempt. Not a machine that hands you a finished track, but a studio that composes with you, keeps every decision open and lets you take the result apart. Six interpretations instead of one answer, because — as the Nextfunk manifesto puts it — the future of music is not a final version but a family of related expressions.

Building an instrument is a slightly absurd thing for a self-declared non-musician to do. I have made my peace with that. Whether it works for you is exactly what this beta is for, and I’d rather hear the critical version than the polite one.

Nextfunk is an experimental ecosystem for research in electronic music — still under construction, like everything interesting. HTC is a Nextfunk / Justabeat project.

The professional version of me is on LinkedIn.

On the home page I place myself below Topo Gigio and above Steve Jobs. It is invented, openly self-congratulatory and scientifically worthless. The obsession with kicks, grooves, chords and knobs is the real part — and the only thing that ended up in HTC.