I make music to process emotion — to transmute experience into rhythm.

I call it Zen Gangster Ballad: meditative, melancholic melodies layered over furious funk-driven drum breaks.

It’s lo-fi hip hop, but definitely not “chill.” If anything, it’s the opposite. This music isn’t meant to fade into the background — it’s meant to stir something, to rouse emotion, to help people feel what they’ve been holding in.

Some mixes are curated tributes to overlooked records that deserved a second life. Others are personal, sample-based instrumentals — a cathartic way to stay grounded and give shape to what I couldn’t say out loud.

I’ve compiled my catalog into three longform volumes (2003–2023): two decades of instrumental storytelling for those drawn to depth.

For the introspective. The emotionally fluent.
For those who never stopped creating, even when no one was listening.