"Sounds that confess to the ear,Bass waves that bleed towards the heart,Melodies that disturb the mind in a new direction, and echoes that stimulate the nerveknown as Qnerve.""As you can see I use music like a pencilI use it like a wise utensilTo make you smile. More than a styleWith the plucked sounds of the 3xOscillatorIt becomes all worthwhileMaking your problems fade into a blurNot knowing what just occurred. With the bass waves of the TS 404That follow the reverse snare drum beatsEffortlessly opening your heart like a door With the help of the stuttering sounds of the granulizer. Taking you hostage like a space visitorWhile the choir strings lay you at seashoreOpening your eyes you could have sworeThat you took flight and soared."This is the music you wished the radio would play in your town. This is the Music you hopedsomeone would finally make. Your friends will ask you,"Where'd you get those beats, and how'd you make that bass?" Thanks. Rene.