Its the early 2000s. The sun is slowing lying down to rest. The sound mid-range frequency of an old radio and cassette plays, then stops, rewinds, then plays again. This has been happening for hours already. In the short pauses, you hear what sounds like someone writing their lifes manifesto by pencil. Play. Stop. Scribble. Rewind. This time when the music starts, it keeps going. You hear the voice of a young boy reciting the song, line for line until the track ends. And thats pretty much when Cedric Des knew, he's made for music. And that at some point in his life, the world would hear his story over melodic synths & hard-hitting 808s