2008 was a turning point. I felt like I was standing on the edge of something bigger, chasing a sound I could finally call my own.
My Sound was exactly that — me drawing a line in the sand and saying: this is accomplice. Built from raw textures, hypnotic grooves, and the stubborn refusal to copy anyone else, it became a declaration of independence in music form.
Looking back, this was me defining my sound — and realizing I didn’t need anyone’s permission to own it.