L'Ambiance
Galería Niebelungen, Berlin · 2024Meditation on thresholds. Filtered noise, glacial pads, field recordings from melting ice.
Plaits · Ripples · Clouds · Morphagene
Aegean Atlantic Electronic
Generative synthesis · Uşşak mākam
Sound as ceremony.
Performance as shared impermanence.
Classically trained as a guitarist at the Hellenic Conservatory, shaped by masters of the Eastern Mediterranean mākam tradition and the Persian dastgāh — modal systems that breathe with Byzantine chant lineages. Studies in film composition at the Royal Conservatoire of Scotland and Guildhall, alongside avant-garde electronic music and synthesis at Berklee, helped me navigate between intuition and form.
The Eastern Mediterranean mākams and Persian dastgāh remain at the core — breathing, migrating systems that mirror the movements of people and time. Sacred songs that crossed from Asia Minor, fading chants and modal fragments carrying shared memories across the Levant.
Now based in Glasgow, I find unexpected kinship between the Eastern Mediterranean and the Scottish seas — both moving in uneven rhythm, like the asymmetrical patterns of oars and waves. The shifting metres of Balkan folk — 7s, 9s, broken steps — echo in Gaelic puirt à beul and the modal inflections of Hebridean song. I'm drawn to this parallel: two maritime traditions shaped by migration, isolation, and the weight of oral memory.
My work spans film scores, sound design for podcasts, theatre, and collaborations with visual artists, choreographers, and performers. Performances weave lavta, mandolin, bendir, and guitar with modular electronics — often recorded live, never repeated. I'm drawn to imperfection: the hiss of tape, the drift of feedback, the microtonal inflections of handmade instruments.
In modular synthesis, I follow the Buchla lineage — voltage as gesture, patching as composition. West Coast synthesis philosophy shapes my approach: complex oscillators, wavefolds, and low-pass gates that breathe with organic decay. The instrument becomes a collaborator, its unpredictability a form of listening.
I follow mono no aware — the quiet awareness that beauty exists because it fades.
Meditation on thresholds. Filtered noise, glacial pads, field recordings from melting ice.
Plaits · Ripples · Clouds · Morphagene
Armenian duduk through granular processing. Trip-hop rhythms, Moog bass, vinyl noise.
TR-8S · Sub37 · tape saturation
Shimmering granular percussion. Oud motif emerges like sunlight through water.
Beads · Magneto · Mimeophon
Made in one breath. Flaws kept like kintsugi seams.
Each performance is a singular event — improvised structures, unrepeatable patches, shared breath between room and instrument.
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The modular system becomes an extension of breath and gesture — voltage paths tracing the memory of ancient modal systems through contemporary circuits. Each patch is a temporary architecture, a ritual space where acoustic instruments meet electronic potential.
Voltage-controlled voices from the Moog lineage — warm oscillators and ladder filters that breathe with each note. Semi-modular architecture allowing signal paths to evolve mid-performance.
The Korg family provides rhythmic scaffolding — analog drum synthesis and sequencers that honor the asymmetric metres of Balkan tradition. Patterns that shift like tides.
A constellation of iOS instruments — granular processors, spectral delays, and generative systems. The glass surface becomes a membrane between intention and accident.
No presets. No safety nets. Each cable carries a question.
The lavta's frets are deliberately uneven — microtones carved into the neck like geological strata. The modular synth is no different: voltage sag, thermal drift, the unpredictable bloom of feedback. These aren't flaws. They're the signature of presence.
Waves in Nafplion. The call to prayer in Smyrna. Cicadas by the Mediterranean. When I feed these into Morphagene, slowing them down, layering them with drones — they become not a document of place, but a feeling of having been there.
The pause. The silence. The negative space that gives meaning to sound. In Persian music, the tahrir — the microtonal ornament bending between notes. In modular synthesis, the moment when the envelope opens and you wait for the filter to bloom.
I welcome collaborations with filmmakers, theatre directors, visual artists, podcasters, and anyone exploring sound as space, narrative, and ritual.