a world where time is not allowed;
University student. Daft Punk enthusiast. Posts robots among other things. Beep Boop Beep.

“Cheers! Daft Punk raise a glass to global domination.”

"Guy-Manuel de Homem Christo: [Yawning, texting on his mobile phone, generally ignoring the fact that he's being interviewed]....[disinterestedly walking over to a nearby trolley, picking up a sandwich and taking a bite out of it]"

"The universe cracks. A volcanic rumble booms from a corner of infinity and explodes in a flare of magnetic light. Guy-Manuel… SPEAKS.... And the black hole, one more time, closes in, sucking him into oblivion."

"Guy-Man, meanwhile, says precisely nothing for the first half-hour, preferring to sip his espresso, text, stare at the ceiling and generally pretend that I’m not there, his face naturally arranging itself into a weary scowl."

"All the while, Guy-Manuel stares into deep space, burning holes in the wall with his fierce glare. Intense? To the power of several thousand."

“Jérémie.1m88,brun,mystérieux, très beau.”






11 months of Stella.

2 months old to 13 months old. 

This is precious


56th Grammy Awards, January 26th 2014

But in the end
Your heart will always belong to me

Back then [in January 1993] I lived with my parents, and I had money from my 18th birthday, 7,000 or 8,000 francs, which let me buy a Juno 106 synthesizer and a small Akai S01 sampler, with a single mono output. My father had also given me a Minimoog and we had found a sequencer, a mixer, and a small compressor. I plugged all of it into a Ghetto Blaster that I had had since I was 11. Everything was put in my room on a folding table, and I had moved my bed into the guest room. In fact, we started doing things with that equipment even before the Darlin’ record came out…
Thomas on Daft House, his bedroom and DP’s first studio. From Les Inrockuptibles, July 2003 (x)