Born 11.11.77 up in the cold where the Baltic Sea eats Germany, Housemeister came to Berlin age 5, just got 12 when the wall came down. Times they were a-changin’, in fact times hit like a tsunami, and little Housemeister decided to ride that wave like a motherf**ker. So by ’94, anarchy reigned. Punk and Rap, Turntables and Basement Parties, Love Parade und Mayday, Weed and Spray Cans, Fake IDs and 150bpm, E-Werk and Tresor, Walfish and Electric Ballroom. By ’95, he hits Kreuzberg, central Berlin, moving in with his best friend and legendary Hardwax Record Store right around the corner. He’s been mixing high-energy music ever since. By ’99, Housemeister was spinning all over the place, releasing 4 maxis with the BPitch collective, the first of which awkwardly been licenced by Karl Lagerfeld. By now most of europe knew what to get when entering the Housemeister Spacecraft: relentless, hardcore, dirty dancefloor ecstasy. Everybodys hands in the ...