Mysterious are the paths on which music travels, and one of them leads into and now finally out of the basement of Nemoy, born and grown up in Steg City, a small village embedded in the Swiss canton of Valais, a stone's throw away from ticino and italy, a place distinguishing itself through excellent wines, rugged mountains, much sun, some sort of desert-like lonelyness and a strong company between people. Nemoy is obsessed with instruments, addicted to collecting and learning how to play and inco...

Mysterious are the paths on which music travels, and one of them leads into and now finally out of the basement of Nemoy, born and grown up in Steg City, a small village embedded in the Swiss canton of Valais, a stone's throw away from ticino and italy, a place distinguishing itself through excellent wines, rugged mountains, much sun, some sort of desert-like lonelyness and a strong company between people. Nemoy is obsessed with instruments, addicted to collecting and learning how to play and incorporate them into his musical vision. synthesizers, pianos, organs, horns, basses... you name it. Even when he gets to grab the mic with his rapgroup "Stockitown", he often adresses the topics that make his world: samples, breakbeats, their sources, beatmaking, vibing to music... Nemoy is a child and devotee of the great contributors in Jazz, Funk, Reggae, Soul... or short: Black music in its many old and new outlets.