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Arno’s the kind of guy who doesn’t just play the game, he lives it. Born in Frankfurt, now calling Berlin home, his sound is the product of years spent in the trenches — from working in record stores, flipping through crates of soul, jazz, and the rawest underground beats, to throwing drum and bass parties in the city’s sweat-soaked basements. Those days taught him a thing or two about the energy of a crowd and the pulse of the night. But it wasn’t until he found house and techno, with its deep, hypnotic rhythms, that things truly clicked. He remembers it like it was yesterday — the hats that cut through the morning fog, the dancefloor still moving at 7 a.m., bodies swaying like they’ve forgotten what day it is. That’s when it all made sense.

The dude’s not about pretension. His music, like his personality, is raw but precise. It’s the kind of sound that leaves a mark. House, techno, with a bit of that grit and that funk that comes from being in the underground for so long. It’s never flashy, never looking for validation. Arno’s not chasing trends; he’s building something real, something that moves people without asking for permission.

And then there's Pressure Traxx — his label, his baby. Born from a desire to carve out his own space in the world, a place where he could release the kind of music that spoke to him, and to the people who understood. Pressure Traxx isn’t about making noise for the sake of it. It’s about the groove, the deep cuts that keep people coming back for more. It’s about the art of the dance.