Since the magical 1980s, the species known as Raver focused on creating the perfect dance move to express on this dance floor of life. Around the same time, Madmotormiquel — a young boy from the limited-travel zone of West Berlin — decided he wanted to find a sound that knew no limits to their dedication. Oh shit, another DJ is born. Armed with an expanding taste in classic punk rock and hip-hop, soon he was led into the world of powerful beats that the future-forming kids around him loved so much. He met them in the church of acid techno, big-beat, and drum and bass. In these places, he jockeyed the discs for many weekends until it was clear he needed to have a say on the beats himself. Here, under the light of a crescent moon, a new producer was born. By now, the Berlin Wall was well and truly down, and you could even buy small pieces of it from the shop. This meant his home city was filled with more space than the ravers knew how to sing and dance about. With that, they squatted its old factories and made techno rituals in the neighboring fields. There, they danced and played and danced and played until one day someone said, “Hey, vie not bring all ze ideas of all ze different people together and start something that will blow everyone avay, Ja?” This was when the Bachstelzen came alive and when the name Madmotormiquel became synonymous with everything the Berlin house music parade has been known for since. With a continuous stream of releases spreading to all corners of the planet, he often gets the chance to make up for his past’s limited travel. Now, he spends his weekends playing his music in exotic locations with nice people, enabling us to perfect the art of shape-making one dance floor at a time.