Otel Freston

Growing up in the 80s and 90s, I spent hours lost in video clubs, staring at VHS covers full of color and mystery. They were more than movies—they were windows into other worlds. That feeling never left me. My music is my own video club: eclectic, colorful, a collection of sounds across genres. Just like those tapes, every release is an invitation to press play and step into a new story.