Luke Kelvin and Luke Kelvin’s Music Story

Looking for Luke Kelvin? It’s me!

Hello, friends, I am Luke Kelvin. Never heard this name? Born as Alexander, I confess that Luke Kelvin is my stage name, which later in my stage career also became my trademark! So, today, although I am still Alexander, technically, in the world or electronic dance music (or EDM), Luke is my first name, and Kelvin is my surname, or last name, as they say in the Land of Opportunity (that’s what some people still like to call the United States of America). But my name doesn’t really matter, because as a music artist I like to call myself the Artist of the Tempo, or BPMstr (or BPMSTER if you really like vowels). I am a Dance Music (or EDM) producer and DJ. I work with energetic, faster, louder and harder electronica styles.

Luke Kelvin reborn: October 8, 2012

I was “reborn” as an Electronic Dance Music artist on October 8, 2012. I was “really” born a few years earlier, naturally, but as a full-time EDM producer and DJ I came to existence around that time. Why? Because on that date (which by the way is exactly 22 years after I came to the USA as an immigrant on a flight from Rome), I shipped my first official album – album that included FuseRave, Flock, Technotracks and other awesome songs that some of you already know. These songs redefined Luke Kelvin (the hi-tech monster by day and a music enthusiast by night) as a devoded EDP producer, which is who I am today… although I confess that I am still dedicated to hi-tech and to my friends in the Silicon Valley. So, there you have it: my name is Alexander, but you should call me Luke when I am on stage – Luke Kelvin, to be exact!

From Luke Kelvin to BPMstr
a.k.a. “the Artist of the Tempo”

Shortly after October 12, 2012, this website went live, and Luke Kelvin’s little infinity-DJ-man logo and his steampunkish goggles became his official trademark and a lifetime commitment… while the term ‘EDM’ became synonymous with ‘life’ for Luke Kelvin.

The “BPM” part in BPMstr stands for Beats Per Minute, which – as you probably know – is how you measure the tempo of a music track. So anyway, now you kind-of know Luke’s story, and if you are up for it, here is what else you can do:

Check out the photo album below – it’s Luke Kelvin’s photo story of becoming BPMstr
Go to this site’s homepage and enjoy what Luke Kelvin has to share as an EDM artist, musician, producer, DJ and a music fan.

Cheers ~

BPMstr | The Artist of the Tempo (Luke Kelvin)

My childhood was wild. Between the ages of 7 and 14, I learned to play the piano and a few other instruments. And when I was about 14 (here), I started playing this bass. I looked really cool with a bass. But I couldn't stand up easily with it because it was really heavy.
My progress in music was a bit slow in part because I participated in these obscure competitions. This one I won. The fellow on the left - Evgeniy Braslavets - is twice olympic champion and twice world champion in sailing. Yes, behind us is indeed a large air carrier... how cool is that?!
This is me (#912) when I am 12. I actually learned to sail at 8 but learned to swim at 10. Again, where I was raised, sailing lessons didn't cost much, and so I could afford a long learning curve. Eventually, I became the national team member... but then came immigration and college and chicks, and my pro sports career ended.
When I immigrated (with my family) from Eastern Europe to the USA, we lived in Italy for 7 months, where I made money playing music in the streets and in cafes. I was young and cuddly and this was a profitable trade. But one day, some old lady paid me (for playing harmonica near Piazza Venezia, not for anything else) with this travesty - a government savings certificate worth 100 Lire (worth less than a box of matches).
This is me at 18 or so, when I was into techno music. In my right hand is a rigged Technotracks tape.
Graduated from the University of Houston and stuff.
My parrot Bucho. He sucked because the avian store where I bought him said he would live to be 35, but at 13 he died of thyroid cancer, which parrots rarely get. I loved this little man. By the way, I named him Bucho because I liked the movie 'Desperado', where Bucho was the bad guy.
So, as soon as I became severely overweight, I went to work at GE Electric for a while after graduation, where I got stiffed for a 6000-dollar commission by my boss Kim. And so I left to work for myself.
In a few months, I became a real estate agent at RE/MAX, and someone put a photo of me and a few other rookies in a major paper (News in a Classified section? Cewl!). I am on the left and clearly look like I am with the mafia, but not on purpose. By the way, the fellow in the middle is Reggie Phillips, a former NFL defensive back who played (and played well) for the Bears and the Cardinals. And please don't ask why 4 of the five guys in the photo have a mustache - beats me.
And then somehow, when I gained a little more weight, I met this gorgeous chick and succeeded (so I thought) at convincing her to like me back. Niiice.
Anyway, then I got bored with selling houses and got into this Internet thing: I founded a transaction management company and became rich... well, spiritually.
These are two of my three business partners. This is not the best photo I have with them, but it portrays the spirit of our enterprise - as in, "Uuuh, hello, we are, like, business people and stuff, huh-huh..."
When we went to our first trade show in New Orleans, our 10-meter RV docked in an RV park next to the Girls Gone Wild bus. Pretty cewl. By the way, the fellow on the left is just an old friend who came along to help (a lot of good people helped me become who I am today, and I will sometime soon talk more about them).
Now, this dude in the middle is also one of my friends, who was my third business partner. He lives in California, and this is his wedding day (I think this is why he looks a bit shocked). By the way, this is the day I realized that people with short hair - whether on purpose or not - tend to socialize with others like them.
This is what my Nissan Pathfinder SUV looked like when I went to these bloody tradeshows to sell a nickel for a dime to unsuspecting people who wanted to use our services. Most of them didn't buy jack, but those who did loved what we had to offer and gave compelling testimonials. We even signed up an entire state of Rhode Island to use our service.
This is me and my grandma - we hang out from time to time.
This is a random shot of me - this time inside a demo sports car at a major auto show, where I obviously didn't want to go very much (sleep deprivation is a pain, and it gets to you when you run your own business). This clearly isn't one of my best days, but you need to know all my sides.
I like anything that "don't talk", and this exotic Costa Rican frog is a good example.
This one also didn't talk. I grew up with this guy, and he was extremely cool and lived to be over 18 years old.
I like playing pool. This game went "a la" Hunter Thompson style.
I like anything that don't talk... except spiders I think. This one was found waiting to freak me out right inside my swimming pool.
Me and my sister at Ultra Music Festival in Miami.
This is my successful at-home shitake mushroom cultivation.
This is hail. When it starts falling from the sky during a hurricane and you say "Oh my God, it's hail", Texans think that you are about to start talking about going to church more often ("hell" and "hail" are pronounced almost identically in most parts of the big state).
Hanging out with grandma and cousins D and G. For the record, Svedka IS the best vodka: look at grandma rolling her eyes! And D's hand is in cast because that's how he smuggles emeralds into Colombia.
This chick I met a few years ago was so sexy that I realized she was either an angel or an alien. Do you believe in aliens? ...I believe in illegal aliens.
This is her real alien face and true hair: I suspect that to this day she only shows her true identity only when absolutely no one is looking.
And I like to go crazy... whether someone is looking or not.
No, I don't go to that church. And I don't really go to churches. I just thought that it was cool to stop near a random church in the middle of... uuuh, New York? Madrid? Rio?... and to take this photo at about 3 in the morning.
I am a good cook. At some point I ventured to make this prosciutto right in my kitchen... and it didn't suck.
And this is me in-between parties somewhere in the Carribean. What am I so happy about? I can't remember!
Could it be because I am tipsy after clubbing out with my sister until dawn?
Could it be because I found a photo of myself at a WWII memorial somewhere in Eastern Europe?
Could it be because I am on a short vacation but can't stop thinking about my work? …but at least I lost some weight (by the way, I have now completed two 21-day water fasts - yes, this means just drinking water for 21 days - very healthy: just comment below if you want a link to my fasting videos on YouTube).
Could it be because it's time to party again?
Could it be because I hung out with my grandma and my mom the day before? (by the way, I have a father - and he is awesome - but I don't have any cool photos of him handy to show).
Eureka! I am happy because I got rid of my day job and finally have the time to do something about becoming this cool dude who produces dance music and wears headphones. All I need is to grow more hair and get the headphones! So, I am working with a stylist and already bought the gear!
So, here is my music studio when I just set it up. By now I have new KRK speakers and other little gadgets - more photos coming soon. Anyway, this is my new workspace, and I love it.
But I have to tell you: producing music is no picnic. Each minute of a quality track equals about 10+ hours of non-stop work for me. So, Monster (not the alien type - the one you drink) is my friend. Please comment below, like me on Facebook and on my other social networks to motivate me, and please come back often. My official first song release is coming in no time.