Although originally born in Guatemala, Professor Dictabeat was born again in The Netherlands in a cheese ritual that went horribly wrong. The rehabilitation order meant that he had to work in a record store where he was framed for a crime he did not commit. With cries of “I did not sell a schlager song.” he fled the Netherlands and headed for the sunny shores of Berlin, where he spent the next 10 years studying to become a professor of beat dictating. During his classes he made the acquaintance of a young David BaGuetta, this led to the Professor's love of music....somehow, the details are sketchy. The two were an unstoppable duo the likes of which the world has never seen since the invention of three-chord house songs. They spent their time working towards world peace, which they briefly achieved in 1997 by spraying the entire world with chemtrails made of MDMA. Unfortunately, tragedy struck when one of their wacky experiments backfired and left David more hair than man. Vowing never to genetically corrupt another superstar DJ, the Professor turned to music and never looked back. Since then he’s been focusing on making electronic music and having fun DJ-ing, like normal everyday Berliners do.
