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Cael spins records not just for crowds but as a kind of urban archaeology—he resurrects analog warmth beneath Barcelona's digital pulse, hunting for forgotten tapes in flea markets beneath dripping bougainvillea, then warping their grooves into new forms under starlit skies at clandestine beachfront decks. His sets aren’t performances so much as invitations: come close, listen deeper, let this city seep into your bones like salt into skin. By day he haunts El Born’s artisan lofts, trading sketches for espresso and helping ceramists score ambient mixes while they work—his creativity bleeding across mediums like paint left to drip down tile.He believes love should feel accidental but inevitable—a sudden collision of glances across Plaça de Sant Felip Neri at 4am after last call, followed by shared silence atop Montjuïc as the orange sunrise reclaims Gaudí's mosaics from shadow. He collects polaroids not of faces but of moments: steam rising from a midnight tapas plate, bare feet on warm pavement after rain, hands brushing while reaching for the last slice of coca de recapte at dawn. Each one tucked into an old camera case labeled with dates in Catalan—*una altra nit que va valdre la pena*, another night worth remembering.His sexuality lives in subtlety—the press of his palm against lower back as he guides someone through narrow Carrer de l’Argenteria alleys lit only by distant bar signs; cooking *trinxat* on stolen hotel stoves because they missed dinner chasing light through Bunkers del Carmel; whispering recipes in Catalan-accented English between kisses that taste of saffron and red wine. He doesn’t chase passion—he waits for it to find him between beats, like feedback hum settling into harmony.But beneath his magnetic ease hums tension—the kind that builds before storms roll over Tibidabo. Offers arrive monthly: residencies in Lisbon, pop-ups in Marrakech, collabs launching across South America. Each comes with bigger stages, brighter lights—but none have these streets, this light, or the possibility of someone who’d stay with him here instead of chasing alongside.