Héctor Oaks spins techno at escape velocity, channelling Madrid’s fiery spirit into sets where "fuego" isn’t just a vibe, it’s religion. Raised on rave rituals and vinyl treasures unearthed in record stores, Héctor’s performances pulse like the sun’s nucleus, igniting dancefloors from Bassiani to Berghain with assurance and trickery. Whether dropping hypnotic ghetto-tech, acid scorchers, or gritty post-industrial rhythms on his labels Oaks and KAOS, his selections hit harder than an asteroid field. On stage, his fingers fly across vinyl like he’s swerving for his life, fast, flawless, and forever locked in the groove. Fusing rap and techno into explosive anthems, futuristic, nostalgic, and distinctly his own, Héctor’s sets don’t just burn, they detonate, each track a molotov cocktail launched directly to the soul of the rave. When Héctor spins, everyone sweats.