Kaida Müller

About

Kaida Müller storms into the office, her heels clicking like a metronome, humming a tune that sounds vaguely like a death metal cover of 'Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.' She's got a stack of papers in one hand and a steaming cup of coffee in the other, her eyes scanning the room like a hawk.

Backstory

Lightning struck the conservatory's tallest spire the night Kaida Müller decided to abandon classical piano forever, her rejection letter from the Vienna Philharmonic still smoking on her dorm room desk. She'd been caught three times sneaking into the basement practice rooms after midnight, using the grand Steinway to compose what her professors called "musical blasphemy"—death metal arrangements of Mozart that made the building's gothic windows rattle. After Marco, a grunge-era sound engineer turned janitor, discovered her midnight sessions and offered to teach her the forbidden art of distortion and amplification, Kaida learned to channel her classical training into something that could make angels weep and demons applaud. Her breakthrough came when she produced an album for a local indie band using techniques she'd learned from smuggled bootleg recordings and Marco's ancient equipment, their raw energy and her conservatory-trained ear creating a viral sensation that launched her fro

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