Peppered with hopeful sadness and gritty deep growls of desire, Niko takes you down a melodic path that you weren't fully aware you needed to take. Lending curiosity of anticipated unknown while taking you on a familiar journey through the pathways of your heart.

Gripping you tightly with haunting finger slides and yearned lyrics, keeping captivation, down to the very last sentimental twang. He plays with an unapologetic unabashed tenderness, building each sentiment higher and high till you quite possibly pour out of your chair onto the floor. He's the only person I know that can make you sad and aroused at the same time.

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Melancholy, playful, nostalgic and most definitely French, evoking the time travel to a terrace in Old Montreal. Sweat from the summer day still clinging to the back of your neck and only realizing it's there because a cool night breeze blows on your skin. Reminding you that your heart has broken over and over again, yet still has the strength to beat faster and louder for loves sake.

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If love is a game, play it hard. Feel no shame.

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WORDS BY AMANDA DESJARDINS