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The Polish Ambassador, real name David Sugalski, is an American electronic musician and disc jockey from Oakland, California. Sugalski began tinkering with music production while earning a Marketing degree from the University of Colorado at Boulder. In 2006 he released his first album, Diplomatic Immunity, a collection of 8- and 16-bit funk / electro anthems, which gained a surprising amount of fan support. After he released two more albums, he attracted the attention of a Microsoft-funded video game developer. The developer hired Sugalski to do the soundtrack for a game, which allowed him to focus on music full-time.
Sugalski regularly tours the United States performing solo and with other electronic music contemporaries. Sugalski is a multi genre musician, producing styles including electro, breaks, hip-hop, dub, funk, chiptune, and glitchy IDM. Sugalski uses live sound mixing, using computers and midi instruments to produce album tracks differently at every live performance.
The Polish Ambassador's latest album, Color Of Flight, was released in March 2017.
For most Polish Ambassador shows, Sugalski wears a neon-colored jumpsuit (neon white, Yellow, and blue as his main colors of interest. Yellow being the main color behind the fan influenced design.) that he purchased in a Chicago thrift store for $3.99. He uses Ableton Live and Sonar to produce his music. He is signed to Jumpsuit Records.
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Albums
Popular Songs
- Sonido Del Sol
- Nobody’s Alone
- Lost & Found
- The Juiceman Cometh
- Gathering of the Tribes
- Forever Lost
- Sri Gurvastakam
- Rise and Release
- Wait for the One That’s Special
- Koyelia
- Picture
- Let the Rhythm Just
- Prayer for Rain
- Vision Fiberoptics
- Earth Crush
- Breathe Her
- Float With Me
- Spines Entwined
- Dirt Off Your Shoulder
- Hell Yea
- Flesh Prayers
- Sure Shot
- I Gotcha
- Space Escalade
- Cryovaced Space Noodles Break
- Get Your Damn Hands Off My Synthesizer
- Digital Loveless
- Crunching Numbers
- Banana Bread Break
- Not Without My Chapstick