Remaining DJ of the two-men team who formed the infamous DJ band Aeroplane. This guy is like the second coming of Jesus, but if Jesus were this awesome dude with nice glasses and very good taste in music. Call it Jesus 2.0 if you will.
In many manuscripts, it has been said that Vito is capable of making your prostate jump up and down if you're a man, and making you ovulate right away if you're a woman.
The music from Vito de Luca is one of the few things that make the world better. It does not matter if you're a deadbeat with a deadend job, it does not matter if your dick smell like shit and women puke when they try to give you abajowski, it does not matter if your parents tell you that you'll amount to nothing and you're the result of a few tequila slammers and an oversized prophylactic. It does not matter if the last time you inserted your ugly weiner in a coochie was that last awkward new year's eve where you took advantage of your cousin's mentally disabled friend at the mental institute for blind catholic schoolgirls, DUDE, nothing will matter anymore.
Just lie down, stare at your ceilling, put the earwax-covered earphone in, select one of the many fine mixes this semi-god has to offer and let yourself be filled with this shiny ball of warmth. It will make everything just right, and if the feeling fades away, bro, play another one.

To sum this fuckin UD article up, Vito de Luca is da bomb.

When you eat dirt for the first time and leave your family to build a shack in the woods