Souloneryounger: Two Decades as Soul

Souloneryounger: Two Decades as Soul

A few weeks ago we hosted a great aTable dinner and amongst our guests was Souloner. We sat down with the legend for a fun conversation and a ride through Madrid in his new Mercedes, or as he calls it "Mercho". 

Read below, and check out some pics after the jump. 

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Over the last decade, Souloneryounger has quietly become one of Spain's most recognizable photographers. His work has documented everything from sneaker culture and everyday life in Madrid to countless trips through New York, always through a perspective that feels instinctive, honest, and unmistakably his own. While social media has undoubtedly amplified his work, it never feels like the driving force behind it. The photographs always come first.

Long before photography became his profession, though, there was graffiti. Before campaigns, clients and collaborations, there was simply a kid from Moratalaz looking for a name that felt right. We sat down with Soul to talk about where it all began, how photography slowly found its way into his life, and why, despite everything that's changed, the things that matter most have remained exactly the same.

"Nobody knows me as Álvaro. Not even my dad calls me Álvaro."

He laughs before continuing.

For more than twenty years, everyone has simply known him as Soul. It's a name that's followed him through every stage of his life, from graffiti to photography, from his first camera to the work that now reaches hundreds of thousands of people online.

The story behind it is far less calculated than most people would expect.

"I was about thirteen. Everyone in my class already had a tag. All the kids who were into hip-hop had one, and it actually took me almost a full year to come up with something I liked."

Unlike many graffiti names, there wasn't a hidden meaning or elaborate backstory waiting behind it.

"I was leaving school one day when someone handed me a flyer for a youth party called Soul Train. Around the same time, I was playing Getting Up on PlayStation, where the main character's name is Trane. I didn't want people thinking I'd copied the game, so I dropped the 'Train' and kept 'Soul'."

Two decades later, nothing has changed.

"I've been Soul ever since."

Although he was born in Torrejón de Ardoz, Soul grew up between Torrejón and Moratalaz. Ask him which place feels like home, though, and the answer comes almost immediately.

"Moratalaz. Always."

Like so many stories from that generation, graffiti became the doorway into everything else. Painting walls naturally led to hip-hop, hip-hop led to rap, rap led to films, and before long there was another place occupying his imagination.

"It all started with the music. Music and movies."

Long before he ever visited New York, the city already existed in his head. Growing up in the early 2000s, it represented something much bigger than a destination. It was where the culture came from, where the records he listened to were made, where the stories he watched on screen unfolded.

"It always felt like the place where everything happened. The city of opportunity."

Listening almost exclusively to East Coast rap only deepened that fascination.

"For me, the greatest rappers have always come from the East Coast."

Photography didn't arrive through a carefully mapped-out career path. If anything, it slowly worked its way into his life while he was focused on entirely different things.

At the time, Soul was trying to balance school, athletics and a job at Foot Locker, squeezing as much as he could into every day until eventually something had to give.

"I was training early in the morning, going to school afterward, then working at Foot Locker. There just weren't enough hours in the day."

Leaving school wasn't part of some master plan. It was simply the decision that made the most sense at the time. He continued training, kept working and started taking photography jobs whenever they appeared. Looking back now, the timing couldn't have been more perfect.

Sneaker culture was entering one of its defining moments.

"Supreme. Jordan 1s. Yeezys... it all happened at once."

Working in retail naturally pulled him closer to footwear, but it was never about chasing hype.

"I never liked the reselling side of it. I hated missing out on a pair because someone bought a hundred of them. The hustle is the hustle, I understand that. But it always pissed me off. What I loved was finally getting the shoe and taking pictures of it."

Like most people photographing sneakers back then, his early work revolved around on-foot shots. Over time, though, both the industry and his own eye evolved.

"I think sneakers are more beautiful when you treat them like objects. The lighting matters. The laces matter. Every little detail matters."

Rather than documenting a sneaker, he began building an image around it. Less about showing the product, more about giving it presence.

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There was a time when football boots belonged to one world, and running shoes to another. One was built for ninety minutes under floodlights. The other for miles on asphalt. Their purposes were clear, their audiences distinct, and the line between sport and everyday life remained firmly intact. Today, those boundaries have all but disappeared. The Nike T90 Shox is perhaps the clearest expression of that shift. Rather than resurrecting a football icon as a faithful reproduction, Nike has created something entirely new. The unmistakable DNA of the legendary Total 90; the asymmetrical lacing, quilted forefoot, and unapologetically early-2000s silhouette -returns not as a boot, but fused with one of the brand's most recognizable cushioning systems. Football heritage meets Shox technology, producing a hybrid that feels equally indebted to the tunnel walk and the pavement outside the stadium. It is a product that could only exist today. The original Total 90 was never subtle. Worn by some of the game's defining figures, it represented an era when football embraced boldness. Oversized branding, metallic finishes, bright colour palettes, and unapologetic confidence defined the early 2000s. Performance came first, but personality was never far behind. That same confidence now finds a second life beyond the touchline. Over the last decade, football has quietly become one of fashion's most influential languages. Shirts have replaced graphic tees. Scarves have become everyday accessories. Terrace culture has informed luxury collections. What once existed solely within stadium walls now shapes how an entire generation dresses. The T90 Shox arrives as a natural continuation of that story. Its football references remain intact, but its purpose has evolved. The pitch becomes inspiration rather than destination. Paired with relaxed tailoring, washed denim, or technical outerwear, the silhouette feels less like sports equipment and more like an expression of where contemporary culture finds itself today. There is also something refreshingly honest about its design. Nike hasn't attempted to disguise the shoe's origins. If anything, it amplifies them. The asymmetrical construction remains unmistakable. The proportions stay unapologetically nostalgic. And beneath it all, the unmistakable Shox columns remind us that this is not a retro release, but a conversation between two defining moments in Nike's history. Performance and lifestyle. Football and running. Archive and future. Perhaps that is why the T90 Shox feels so relevant. Not because it asks us to relive the past, but because it acknowledges that football's influence no longer ends when the final whistle blows. The game continues long after full time.

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Beyond the Streets Paris More than an exhibition. A living archive of the culture.

Beyond the Streets Paris More than an exhibitio...

Walking through the endless halls of Beyond The Streets Paris feels less like visiting a museum and more like moving through the collective memory of a culture that has spent decades refusing to be confined. Graffiti, photography, music, fashion, skateboarding and hip-hop don't appear as separate disciplines here, they coexist exactly as they always have in the real world. This is not an exhibition about street culture. It is street culture. What immediately becomes apparent is the absence of hierarchy. A freight train photographed in the early 1980s carries the same weight as a contemporary installation. A handstyle commands as much attention as a gallery-sized canvas. The exhibition understands something that institutions have only recently begun to appreciate: graffiti was never simply painting. It was language. Identity. Competition. Community. Few embody that evolution better than the artists of MSK. For decades, Risk has remained one of the defining figures in American graffiti, proving that letterforms can evolve without ever abandoning their roots. His transition from freight trains and freeways to monumental canvases never feels like a departure. Instead, it demonstrates that graffiti's vocabulary is capable of existing in any environment without losing its authenticity. Alongside him, Revok continues to redefine what abstraction can look like when it emerges from the discipline of writing. Beneath every layered composition remains the instinct of someone who understands walls before galleries. His work carries an energy that feels impossible to replicate through formal training alone. It has been lived before it has been painted. Beyond the artists themselves, the exhibition reminds visitors that graffiti has always relied on those willing to document it. Without photographers, much of the culture would have disappeared long before social media or digital archives ever existed. Few names resonate more deeply than Martha Cooper and Henry Chalfant. Their photographs have become foundational documents, preserving a movement that was never intended to last. Subway cars disappeared. Walls were buffed. Pieces faded beneath weather and time. Yet through their lenses, entire generations can still experience those moments exactly as they happened. Their work doesn't simply record graffiti: it legitimises its history. The same can be said for Maï Lucas, whose photography captures the intimacy surrounding the culture as much as the action itself. The portraits, the environments, the quieter moments between painting, all contribute to a broader understanding of what this community has always represented. Elsewhere, Estevan Oriol reminds us that graffiti never existed in isolation. His photography documents Los Angeles not through spectacle, but through honesty. Writers, tattoo artists, musicians, lowriders and neighborhood life become part of the same visual language. Looking through his work, it becomes impossible to separate hip-hop from graffiti, or graffiti from the communities that shaped it in the first place. One of the exhibition's strongest moments arrives through fashion. Curated with extraordinary care by Driss (from Maison Mere in Marseille), the archive of original hip-hop garments serves as a reminder that clothing has always communicated belonging long before luxury brands embraced streetwear. Vintage jackets, jerseys, tracksuits and rare pieces tell the story of a generation whose uniforms were built from necessity, creativity and identity: not marketing campaigns. It feels less like looking at clothes than reading a timeline. Then there are the moments that quietly steal the show. A reconstruction inspired by the Paris Catacombs transforms one of the city's most mythical painting locations into an immersive experience. For decades, the underground labyrinth has represented one of graffiti's most legendary canvases—hidden from the public yet deeply embedded within the mythology of European writing. Bringing that atmosphere above ground without reducing it to spectacle is no small achievement. Throughout the exhibition, that balance remains remarkably consistent. Nothing feels over-explained. Nothing feels sanitised. The imperfections remain. The scratches, the photographs, the sketches, the clothing, the trains, the voices—they all coexist with the same rawness that made the culture compelling in the first place. Perhaps that is what Beyond the Streets achieves better than anything else. Rather than asking whether graffiti belongs inside museums, it quietly demonstrates that it always belonged within the broader story of contemporary culture. Not because institutions finally decided to recognise it. But because the people who built it never stopped believing in its value. The walls may have changed. The message never did.

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Beyond the Streets Paris More than an exhibitio...

Walking through the endless halls of Beyond The Streets Paris feels less like visiting a museum and more like moving through the collective memory of a culture that has spent decades refusing to be confined. Graffiti, photography, music, fashion, skateboarding and hip-hop don't appear as separate disciplines here, they coexist exactly as they always have in the real world. This is not an exhibition about street culture. It is street culture. What immediately becomes apparent is the absence of hierarchy. A freight train photographed in the early 1980s carries the same weight as a contemporary installation. A handstyle commands as much attention as a gallery-sized canvas. The exhibition understands something that institutions have only recently begun to appreciate: graffiti was never simply painting. It was language. Identity. Competition. Community. Few embody that evolution better than the artists of MSK. For decades, Risk has remained one of the defining figures in American graffiti, proving that letterforms can evolve without ever abandoning their roots. His transition from freight trains and freeways to monumental canvases never feels like a departure. Instead, it demonstrates that graffiti's vocabulary is capable of existing in any environment without losing its authenticity. Alongside him, Revok continues to redefine what abstraction can look like when it emerges from the discipline of writing. Beneath every layered composition remains the instinct of someone who understands walls before galleries. His work carries an energy that feels impossible to replicate through formal training alone. It has been lived before it has been painted. Beyond the artists themselves, the exhibition reminds visitors that graffiti has always relied on those willing to document it. Without photographers, much of the culture would have disappeared long before social media or digital archives ever existed. Few names resonate more deeply than Martha Cooper and Henry Chalfant. Their photographs have become foundational documents, preserving a movement that was never intended to last. Subway cars disappeared. Walls were buffed. Pieces faded beneath weather and time. Yet through their lenses, entire generations can still experience those moments exactly as they happened. Their work doesn't simply record graffiti: it legitimises its history. The same can be said for Maï Lucas, whose photography captures the intimacy surrounding the culture as much as the action itself. The portraits, the environments, the quieter moments between painting, all contribute to a broader understanding of what this community has always represented. Elsewhere, Estevan Oriol reminds us that graffiti never existed in isolation. His photography documents Los Angeles not through spectacle, but through honesty. Writers, tattoo artists, musicians, lowriders and neighborhood life become part of the same visual language. Looking through his work, it becomes impossible to separate hip-hop from graffiti, or graffiti from the communities that shaped it in the first place. One of the exhibition's strongest moments arrives through fashion. Curated with extraordinary care by Driss (from Maison Mere in Marseille), the archive of original hip-hop garments serves as a reminder that clothing has always communicated belonging long before luxury brands embraced streetwear. Vintage jackets, jerseys, tracksuits and rare pieces tell the story of a generation whose uniforms were built from necessity, creativity and identity: not marketing campaigns. It feels less like looking at clothes than reading a timeline. Then there are the moments that quietly steal the show. A reconstruction inspired by the Paris Catacombs transforms one of the city's most mythical painting locations into an immersive experience. For decades, the underground labyrinth has represented one of graffiti's most legendary canvases—hidden from the public yet deeply embedded within the mythology of European writing. Bringing that atmosphere above ground without reducing it to spectacle is no small achievement. Throughout the exhibition, that balance remains remarkably consistent. Nothing feels over-explained. Nothing feels sanitised. The imperfections remain. The scratches, the photographs, the sketches, the clothing, the trains, the voices—they all coexist with the same rawness that made the culture compelling in the first place. Perhaps that is what Beyond the Streets achieves better than anything else. Rather than asking whether graffiti belongs inside museums, it quietly demonstrates that it always belonged within the broader story of contemporary culture. Not because institutions finally decided to recognise it. But because the people who built it never stopped believing in its value. The walls may have changed. The message never did.

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Still Loyal: The relationships that deserve to last

Still Loyal: The relationships that deserve to ...

Loyalty has become an increasingly scarce currency. We live in a world that celebrates the next thing. The next drop. The next collaboration. The next algorithm telling us where our attention should go. Switching has become second nature. Remaining has become the exception. Yet the strongest relationships are rarely built overnight. They are built through repetition. Through trust. Through returning. That is precisely why Saucony's Still Loyal campaign feels so timely. The ProGrid Ride 1 isn't simply returning because archive footwear is fashionable once again. It returns because some products earn their place over time. They don't demand attention. They quietly become part of people's lives, proving their worth every single day until loyalty becomes instinctive. When we began thinking about how to tell that story, the obvious routes immediately presented themselves. We could have spoken about our own loyalty to the industry. Eleven years of believing in culture before it became convenient. We could have celebrated the brands and partners who have trusted Noirfonce along the way, or reflected on the people who have been part of our journey since day one. All of those stories would have been true. But they also would have been expected. Instead, we looked somewhere much closer to home: The barber. Few relationships are built on trust quite like the one between a person and the individual who has been cutting their hair for years. You don't simply walk into any chair. You return to the one that already understands you. Conversations evolve. Milestones are shared. Life happens between appointments. What begins as a service slowly becomes ritual. Being loyal to your barber isn't questioned. It's understood. That is why partnering with Docklands felt inevitable. Like Noirfonce, Docklands believes that details matter. Craft matters. Experience matters. Neither of us simply sells a product. We create something designed to make people feel better when they walk back out into the world. Whether that confidence comes from a fresh haircut or a well-designed pair of sneakers is almost beside the point. The feeling is what remains. Together, we wanted to celebrate loyalty through a lens that everyone could recognize. Not through nostalgia, but through everyday rituals that quietly shape our lives without demanding attention. Because perhaps loyalty doesn't need dramatic declarations. Perhaps it simply looks like returning. Returning to the same barber. Returning to the same community. Returning to the same people who have consistently shown up. And sometimes, returning to the same shoe. The Saucony ProGrid Ride 1 reminds us that the products worth remembering are often the ones we never truly leave behind. Much like the people we trust, they become woven into our routines, proving that longevity will always matter more than novelty. In a culture obsessed with what's next, Still Loyal feels less like a campaign and more like a quiet reminder. Some things are worth staying with.

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Still Loyal: The relationships that deserve to ...

Loyalty has become an increasingly scarce currency. We live in a world that celebrates the next thing. The next drop. The next collaboration. The next algorithm telling us where our attention should go. Switching has become second nature. Remaining has become the exception. Yet the strongest relationships are rarely built overnight. They are built through repetition. Through trust. Through returning. That is precisely why Saucony's Still Loyal campaign feels so timely. The ProGrid Ride 1 isn't simply returning because archive footwear is fashionable once again. It returns because some products earn their place over time. They don't demand attention. They quietly become part of people's lives, proving their worth every single day until loyalty becomes instinctive. When we began thinking about how to tell that story, the obvious routes immediately presented themselves. We could have spoken about our own loyalty to the industry. Eleven years of believing in culture before it became convenient. We could have celebrated the brands and partners who have trusted Noirfonce along the way, or reflected on the people who have been part of our journey since day one. All of those stories would have been true. But they also would have been expected. Instead, we looked somewhere much closer to home: The barber. Few relationships are built on trust quite like the one between a person and the individual who has been cutting their hair for years. You don't simply walk into any chair. You return to the one that already understands you. Conversations evolve. Milestones are shared. Life happens between appointments. What begins as a service slowly becomes ritual. Being loyal to your barber isn't questioned. It's understood. That is why partnering with Docklands felt inevitable. Like Noirfonce, Docklands believes that details matter. Craft matters. Experience matters. Neither of us simply sells a product. We create something designed to make people feel better when they walk back out into the world. Whether that confidence comes from a fresh haircut or a well-designed pair of sneakers is almost beside the point. The feeling is what remains. Together, we wanted to celebrate loyalty through a lens that everyone could recognize. Not through nostalgia, but through everyday rituals that quietly shape our lives without demanding attention. Because perhaps loyalty doesn't need dramatic declarations. Perhaps it simply looks like returning. Returning to the same barber. Returning to the same community. Returning to the same people who have consistently shown up. And sometimes, returning to the same shoe. The Saucony ProGrid Ride 1 reminds us that the products worth remembering are often the ones we never truly leave behind. Much like the people we trust, they become woven into our routines, proving that longevity will always matter more than novelty. In a culture obsessed with what's next, Still Loyal feels less like a campaign and more like a quiet reminder. Some things are worth staying with.

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Fête de la Musique 2026: When Paris Became the Dancefloor

Fête de la Musique 2026: When Paris Became the ...

Some cities host festivals. Paris becomes one. Every June 21st, the French capital rewrites its own rules. Streets close. Sidewalks disappear beneath crowds. Music escapes venues and spills into every square, boulevard, café and hidden courtyard. There is no single stage because the city itself becomes one. Fête de la Musique has always been about democratizing music, but in 2026, under relentless summer heat, it felt bigger, louder, and more alive than ever. This wasn't simply another edition. It was a reminder that the strongest cultural moments rarely happen behind ticket barriers. They happen when thousands of people move through a city with no agenda other than following the next sound system. Among the countless moments that defined the day, Big Shot Coffee delivered one of the most thoughtful. Celebrating the Philippines through an exclusive capsule created alongside La Pmilya, the activation blended food, design and community into something that felt deeply authentic. Rather than borrowing from culture, it created space for it, proving once again that the strongest collaborations begin with people. A few streets away, Patta transformed its corner of Paris into another pilgrimage. Partnering with Marshall, the Amsterdam label hosted a block party that perfectly captured what both brands do best: bringing communities together through music. The soundtrack never stopped. Neither did the crowd. Elsewhere, Sonny's Pizza quietly assembled one of the day's strongest lineups. With performances from Trash Talk alongside an eclectic mix of artists spanning genres and generations, the tiny venue became one of those places where you arrived for a slice and stayed for hours. The kind of event that reminds you why independent spaces remain the backbone of every great cultural city. Perhaps that is what makes Fête de la Musique so special. It isn't about one headline act. It isn't about one neighborhood. It isn't even about music alone. It is about allowing an entire city to become a shared experience. Under scorching temperatures, with sweat replacing small talk and strangers dancing together long after sunset, Paris once again reminded the world that culture is at its strongest when it belongs to everyone. For one unforgettable day, every street became a stage. Every corner held another discovery. And the city danced as one. Peep some of our favorite pics below. 

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Fête de la Musique 2026: When Paris Became the ...

Some cities host festivals. Paris becomes one. Every June 21st, the French capital rewrites its own rules. Streets close. Sidewalks disappear beneath crowds. Music escapes venues and spills into every square, boulevard, café and hidden courtyard. There is no single stage because the city itself becomes one. Fête de la Musique has always been about democratizing music, but in 2026, under relentless summer heat, it felt bigger, louder, and more alive than ever. This wasn't simply another edition. It was a reminder that the strongest cultural moments rarely happen behind ticket barriers. They happen when thousands of people move through a city with no agenda other than following the next sound system. Among the countless moments that defined the day, Big Shot Coffee delivered one of the most thoughtful. Celebrating the Philippines through an exclusive capsule created alongside La Pmilya, the activation blended food, design and community into something that felt deeply authentic. Rather than borrowing from culture, it created space for it, proving once again that the strongest collaborations begin with people. A few streets away, Patta transformed its corner of Paris into another pilgrimage. Partnering with Marshall, the Amsterdam label hosted a block party that perfectly captured what both brands do best: bringing communities together through music. The soundtrack never stopped. Neither did the crowd. Elsewhere, Sonny's Pizza quietly assembled one of the day's strongest lineups. With performances from Trash Talk alongside an eclectic mix of artists spanning genres and generations, the tiny venue became one of those places where you arrived for a slice and stayed for hours. The kind of event that reminds you why independent spaces remain the backbone of every great cultural city. Perhaps that is what makes Fête de la Musique so special. It isn't about one headline act. It isn't about one neighborhood. It isn't even about music alone. It is about allowing an entire city to become a shared experience. Under scorching temperatures, with sweat replacing small talk and strangers dancing together long after sunset, Paris once again reminded the world that culture is at its strongest when it belongs to everyone. For one unforgettable day, every street became a stage. Every corner held another discovery. And the city danced as one. Peep some of our favorite pics below. 

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