Personal details
- Birth Date: 1983-10-07
- Height: 6′ 2″ (1.88 m)
- Birth Location: Los Angeles, California, USA
- Professions: Composer, Actor, Music Department
Flying Lotus, real name Steven Ellison, dropped into the world on October 7, 1983, right in the heart of Los Angeles. This guy, honestly, he’s not just your run-of-the-mill composer—he’s got his fingerprints all over some of the weirdest, wildest, and most inventive corners of film and music in recent years. Like, if you’ve ever caught Ash (set for 2025, which people are already buzzing about), or the bonkers horror anthology V/H/S/99, or that fever dream of a film Kuso from 2017, you’ve already seen the kind of chaotic magic he can cook up. People know him for his music, sure—his beats are like someone took jazz, hip hop, and a spaceship, threw them into a blender, and just let it rip. But he’s also stepped into the worlds of acting and directing, and you can totally feel his vibe in everything he touches. There’s just something offbeat and slightly unhinged about his projects, like he’s trying to crack open your brain and pour in a little bit of his own madness. Growing up in LA, with a family tree loaded with jazz royalty (Alice Coltrane was his great aunt, by the way—no big deal), it’s no wonder his sound and style are so out there. He’s carved out a space for himself where nothing is too experimental, nothing’s too strange. For fans of the unexpected, Flying Lotus is basically a creative jackpot.
refrence content nBet you didn’t know: he’s actually John Coltrane’s great-nephew. That jazz legend blood runs deep. It’s almost wild to think about—imagine the family reunions. You’ve got this guy, probably with some serious musical chops, and then the ghost of Coltrane looming large in the background. No pressure, right? People love to drop this fact when talking about him, like it’s some secret ingredient in his career. Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t, but there’s no denying the Coltrane name turns heads. You can’t really escape that kind of legacy, not that you’d even want to. It’s the sort of thing that follows you around, showing up in interviews and bios, whether you asked for it or not. And honestly, who wouldn’t want to brag about it, just a little?
Man, there’s something wild about playing music, you know? You start off clumsy, fumbling around, but then suddenly you’re just… gone. It’s like your fingers take over, moving on their own, and you’re just there for the ride. No wonder musicians end up getting all spiritual about it—because honestly, it feels like something bigger’s flowing through you. Some people call it God, others just call it the zone, whatever. You watch yourself play and it’s like, “Dang, that’s not even me anymore.” The music’s just using you as a vessel or something. It’s trippy. I totally get why the greats talk about faith or destiny, because when you’re in that state, it really does feel like you’re tapping into something cosmic. It’s less about control and more about letting go and watching magic happen right under your own hands.
October 7, 1983
6′ 2″ (1.88 m)
Konidela Ram Charan
Los Angeles, California, USA
41 years old