For this song I used a brief recording from 13 years ago, when I was trying to play the keyboard. I added the vocals and a fairly atmospheric guitar. In some way, it means a change of style compared to my previous songs. Of course, I'm still me, with my limitations.

My Darkest Hour

"AERIS" is a hazy, emotional electronica piece that weaves lo-fi textures with ambient cinematics. At approximately 78 BPM, it flows with soft grain, delayed pads, and analog warmth. Capturing the sound of drifting memory through neon-lit silence.

Built without heavy percussion, the piece relies on slowly evolving atmospheres and subtle glitch washes, evoking a reflective dreamstate.

Best experienced during late hours, preferably with headphones and solitude.

Genre: Ambient Electronica / Post-Lo-fi / Granular Dreamscape
Mood: Nostalgic / Lucid / Synthetic / Immersive

AERIS

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Lyrics:
Are there far and dark countries teeming
I have to see
Life's too dull, I wait patiently

I'm slipping past and stealing where I can
Stealing as much as I can stand
Cannot be cold, cannot be buzzing all the time
Life's dull strain, looking for a hill to climb

Every line and shape perfectly defined
Every color detailed and brilliant
Life's too dull, even the great can't live with it

Mirage music and poetry and letters
Language we love to say
Life's too dull, and gets in the way

Sylph male circling me, come together when I breathe
Life's too dull, that's what we achieve

Nothing has started, nothing has come through
I'd like to stay after school
I don't even know what it is I've held on to
Life's dull strain, what do I want to do

I treat you like you're in short supply
Life's too dull, I can't imagine why

The mother's sins have won
Life's too dull, we've barely just begun

Arms crossed at wrist, held tight
Shadow of a dove
Flies across the beam moonlight
Casting on the wall
Life's too dull, it's not a dove at all

Baseball and stadium
The summer scorching heat
Life's too dull, and incomplete

There are too many questions
But I don't want answers, I just want to feel
Life's too dull, form of a habitrail wheel

Pesticide perpetrators at beck and call
Herding unique tales to a cliff to fall
But then I don't want to sparkle
Or have the gold wash over the aerial
I'd rather be blank and small
Life's too dull, since I grasp the sprawl
I'd rather be blank and small

Mirage music and poetry and letters
Language we love to say
Life's too dull, let's be on our way

               April 15, 2025


Life's Too Dull

Flowers

Phil Strangeways

Original composition by Neno J., september 2025.

First step (For Noah)

WHeN UR LiFe $eeMS UNBEARABLE & OuTTa CoNTRoL. . . We Mu$t Do ouR Be$t 2 ' TRuSt THe PRoCeSS. ' ☆☆☆ 

#LFG #LETSGO #LETITGO #LEGGO #REAL #RAW #RELEASE #2025 #EMARIE #TRUSTTHEPROCESS #BEENTIME

TRuSt THe PRoCeSS.

In every culture, there is this disturbing and frightening character that parents readily use to encourage their children to behave. But if he appears in your dreams, above all, do not answer him or follow him, otherwise it will be at your own risk. And never forget that we all have a guardian angel watching over us. So there is hope. / Dans toutes les cultures, il y a ce personnage inquiétant, et effrayant que les parents utilisent volontiers pour inciter leurs enfants à rester sage. Mais s'il apparait lors de vos songes, surtout ne lui répondez pas, ne le suivez pas, sinon c'est à vos risques et périls. Et n'oubliez jamais que nous avons tous un ange gardien pour veiller sur nous. Donc l'espoir est là

The Bogeyman

Remixes

Very Sharky (Remix)

WELL I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING MYSELF TO KEEP COOL
YES I’M TALKING TO MYSELF YOU STOP ACTING LIKE A FOOL                          
I’M A ROCKER I’M A ROLLER SOMEWHERE OUT THERE MY HEART IS LOCKED IN A LOCKER 
I NEED A SHELTER I NEED A SISTER BUT ALL I HAVE IS NO ONE AS A FLOATER

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING MYSELF TO KEEP COOL YEAH
YES I’M TALKING TO MYSELF SITTING NEXT TO SITTING BULL
COS AND I’M A LOVER NOT A FIGHTER TO ME THIS WORLD IS MUCH TOO MUCH A ROLLER COASTER
I NEED NO BOTHER I NEED A BROTHER
OR ANYONE TO LEND A HAND IT DOESN’T MATTER

TALKING TO MYSELF

AND I’M A CHOOSER NOT A BEGGAR THIN ICE BROKEN GLASS I’M A DANCER
AND I’M A LOSER NOT A WINNER LOOKING UP HIGH FROM DOWN IN THE GUTTER

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING ME JOHNNY BE GOOD
YES I AM TALKING TO MYSELF JUST LIKE YOU KNOW YOUR MOTHER SHOULD
BUT I’M A JOKER I’M A SUCKER I AM MY OWN SELF-MADE TROUBLE MAKER
I GO MEANDER UNDER THE WEATHER LOOKING FOR ONE SWEET SMOOTH OPERATOR 

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF TELLING MYSELF TO LET GO
LET GO!



TALKING TO MYSELF (Lyrics)

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