THE LONELIEST

Beautiful Things

Proud to announce my first LIVE shows! Tickets are on-sale now:
1/14 - The Roxy, LA:  SOLD OUT
1/20 - Bowery Ballroom, NY:  http://bit.ly/gryffinbowery

I'm very proud and excited to present my official remix of Tove Lo's "Talking Body." On this one I wanted to create an uplifting, lively, and fun vibe to complement Tove's sweet and delicate vocals. I hope you guys like this one!

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Tove Lo - Talking Body (Gryffin Remix)

At the depths of my darkness and pain, I thought I would find despair and heartbreak. But instead, I discovered a will to rise again, a desire to seek out companions, and an intense longing to remain a fragment of light, no matter how deep the darkness became.

We are Lenablish, a Montréal-based band blending rock, alternative, and experimental sounds. Through our album, “Le n’a Blish,” we aim to give voice to the deepest and darkest emotions of human existence. This album is not just music; it is a raw and honest expression of our struggle to find hope amid overwhelming pain, anger, and loss. Each track is like a chaotic outcry from within, a revelation of painful truths that few dare to speak.

We don’t always know what kind of music we’re creating, but we make it our way. We create what we want to hear, and we say the things we want to say. We are the geniuses who know that you shouldn’t wet the bed, yet still fumble through life. We write songs and raps, craft poems and literature, and paint pictures we don’t know how to draw, yet love deeply. We are filled with rage, but our hearts are full of love. We’ve been hated, but found comfort in it. We realized too late that giving up was never an option, and we rose again from that realization. We’ve learned that memories are the sum of all the sad, painful, joyful, longing, angry, frustrating, regretful, and beautiful moments that shape us.

Standing here, uneducated, unknown, and never fully understood, we sing the song that life has given us. It doesn’t matter if we are construction workers, mathematicians, painters, delusional dreamers, figments of imagination, or angels. What matters is that we sing the song meant for us because it is our truth, our struggle, and our existence.

It doesn’t matter who we are—whether we’re messed-up, fake, or foolish—we will sing the song given to us. If the world allows us even the smallest crack, we will fill it with our voice. We sing not because we are perfect, but because we have to—because it is the song we were given.

12. Who Made Us

10. Stand My Ground

07. The First Light Of The Fifth Day

05. Arrogance And Criticism, Curses And Hatred

At the depths of my darkness and pain, I thought I would find despair and heartbreak. But instead, I discovered a will to rise again, a desire to seek out companions, and an intense longing to remain a fragment of light, no matter how deep the darkness became.

We are Lenablish, a Montréal-based band blending rock, alternative, and experimental sounds. Through our album, “Le n’a Blish ,” we aim to give voice to the deepest and darkest emotions of human existence. This album is not just music; it is a raw and honest expression of our struggle to find hope amid overwhelming pain, anger, and loss. Each track is like a chaotic outcry from within, a revelation of painful truths that few dare to speak.

We don’t always know what kind of music we’re creating, but we make it our way. We create what we want to hear, and we say the things we want to say. We are the geniuses who know that you shouldn’t wet the bed, yet still fumble through life. We write songs and raps, craft poems and literature, and paint pictures we don’t know how to draw, yet love deeply. We are filled with rage, but our hearts are full of love. We’ve been hated, but found comfort in it. We realized too late that giving up was never an option, and we rose again from that realization. We’ve learned that memories are the sum of all the sad, painful, joyful, longing, angry, frustrating, regretful, and beautiful moments that shape us.

Standing here, uneducated, unknown, and never fully understood, we sing the song that life has given us. It doesn’t matter if we are construction workers, mathematicians, painters, delusional dreamers, figments of imagination, or angels. What matters is that we sing the song meant for us because it is our truth, our struggle, and our existence.

It doesn’t matter who we are—whether we’re messed-up, fake, or foolish—we will sing the song given to us. If the world allows us even the smallest crack, we will fill it with our voice. We sing not because we are perfect, but because we have to—because it is the song we were given.

04. Letters Of The Seer

J’ai grandi between two langues
Un pied in each culture
Neither here nor there
Je trace my own aventure


I’m Montréal, je suis Québec
Canadian to the bone, you know what I mean?
No boxes, pas d’étiquettes pour moi
In this mix, je build ma vie

J’love l’anglais, j’adore le français
Franglais on my lips, c’est ma façon d’être
Citizen du monde mais d’ici avant tout
It’s my strength, pas un fardeau


Måneskin flex leur fierté italienne
Moi, je rock mon cœur canadien
Not French, not English, pas américain
Montréalais, québécois, that’s my thing


J’ai learned la liberté, la paix
Cooperation, living together
Why me define avec des mots simples?
Ma life est way more ample


I’m Montréal, je suis Québec
Canadian to the bone, you know what I mean?
No boxes, pas d’étiquettes pour moi
In this mix, je build ma vie

J’love l’anglais, j’adore le français
Franglais on my lips, c’est ma façon d’être
Citizen du monde mais d’ici avant tout
It’s my strength, pas un fardeau


J’aime Montréal, I love Québec
Canada’s my home, Earth’s where I stay
Can’t hug the planet
Mais mon love est real

Mon identity’s not a question
De France ou England, tu vois?
Je suis Montréal, I am myself
Et j’aime who I am

Dans cet in-between, je bloom
C’est ma force, my symphony
J’aime le monde, I love you too
C’est ma song, c’est ma life

Montréal, Ma Life

"Breathe on the Mirror" is a hauntingly beautiful reflection on loss, memory, and the indelible marks left behind by someone deeply loved. This song captures the essence of longing and the struggle to hold onto the remnants of a relationship that once filled every corner of the narrator's life. Through delicate lyrics and evocative imagery, the song explores the bittersweet pain of remembering a love that lingers in every breath, yet fades with each passing day. The refrain, "You still exist in the warmth of my sighs," echoes the enduring presence of a love that refuses to be forgotten, even as it slips further into the past.

Breathe on the mirror

Breathe On The Mirror

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We don’t always know what kind of music we’re creating, but we make it our way. We create what we want to hear, and we say the things we want to say.

We are the geniuses who know that you shouldn’t wet the bed, yet still fumble through life. We create songs and raps, writing poems and literature, painting pictures we don’t know how to draw, yet love deeply. We are filled with rage, but our hearts are full of love. We’ve been hated, but we found comfort in that. We realized too late that giving up was never an option, and we rose again from that realization. We’ve learned that memories are the sum of all the sad, painful, joyful, longing, angry, frustrating, regretful, and beautiful moments that shape us.

We are Lenablish, a Montréal-based band blending rock, alternative, and experimental sounds. We draw inspiration from literature and art, with a deep love for the world and everything in it.

We stand here, uneducated, unknown, and never fully understood, yet we sing the song that life has given us. It doesn’t matter if I’m a construction worker, a mathematician, a painter, a delusional dreamer, a figment of imagination, or an angel. What matters is that I sing the song that was meant for me because it is my truth, my struggle, and my existence.

It doesn’t matter who we are—whether we’re messed-up, fake, or foolish—we will sing the song that was given to us. If the world allows us even the smallest crack, we will fill it with our voice. We sing not because we are perfect, but because we have to—because it is the song we were given.

04. Letters Of The Seer

Lenablish

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