[ intro instrumental ]
life is like a holliday, 
if you feel it all this way, 
someone ask you what's the time, 
answer fly somewhere far from your mind,

don't care about hours an days
[ bridge]
months and years pass by, 
[ bridge] [ drop ]
and you just stay

life is like a movie where you took a hero's part, saving the world?  it means nothing
your role is here and you keep that part

[ instrumental intermezzo ]

no fears, no tears, no worries
your heart is beating 
your eyes are open
full breath oxygen flows
and you  feel you'r alive again
[ bridge]
you are strong 
[ bridge ]
and ready now.

life is like a holliday, if you feel it all this way, someone ask you what's the time, 
answer fly somwhere far from your mind,
[ bridge]
don't care about hours an days
[bridge]
months and years pass by, 
and you just stay

[ outro ]

No fears -no worries, do not care about months and days.

"how to pretend" is an 6 track ep, which we put together in memory of a friend, who took her life. how to pretend, refers to the feeling of having to pretend you're something you're not. hopefully, you relate.

hopeless

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Chillwave, Jangle Pop, Indie, Alternative

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dreams are fried and layered with angels

This new indie album is my way of capturing the feeling of autumn nights, quiet rooms, and the strange beauty of being close to someone while the world fades outside. The songs are minimal in words but heavy in mood — sweaters, rain, shadows, and light all becoming part of the story. It’s melancholic but also cosy, a blend of intimacy and distance, memory and desire. These tracks live somewhere between Fleetwood Mac’s mysticism, Beach House synths and the hazy trance of indie and dream-pop.

Cold Hands

Carry me home tonight

Bored in the room

October

Lyrics: 
A simple moon ray
Lit up my room
A fragile whisper
Dissolved the gloom
The steady thumping of my heart
Made me wonder why you never came back

Why do you make it seem so easy
To break the oaths, to shatter the glass
I can’t accept the anatomy of absence
I still sense your skin almost all the time

I stare at the abyss of the night sky
I see us in a vision, the remnants of your touch

In the gravity of your absence, I drift through the void
Dark matter thoughts where the light is destroyed
And I lay here… love deployed.

Come on, don’t leave me with my cryptic parables
It can’t be so easy to live your life as if I was never yours
I’m here, trying to poetize this burning feeling
To romanticize what’s fleeting
To make some sense of why you’d go

One moment you believed it, the next you were leaving
You left me feeling small, so pathetic
All I have is to cling to some dignity
By telling this story like it’s prophetic…

In the gravity of your absence, I drift through the void
Dark matter thoughts where the light is destroyed…

All I want to say is I hate that you’re gone
And I loathe that you forgot
And I hope that you regret it,
That your heart can’t forget it,
When my shadow appears, may you endlessly dread it

Lyrics, production, covert art: Adriana Lazcano

all I want to say..

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Chillwave, Neo-Psychedelica, Bedroom Pop, Jangle Pop, Indie Rock, Sophisti-Pop, Alternative

all vapours fade

This is the remastered version of "Two of us" album. A soft, indie pop-rock album that perfectly captures cozy, relaxed autumn vibes. It’s a melancholic yet intimate collection of songs, painting a soundscape of quiet rooms, falling rain, and hazy light—ideal for reflective evenings.

Can we talk all night long (Remastered)

Just what it says: new dream pop tracks for easy listening

Please Come Home

MUSIC MADE IN CANADA: Music has been a large part of my life since my teen years when I started playing guitar. Used to play popular pop and country songs in bars, songs written by other artists but for past couple decades have focused entirely on writing and producing my own songs across a number of genres: pop, country, blues, and more recently dream pop and what I'm calling whiskey blues dream pop, a style that merges the two and that seems complimentary to my ear. I believe each style can sound good and give people pleasure: that's my goal in writing. Now I produce sounds featuring both male and female vocals as the lyrics dictate; variety is the spice of...well, you know. Thanks for listening.

Please Come Home

Dream Pop Productions