Blue a kiss is blue, and silky in the sonics. A typical love & heartbreak EP from yours truly. Heavy inspiration from Chiiild, Lil yachts Lets start here album, and many more. 

Days when you were mine

Undressed (Remastered)

Dress on the floor (Remastered)

The Indie Pea – Electric Bloom

With Electric Bloom, The Indie Pea unveil their most vibrant single yet — a radiant showcase of growth in both songwriting and composition.

From the very first notes, it's clear: this is a band hitting its creative stride. The signature elements are all here — blooming piano, sweeping strings, soaring vocals, glistening guitars — but this time, everything breathes wider and shines brighter. There’s a clarity and freshness to Electric Bloom that feels like a new season breaking through.

Campbell Anderson’s vocals float effortlessly above layered arrangements that are both intricate and immediate — like a kite held aloft by a storm of melody. It’s a sound that’s lush, considered, and undeniably alive.

As the third release from their upcoming EP (due October 17), Electric Bloom cements The Indie Pea as one of the most exciting acts in indie orchestral pop today. Grand yet grounded, this is music that blooms in every sense of the word.

The Indie Pea - Electric Bloom

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Sophisti-Pop, Indie Soul, Indie, Alternative

it makes me laugh, but i don’t think it’s funny.

giving you what you want
yeah i need to know yeah i need to know
thoughts like this consume me whole
thoughts like this consume me whole
drug of choice is LSD will he ever see enough of me
told me that he needed me 
told me that we need to sleep
i remember that feeling
that you once gave to me
i remember that feeling of when you would just kiss me
kiss me 
kiss me
drug of choice is LSD will he ever get enough of me
psychedelic's in his mind
i wish we could rewind time
can u feel the bugs in your eyes
ego death is the only prize
moment of bliss come at a price
thoughts like this consume me whole
thoughts like this consume me whole
drug of choice is LSD will he ever see enough of me
will he ever see
will he ever see
will he ever see enough of me

A love letter written in the language of stars.
This track imagines a constellation not found in any telescope. A trinity of celestial muses lost in the folds of space and time. Each one holds a different force: guidance, mystery and salvation.

With dreamlike textures and cosmic rhythm, the song drifts through parallel skies where love still exists beyond reason. It’s not about chasing answers, but about feeling the gravity of something eternal.

Some stars don’t burn for science.
They burn for memory, for myth and for those who dared to name them.

Zimara

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Chillwave, Neo-Psychedelica, Indie Rock, Pop/Rock, Alternative

the sunflower police

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

i’m sticking my tongue out in silence

Free DL @ daydreamsonmicrofilm.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Intro) Once dim, now lit. It's them, not this. What's vague, now known. The clear ink now shown.

Verse1) Back of a drawer, as bright as before we ever found out the daylight always brings more. Lost landscape inside, a glass garden remains. A sensation swimming up to surface though it already sank.

Pre-chorus) The current somehow is too late, but the movement of tomorrow remains. It never is too late for the shedding of the sorrows we make.

Chorus) Once dim, now lit. It's them, not this blanket of blank bliss. In pure light we persist. What's vague now known. The clear ink now shown, the darkness we've outgrown. In the pure light it can't exist.

Verse2) Free to explore, yet entangled ever-more. Will we ever find where the shine forever pours? Cast heartache aside, the spirit can't be contained. A swift realization that beyond this curtain is a heart with no cage.

Pre-chorus2) The moment fading won't wait. For the movement of nightfall remains. The current may fluctuate, though the pull of uncertainty is the same.

Bridge Outro) We can't lt this become "not allowed". This is no matter to ignore. The ill-fact phase we must phase out because in silence we only create more. So we transmit more noise because the stream's not our voice, though we swim it to stay....fully conscious and poised for the sun to rejoin this lacking love with it's rays.

(Taken from the Daydreams On Microfilm EP, "Actively Dormant", released on Oct 14th, 2025.)

This EP is a collection of the final recordings by Daydreams On Microfilm. The tracks range from instrumental demos, to complete tracks with vocals.

"Actively Dormant EP" is our final farewell to this collaborative project, as we shift our focus back to our solo endeavors. Thanks to everyone who has listened to our music, followed us, and supported our musical explorations.

Follow our other active projects @

Grant M:
hummingthings.bandcamp.com
printtheseas.bandcamp.com

Grant B:
monotronaut.bandcamp.com

Daydreams On Microfilm - The Pull Of Uncertainty

Inspirations : The Doors / Jim Morrison and Jimi Hendrix. By Hippie Soul. All rights reserved ®️©️.

Lyrics :

End of the Year

[Verse]
The sky melted into pools of gold
I saw the wind
It was brave and bold
Mountains danced in purple haze
Their laughter set the trees ablaze

[Chorus]
Oh
Tell me a psychedelic story
Where the stars hum songs of glory
Paint the moon in shades of worry
Oh
Tell me
Tell me now

[Verse 2]
A river ran backwards
Whispering dreams
Its voice was sharp
It split the seams
A clock with no hands spun in reverse
Time unraveled
A blessing
A curse

[Prechorus]
I saw the sun blink twice
Then grin
And shadows played a game of sin

[Chorus]
Oh
Tell me a psychedelic story
Where the stars hum songs of glory
Paint the moon in shades of worry
Oh
Tell me
Tell me now

[Bridge]
I shook hands with a three-eyed crow
It spoke of worlds I'll never know
A kaleidoscope of sound and sight
Exploded
Turning wrong to right

End of the Year

There is no if nor how, there is only now

it makes me laugh, but i don’t think it’s funny.

Primitive Painter