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.

Bored in the room

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..

Choir of Circuits

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.

If we never met agin (Remastered)

I Need You Here With Me

Every experience leaves a trace. Residue is an album about what remains — the echoes of choices, love, loss, and the ghosts of who we used to be. Fueled by gritty guitars, raw emotion, and cinematic soundscapes, it captures the haunting beauty of memory that refuses to fade. Each track peels back another layer of self, blurring the line between healing and haunting. This isn’t nostalgia — it’s what lingers after the noise stops, the feeling that never really leaves.

What’s left behind still speaks.

Fell Into You

Bad is the word

The storm is coming 
The storm is here
Take shelter
Stay near

Withstand
The wrath
Withstand
The pain

Open the drain
Open the drain

Love can rescue
From emotional darkness
Love can rescue
From emotional darkness

Let the water flow
Flow it all down
Let the water flow
Wipe off the frown

Lift yourself up
Get strong again
Walk along
Always defend

Open the drain
Open the drain

Love can rescue
From emotional darkness
Love can rescue
From emotional darkness

Let the water flow
Flow it all down
Let the water flow
Wipe off the frown

Lift yourself up
Get strong again
Walk along
Always defend

Open the drain
Open the drain

Love can rescue
From emotional darkness
Love can rescue
From emotional darkness

Your heart
Your emotions
Your dreams
Your devotion

Can make you fly
Can make you live
Can help you get
To where you've been

Open the drain
Open the drain

Love can rescue
From emotional darkness
Love can rescue
From emotional darkness

Open the Drain

The picture of rock and roll drawn by a five year old with a box of old crayons.

goblin country

White noise, late night, just the static.
Your low voice,
It's automatic.
You call it trouble.
I call it classic.

Don't want the daylight.
No
Don't want the cure.
You're the shadow.
You're the lure.

This ain't simple. this ain't safe.
But I just need the aftertaste.
Yeah, I found my fix.
Found my fix...

New wave, fast track, we're electric.
Ignore the logic,
So magnetic.
We’re the fast-lane.
The perfect wreckage.

Don't want the surface.
No
Don't want the known.
Just the echo.
On the phone.

This ain't simple. this ain't safe.
But I just need the aftertaste.
Yeah, I found my fix.
Found my fix...

They want the highlight.
They want the best.
I want the poison.
I want the rest.

This ain't simple. this ain't safe.
But I just need the aftertaste.
Yeah, I found my fix.
Found my fix...

Aftertaste...

I Call It Classic

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

the night manager

Thank you for all the love around the world! Now reaching listeners in 50+ countries — from New York to Hanoi 🌎!

Retro-futuristic soul in a digital age. Analog hearts, magnetic beats, cinematic dreams.
Richard Royce — singer, writer, dreamer, artist. Rarely dancer, but won't mind if we do.

Welcome ❤️🩷🧡💛💙💙🩵💜

Bad is the word

Richard Royce

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