gastown lo-fi

Love... isn’t found in fireworks.
It’s built in the quiet.
A hand held without asking.
A glance that says, “I see you,”
when the world’s looking away.


It’s not always about passion.
Sometimes, it’s about peace.
Feeling safe in a silence
you never want to end.
Love’s not loud.
It doesn’t chase applause.
It just... stays.

And when it’s real,
you won’t have to question it.
It won’t beg to be noticed.
It’ll just feel
like home.

And when it’s real,
you won’t have to question it.
It won’t beg to be noticed.
It’ll just feel
like home.

Like Home

You know...
Love’s not always fireworks.
Sometimes, it’s quiet.
Like makin’ tea for someone without askin’.
Or stayin’ up, just so they don’t fall asleep alone.

The world’s fast. Loud.
But real love —
It’s steady.
It waits.
It shows up even when you’re a mess.

Don’t chase the drama.
Chase the one who sees your soul
and still wants to stay.

You’re not hard to love.
You’re just waiting for someone
who knows how to do it properly.

Keep your heart soft, yeah?
Even when the world’s tryin’ to harden it.
That’s where the magic is.

Still

They say home is where the heart is...
But no one tells you
it’s not always an address.
Sometimes, it’s a person.
Sometimes, it’s a feeling
you get when they smile
and the world slows down.

It’s not the kitchen
or the couch you always sat on.
It’s the way they said your name
like it meant something.

Home isn’t built.
It’s felt.

And if you’re lucky enough
to find someone
who feels like peace —
don’t let go.

That’s home.

And if you’re still searching —
don’t worry.
You’re not lost.
You’re just on your way
to where your heart already knows.

Where The Heart Is

You can begin again.
Yeah, even now.
Even with the mess,
the weight,
the what-ifs and could’ve-beens.

You don’t need permission
to restart your story.
You just need a moment
where you decide—
I’m not staying here.

Start small.
Change the room you sit in.
Say no to something
that drains you.
Speak kindly to the mirror.

That’s a beginning.
That’s enough.

You don’t have to erase what was.
You just have to choose
what comes next.

Not perfect.
Not loud.
Just honest.

And in case no one’s said it today—
I’m proud of you
for trying again.
Even now.
Especially now.

Begin Again

You’re beautiful.
Not just when you’re smiling.
Not just when you’re dressed up
and trying hard.

But even when you’re tired.
Even when your voice cracks.
Even when the world’s too loud
and you go quiet.

You’re beautiful
when you show up anyway.
When your eyes say,
“I’m still here,”
even when your heart’s heavy.

You don’t have to prove anything.
You were already enough.
Already light.

Beauty isn’t something you chase.
It’s something you carry.
And you’ve been carrying it
this whole time.
Even when you didn’t see it.
Especially then.

So when the mirror lies
or the world forgets—
remember this:
You’re beautiful.
Just as you are.
Right now.
Oooooh, ooooh,
You’re beautiful.
Oooh,
Beautiful...

You’re Beautiful

There’s a space between
who you were
and who you’re becoming.
It’s quiet there.
Uncomfortable.
Lonely, sometimes.

You’ve outgrown the old version of you…
but the new one
hasn’t fully arrived yet.

It’s the moment
between the inhale and the exhale.
The pause
before you choose different.
The ache
of not quite belonging
to who you used to be.

This is the stretch.
The shedding.
The waiting.

But listen—
it’s still holy.
Even this.
Even the in-between
deserves your gentleness.

You’re not lost.
You’re not behind.
You’re just in the middle
of becoming
something beautiful.

In Between

I don’t always know what I’m doing
I don’t always know what to say
But I try to move with meaning
Even when I lose my way

I’ve carried things I should’ve laid down
Held on too long to the pain
But somehow, even in the silence
I still feel You stay

Stay with me anyway
Even when I doubt
Even when I fall apart
Even when I shut You out
I know love don’t walk away
So stay with me anyway

I’ve asked for signs in the quiet
And missed the ones right there
I’ve walked past peace without seeing
Too busy holding fear

But You don’t need me perfect
You just want me real
And every time I slow down
That’s when I start to heal

Stay with me anyway
Even when I doubt
Even when I fall apart
Even when I shut You out
I know love don’t walk away
So stay with me anyway

(Oooooh ooooh)
Mmm
Stay with me anyway

Stay With Me Anyway

Third Floor

Entryway

Take Me Back

Feel Your Love

Just Feel It

Ledgewater

Artigiano

Blenz

Don't Rush Me

Never Said Goodbye

Second Narrows

Some days feel heavy
Some nights feel long
But even the quiet
Can carry you on
You won’t always know why
You won’t always feel brave
But keep walking forward
Even when it aches

mmm… keep walking…

Hold on, even when it hurts
Hold on, even when it fades
Oooooh… yeah

Hold on, even when it hurts
Hold on, even when it fades
mmm-mmm…

Hold On Anyway

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RIVIK is a producer from Vancity, British Columbia, blending Electronic Lo-Fi genre with Soul into a genre-fluid sound that’s all his own. Since launching in 2024, he’s been crafting tracks that hit like late-night drives and quiet mornings—moody, melodic, and deeply personal. Every beat tells a story, every melody feels lived-in.

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