In love and lies the color blue
Catch me running through and through
It all comes down
Miami hums differently after dark; the air feels lighter but no less charged, as if the city itself inhales and holds its breath. Out of that suspended moment comes “Curveball”, the newest seduction from Donzii, a Miami / Los Angeles-based art-punk collective that turns rhythm into ritual and ennui into elegance. Released October 17th to coincide with their iii Points Festival performance, the song feels born for that hour between intention and accident — when the lights blur, the room exhales, and the night begins to think for itself.
For this release, Donzii weave bedroom-pop intimacy with the propulsion of electronic punk. The result is a groove-laden single that pushes the boundaries of electro-synth pop while remaining rooted in the band’s unmistakable raw, stylish edge. Channeling the lineage of Marine Girls, Anna Domino, Deux, Scott Hirsch, and Berntholer, “Curveball” finds its balance between restraint and seduction — a quiet collision of minimalism and motion.
This track was born at Pulp Arts in Gainesville, Florida, during what the band affectionately calls the “hot grandpa summer” of 2024. It was the first piece to emerge from that session — sparked by a beat from a tiny Italian keyboard, the Bon Tempi — and became the spark that got everything rolling. The result is an electro-disco cut made for movement and mischief, self-released with all the DIY devotion that defines Donzii’s spirit.
Lyrically, “Curveball” drifts through a feverish daydream where danger and desire blur at the edges. Eyes become omens, skies turn into mirrors, and the color blue runs through every lie and confession. Love and illusion trade places like dancers under shifting light, where gravity and grace collapse into each other — where a sweet breath feels like both salvation and undoing. There’s talk of horses in the sky, of spring grass defying thought, of feelings growing wings inside the body — the kind of surreal romanticism that feels equal parts fantasy and memory. Through it all, the refrain lingers like an afterimage: everything beautiful eventually comes down.
The groove is deliberate, almost conversational: a bassline that walks instead of runs, guitars that shimmer like streetlights seen through half-closed eyes. Each instrument seems to breathe rather than play, moving with the languid precision of someone who knows exactly when not to speak. The percussion leans back rather than forward, suggesting motion without ever needing to rush. The synths hum in suggestion rather than command, tracing outlines of memory instead of melody — like echoes from a dream half-remembered on the morning after. It’s lo-fi, but lush in the way a faded Polaroid can still feel alive, its imperfections granting texture to recollection.
“We wanted ‘Curveball’ to feel sexy and nostalgic,” the band explains. “It’s danceable but also groovy enough to just live in the background of a night out. A curveball in the best sense — something that unexpectedly pulls you in.”
That sense of invitation is Donzii’s quiet gift. Their music coaxes rather than clamors for attention. It smolders in slow motion, built for both the crowded floor and the dim corner booth. ‘Curveball’ feels cinematic in scale yet domestic in spirit: a dance-punk reverie that finds romance in repetition and seduction in stillness. It is the quiet electricity of a city after midnight, pressed onto wax and given shape.
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Later this year, an EP will follow, and early 2026 will bring a full-length album produced by Andrew Clinco of Drab Majesty and mixed by Chris Coady. If ‘Curveball’ is the opening note, Donzii are tuning the air itself — reminding us that seduction can be soft-spoken, and nostalgia, if handled right, can still dance.
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