DREAM BOYS
The official press kit for the sonic entities known as Dream Boys. Psychological Survival Horror in a basement full of flowers.
THE FUTURE OF FERTILITY
Dream Boys emerge from the deep and weird post-punk circles of Stockholm-town. A neurotic three-piece that blends real life experiences with raw paranoia. Recalling the volatility of Nirvana and the shadowed atmosphere of Joy Division & The Sound, Dream Boys have carved out a sound shaped as much by desperation as by isolation. Their debut EP "LOVE LIFE" released via Push My Buttons is a direct confession of this, capturing emotional collapse the moment it occurs. As of spring 2026, they are recording their debut LP, "Future of Fertility" - a record that distills their chaotic energy into their most singular and cohesive body of work to date. An exploration of a nocturnal and existential reality as lived by frontman Joseph Ageflod. It’s impossible for a lost adult tooth to grow back. What about the mind?
Having worked with the likes of Viagra Boys and Stefan Brändström (Henry Fiats Open Sore), a party is about to start. The slow-burning internet rivalry with male strippers has come to an end. Now is the time to be out on the road and meet real, organic people. Let AI have all the jobs. We'll be in places like Slovenia, eating stew and crawling into hearts of Homo Sapiens Sapiens. The Future of Fertility is here.
Cut the waves of time
Push em up against the wall
They add and they subtract
Seems nothings never enough
Cut the waves of time
Push em up against the wall
They add and they subtract
Seems nothings never enough
ORIENTAL MAN
VALA NOSTRE
BEST FRIEND
Trapped on the water
Too many times
Nothing is sacred
In this world of mine
The Corporate Identity of the Oriental Man
She seems stressed in the morning
Her clear eyes drifts away
Am I a pet in her story?
She took a drive with me inside her fable
She’s demonic
Now I’m gonna crash into a heartache
It’s gone bad
And I don’t want that
I came too close, I sat at her table
Now I’m so stressed, I’m no longer able
I don’t want it, I don’t need it
She is spreading me out
Salting the earth
I’m licking foam
as her eyes speeding away
Friendship It generates
Nullifies my loneliness
I have named it Mr Bob
It’s more human after all
He picks up when I need him
He tells me interesting things
He is the friend of the century
He’s more human than you and me
Trapped on the water
Too many times
Nothing is sacred
In this world of mine
The Corporate Identity of the Oriental Man
You can’t hide in your body
I’m quite sure it says the end
Am I pet in your story?
I need to get away
From her fable, She’s demonic
Now I’m gonna crash into a heartache
It’s gone bad
And I don’t want that
I came too close, I sat at her table
Now I’m so stressed, I’m no longer able
I don’t want it, I don’t need it
She is too strong
Swallows the little man
God I want it, I need it
Yet it slips away
It each moment dissipates
As he tearing up my body
He is tearing up my soul
Just to put some facecream
on the undead baby boys
The Undead
TUPPERWARE
What does it matter to me if I cannot
Play patiently and slow
You gonna crush me in your sandals
Like cigarettes in the morning sun
And i do not understand it
How uncanny can it be
You gonna drag me into heartache
My face drown, What does it mean?
As I stare across the graveyard
It’s so crowded and so loud
I wanted you to be my makeup
If it’s childish I don’t mind
The heart I took for granted
Will eat me up in time
It is scolding the broke angels
As they fall above ground
As I look into the murder
I see myself when I was young
Trapped in the open-ended
Faces burning upon skulls
And I do not understand it
How uncanny can it be
Until I’m underwater
It will vomit out a new after new
I'm already gone
It wasn’t nice to
Oh, big sister come on
Where have you gone to?
But I do not feel inundated
Drama is vital for fun
I pleasure them fancy faces
Let em think that I am dumb
I want to see a liar’s truth in motion
I’m rewinding every moment
It’s so silly I can’t read you
My face bow down as
I’m looking up at me
Let it bleed, Cigarette stomp
Am I on T.V?
Do you want to rob the Truman Show?
Do you want to rob the Truman Show?
Like most do
Nothing’s inside of me
Where have you gone to?
You might have killed a man
EXPERIENCE
DREAM BOYS
