← Eyes closed, mind full throttle

AMNESIA.

PIGS DON'T FLY

A raw meditation on depression, disconnection, and the fantasy of disappearance.

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lyrics.

I’m begging for a cold shower, laced with new audio
Wasting my days spending nights with the party folk
How do I deflate when we all see stars burst?
Feeling less comparing steps with the Hikers
Low self-esteem is it weaved in my fibres
Am I debating entertaining the high curse
They preach peace but do eye for a eye first
Do I rhyme to untie nerves? Inner bleeding
Is it feeding change or is it more impeding?
Tripping over chains, closed doors I can’t see the reason
Old friends, good times, I been meeting neither
Life could taste sweeter with a little bit of amnesia
Quiet like I flipped the phase of the same beat
I’m leaving crumbs in attempts to stay neat
Shedding all the flaws of the course we chasing
Our eyes burn so we’re forced to day dream

Cant fight, the feeling’s holding me down
How can we flee the compound?
Am I a sucker for waiting till the days end?
Cold streets don’t parade, please persuade me
Come here and make me,
I beg
That you load up your gun and persuade me
I can’t leave this oasis,
I can see no way out

Hiding for ages
How do I change this?
These days wanna flee the oasis
Coated in pain meds
Folding the papers
Soaring planes go on solo vacations
It’s torture to face this
audience of strangers
On the doors of this desert of changes
How did I make it?
Faint winds from the paths that I’ve taken
I’m rowing against them

Cant fight the feelings is holding me down
How can we flee the compound?
Am I a sucker for waiting 'til the days end?
Cold streets don’t parade, please persuade me

the project.

Eyes closed, mind full throttle cover art
track 1 Eyes closed, mind full throttle

PIGS DON'T FLY

out Nov. 15, 2025

"Eyes closed, mind full throttle" is a paradoxical EP that serves as an unflinching journey into the heart of a modern mental health crisis, showcasing the tension between deliberate emotional avoidance ("eyes closed") and an internal torrent of anxiety and self-doubt ("mind full throttle"). The four tracks—AMNESIA, MOMENT, SOLDIER'S AWARD, and TICKET—map a resonant narrative of being trapped in a mental "compound," using substance abuse as a coping mechanism for profound loneliness, and framing the fight against self-destruction as a personal, unrecognized "soldier's award".

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about the artist.

PIGS DON'T FLY

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PIGS DON'T FLY are a self-produced, Argentine-Italian music duo from Madrid. They make hip hop, house, and rnb with a common thread: rap. They met as kids at school, quickly grew to become good friends, and just as quickly lost each other when Nachi moved back to Argentina. Years later, when he came back to Spain and started publishing music, Don Le heard and got in touch claiming to be a rapper. The claim held up. From their surnames Moreno and Porchietto came "BROWN PIGS", which didn't survive being said out loud, but inspired the name that stuck. A raw, literal response to the idiom saying 'when pigs fly': "PIGS DON'T FLY". Their first EP, "Eyes closed, mind full throttle", comprises four tracks built on slow, introspective jazz-rap: deliberate avoidance, the noise it fails to quiet, loneliness, and self-medication. Next, and louder — house, club, and sample-driven; clean one bar and distorted the next. Six tracks on romance, substance abuse, and codependence folding into each other, moving fast enough never to heal: "'til DEATH do us PARTY".

credits.

Production

Producer
Ignacio Agustín "Nachi" Moreno at dreamsdemos.
Co-Producer
DJ AWKZ

Engineering

Recording Engineer
Ignacio Agustín "Nachi" Moreno at dreamsdemos.
Mix Engineer
Ignacio Agustín "Nachi" Moreno at dreamsdemos.
Mastering Engineer
Luis Gonzalez Hernando at Mastering Mansion