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Miller Matthews & KAY BRETTE Team Up for a Sun-Drunk New Single “Sweet Lover”
The soundtrack to your next impulsive summer crush just dropped.

Vancouver, BC – July 11, 2025 — Just in time for peak summer delusion, Vancouver-based artist Miller Matthews joins forces with vocalist KAY BRETTE on “Sweet Lover”, a shimmering dance-pop single about a fever dream romance.

Equal parts euphoric and chaotic, “Sweet Lover” delivers lush synths, a pulsing beat, and airy vocals. The song captures that moment between good judgement and poor decisions—wrapped in a sound that lands somewhere between indie-pop heartbreak and poolside dance fantasy.

Together, they craft something that feels like a dream you’ll want to replay.

FFO: SG Lewis, Remi Wolf, Fred again, Disclosure
Best enjoyed with: SPF 50 and questionable judgment.

“Sweet Lover” is out now on all major streaming platforms.

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BIOGRAPHY

KAY BRETTE is a compelling singer-songwriter whose Alberta prairie roots echo through the music she now creates from her home in Vancouver. Blending folk and rock with effortless depth, her sound is melancholic, soulful, and strikingly raw. With a deeply introspective songwriting style, KAY crafts songs that feel like quiet confessions and late-night conversations—honest, vulnerable, and resonant.

Before stepping into her solo career, KAY toured as a vocalist and percussionist with the Juno-nominated band Yukon Blonde, sharing stages with Modest Mouse and The Arkells and performing at festivals including Lakedown Shakedown & Squamish Constellation Festival. Known for her magnetic energy, signature statement pants, and wildly exuberant hairography, she quickly made a name for herself on stage.

In July 2025, she released her debut single ‘Coca Cola’, following ‘Sweet Lover’, a collaboration with electronic artist Miller Matthews. ‘Coca Cola’ is the first track from her upcoming debut EP, The Mess & The Martyr, due out in fall 2025. The EP explores the emotional landscapes of relationships, offering a tender, unflinching invitation to embrace the messy beauty of feeling with grace and self-compassion.

With a growing focus on acoustic textures and folk influences, KAY’s emotionally charged lyrics, commanding performances, and unmistakable presence are quickly making her one of Vancouver’s most exciting new voices.


LYRICS

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  • Got a taste of being happy

    It wasn’t long enough

    got a taste of being happy

    before you spit into my cup

    And I drank it just the same

    As if you’d made it any other way

    I guess that’s the catch with this

    I’d down it no matter how bad it is

    My intellect tells me to stop drinking

    She’s drowning out she’s under & sinking

    But the pit in my chest that needs you so bad

    Doesn’t waste time thinking it’s just fuckin’ sad

    Got a taste of being happy

    It wasn’t long enough

    And it was only after falling down

    I’d forgotten why

    I’d forgotten why I jump

    And now my hands are tied

    Not like I imagined

    Take a breath and sigh

    Pull apart what had happened

    Trying to salvage a conversation

    You’re so in your head you can tell you’re not making any sense

    Of your entire situation

    And I’ve been patient, I’ve been patient

    You’re a mess I’m a martyr

    Always left and always right

    “I’ll get you a glass of water”

    While you try and decide

    While you try and decide

  • I wanna hold you, not like the other girls did

    I wanna roll with you, around town and into bed

    I always said that I’d be alone making eyes at an empty phone

    But now I think that I’m in trouble cause I’m so used to being on my own

    I wanna take time, and turn it page by page

    I’m not interested in reading a whole chapter every day

    It’s not self-help but it’s intriguing

    I help myself by not exceeding, or comparing, or competing

    But it’s not quite there to our dismay

    Barely even turned a page

    Stranger, lover, to estranged

    Funny how the title changes

    I feel angry I feel blind

    Thought it could be it this time

    You swung left when I went right

    Wasn’t what I had in mind

    I know I wanna

    I know I wanna

    I know I wanna

    Help them all if it’d just help my self

  • It feels bad

    How I feel right now

    I sat next to you in bed

    for the third time and somehow

    I’m already hurting inside

    rampant ideas rage in my mind

    as I roll over to see you

    you are scrolling and preoccupied

    Can I really be that boring

    half-naked in the morning

    You told me I was intriguing

    but not as habit forming

    I’m still trying to find

    and tight-rope walk on that fine line

    Do you really hurt me

    is at all damage over time

    ‘Cause if I’m not sad

    when I’m alone

    It’s probably cause to contemplate

    this may be overgrown

    I hate second place

    it’s not where I belong

    and I don’t wanna question if you want me

    I don’t have another sad song in me

    I’m used to being alone

    Could I be overreacting

    This could be worth unpacking

    I’ve been stepped on before forgive me

    I have trouble relaxing

    We’ve had the conversations

    the smack-talking and the ranting

    Of those who came before us

    who reeked the havoc and caused the blackening

    We’ve listened with intention

    with desire to make it happen

    We gave way to the fear

    in hopes to revel in the rapture

    But as you stare at your screen

    I’ve never felt less seen

    And I still can’t tell if I ‘m a mess

    or if you’re really being mean

    ‘Cause if I’m not sad

    when I’m alone

    It’s probably cause to contemplate

    this may be overgrown

    I hate second place

    it’s not where I belong

    and I don’t wanna question if you want me

    I don’t have another sad song in me

    I’m used to being alone

  • You’ve come back again

    That feeling

    There’s no rain outside

    It’s not the season

    To wear the weight of it

    I was done healing

    Thanks for being here

    When are you leaving

    When are you leaving

    I am wading, I’m not in water

    I am hurting, I need a doctor

    I need help I think I’ll call her

    Help me settle in to unpack the imposter

    When are you leaving

    Take all your grieving

    When are you leaving

    Got me believing

    This is the last time I survive

    You can only be struck so many times before you have to decide

    Do you pack it away

    Do you try to hide

    Well I’ve already paid my dues to darkness

    Now its time for the light

    I’ve already paid my dues to darkness

    Now its time for the light

    I’ve already paid my dues

    I’ve already paid my dues

    When are you leaving?

    Take all your grieving

    When are you leaving?

    Im still healing

  • Walk into the party
    There is barely room to breathe
    I take a hit of Coca Cola till I feel it hittin' me

    Pregame consultation with the spirits and the cards
    And what they said is something that I now hold very dear to heart

    It's my time
    It's my time
    It's my time

    I've been waiting on a sign
    I've been smoking that divine
    Running circles in my mind
    For someplace I could find my time

    Listen to the music take a gander 'round the room
    Another sip and I am quick to find myself a party mood

    Stumble on the dance floor
    High and mighty from the crowd
    I'm rising up it's going down
    And I can hear them crying out

    It's my time

    It’s my time

    It’s my time

    I've been waiting on a sign
    I've been smoking that divine
    Running circles in my mind
    For someplace I could find my time

    I've been waiting on a sign
    I've been smoking that divine
    Running circles in my mind
    For someplace I could find my time

    Just a place to realign
    Reassess and redesign
    Grant permission to the crime
    And take my time

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