Vondreas came up in Queens, New York, born June 7, 2002, to an Ecuadorian mother and an Argentinian father. Lost doesn’t cover it. Not some slow, sad drift—more like a sharp, gnawing “why can’t I win?” For 22 years, I was a ghost. Moving, breathing, but not living.

I chased perfection. Years hammering at music—beats, presets, anything—thinking it’d fix me. Fix us. My family could’ve had something better if I’d cracked it. Instead, I built a female persona—filters at first, just for kicks. Then it bled into my art, my sound. Still wasn’t perfect. Figures, right? Vondreas, the perfectionist.

Not even games filled the void…

They scolded me for trying to transgender. Why? That’s a story for another night—one tangled up in the music. Been at it since 2016—DJing, FL Studio, sample packs. Didn’t make any music I’d call mine ‘til 2023. A lifetime, yeah, lol.

2019 to 2024 gutted me. Still clawing back. No wild fame, no fortune—just me, an artist, innovating ‘til it hurts whenever I can.

I don’t care if my musical journey is me myself and my artificial musical artists (although I may be overusing LornaEngram in too many tracks).

It’s one of the few things worth doing.

Glad you read this, fren. Cya <3

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