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Wannabe Off
Lily Green

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Lily Green
Lily Green is a vibrant nu-disco artist with a deep love for cars and the open road.

Hailing from Los Angeles, Lily grew up with the sounds of synth beats and funky basslines, which fueled her passion for creating danceable, feel-good music.

Her fascination with cars started in childhood, spending weekends at car shows with her dad and dreaming of road trips across the country. This love for automobiles often finds its way into her music, with themes of freedom, speed, and adventure.

Known for her infectious energy and groovy tunes, Lily Green’s tracks are the perfect soundtrack for cruising down the highway with the windows down.
Track(s)
Baby, Baby 100813 02:53
Wannabe Off 41230 04:00
Truth And Lies 38997 04:00

Wannabe Off

Lily Green


We could be from anywhere
But I want the right approach
Could be what you never thought
Could be what you thought the most

I could use a dinner date
I wanna eat you raw
Now take a look at me
Tell me what you saw

Would you wanna be off for the summer?
Out in the country
Drivin' a Hummer
We could be getting my number
My name is Eve and I'm just a soul you couldn't handle
Would you wanna be off?

Could share with me a memory
Or win me a teddy bear
Could you be something I can't be
Or something we all were

(Could be) It's not you
It's me
Or maybe it's him
But don't believe anything
If it goes on a whim

Would you wanna be off for the summer?
Out in the country
Drivin' a Hummer
We could be getting my number
My name is Eve and I'm just a soul you couldn't handle
Would you wanna be off?

A manatee
Amnesty
Deodorant
Detorant
Casanova
Castanova
Here's another
Here's another

Would you wanna be off for the summer?
Out in the country
Drivin' a Hummer
We could be getting my number
My name is Eve and I'm just a soul you couldn't handle
Would you wanna be off?

CREDITS
Performer: Lily Green
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Crossed Wires
Liora Penn

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Liora Penn
Liora Penn is a captivating UK garage pop singer whose music deftly combines crisp rhythmic delivery with an emotionally charged melodic style. Her approach to two-step grooves showcases a natural affinity for movement, inviting listeners to engage both physically and emotionally. With an emphasis on precise hooks, Liora crafts songs that resonate with a relatable authenticity, reflecting the complexities of modern relationships. This connection between her lyrics and the listener's personal experiences forms the backbone of her artistic identity.

Her standout track "Crossed Wires" epitomizes her signature sound, seamlessly blending dance, electronic, and pop elements into a bittersweet yet energetic offering. The playful undertones in her production enhance the emotional depth of her storytelling, inviting audiences to explore themes of love, miscommunication, and introspection. Liora's collaborative relationship with producer Hakan E. has further polished her contemporary sound, ensuring each release maintains a fresh and vibrant edge while anchoring it firmly within the UK garage pop landscape.

As Liora continues to evolve as an artist, her catalog promises to expand on the themes of connection and emotional honesty that define her work. By navigating the interplay between upbeat rhythms and more contemplative lyricism, she invites listeners into a world where every beat carries significance. Whether dancing in celebration or reflecting in stillness, fans find a piece of themselves within Liora's music, making her an essential voice in today's independent music scene.
Track(s)
Crossed Wires 41063 03:16

Crossed Wires

Liora Penn


You call at two I miss by one
Two small signals come undone
Your name glows blue across my phone
I read it twice then walk back home
A simple word arrives too late
A second chance meets a closing gate
We keep our pride on separate lines
Then blame bad luck for broken signs

One step left one step right
Same small spark on different nights
Say it plain cut through noise
Give this feeling back its voice

Crossed wires crossed wires
Every message feeds the fire
You say stay I hear goodbye
We lose truth between reply
Crossed wires crossed wires
No more guessing no more liars
Call me now I will be clear
What I want is having you here

Your friends say wait mine say move
None of them can choose our truth
We trade three dots then let them fade
A tiny war that we both made
I know your habits you know mine
How we turn care to warning signs
So drop that script forget who wins
Let one good sentence pull us back again

One step left one step right
Same small spark on different nights
Say it plain cut through noise
Give this feeling back its voice

Crossed wires crossed wires
Every message feeds the fire
You say stay I hear goodbye
We lose truth between reply
Crossed wires crossed wires
No more guessing no more liars
Call me now I will be clear
What I want is having you here

No coded phrase no careful pose
Say what hurts and what still grows
I can take an honest line
If you can take this heart of mine

Crossed wires crossed wires
Now we cut across that fire
You say stay I hear it right
We choose us and end this fight
Crossed wires crossed wires
No more guessing no more liars
Call me now I will be clear
What I want is having you here

CREDITS
Performer: Liora Penn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Velvet Routine (fea...
Mark Martian

Verified Verified Artist

Mark Martian
Mark Martian is one of the most elusive figures in the music world, and his mysterious persona has left many fans wondering—could he really be from Mars?

Known for using the alias Martian Mark during his collaborations, this enigmatic producer has somehow managed to evade the spotlight completely. No interviews, no photos, no videos—Mark is practically a ghost. Some say it’s part of his brand, while others speculate wildly. Who knows?

Maybe while Elon Musk dreams of building colonies on Mars, Mark’s already here, quietly making beats after hitching a ride from the Red Planet’s first neighborhood.

Despite the secrecy surrounding him, one thing’s clear: Mark’s music speaks volumes. His deep house tracks pulse with interstellar vibes, his pop productions are out-of-this-world catchy, and his funk grooves are, well, otherworldly.

Whether he’s blending cosmic synths with soulful beats or dropping funk-infused rhythms, his style keeps listeners hooked and guessing. You can hear his work across platforms, but his music truly shines on Filodyo, where you might catch the next great Martian anthem—if he doesn’t beam it up first.
Track(s)
Run With the Fire 117032 02:49
Algo Rhthym 219947 05:32
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 113992 02:34
Runnin (feat Tae) 28330 02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen) 29018 02:52
Tell Me 31890 03:16
Memories 48054 05:12
Lonely Hearts 28761 03:02
Be Yourself 27800 02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day) 29420 02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield 29599 02:54

Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose)

Mark Martian


We dress like rebels drink like kings
Same old chaos in designer things
Speeches echo boots still march
Only the lighting's changed the arch

It’s a velvet routine — tailored lies in satin thread
We spin the wheel again pretend we’ve never bled
Gold-plated futures on rusted tracks
What’s next is just what’s looking back

Neon prophets selling calm
Wrapped in vinyl dripping charm
We nod and smile like we forgot
That every screen was once a plot

It’s a velvet routine
stitched with charm
and powdered shame
A silver loop of past parades
just under a new name
Gold-plated futures on rusted tracks
What’s next is just what’s looking back

Spin it once more
the record knows the drill
New shoes same dance same bitter pill

CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Runnin' Wild
The Syrphids

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The Syrphids
The Syrphids’ journey began in the vibrant streets of Birmingham, where their distinct sound emerged from a collision of personal influences and bold experimentation.

Each member brings a unique flavor to the band's overall dynamic—blending raw, emotive vocals with intricate guitar riffs, rhythmic basslines, and atmospheric synth layers. Their music strikes a balance between the unpredictability of alternative rock and the infectious melodies of indie pop, creating an eclectic sound that is both challenging and accessible.

What sets The Syrphids apart is their ability to navigate complex emotional themes, delivering lyrics that resonate deeply while still maintaining an undeniably catchy, crowd-pleasing vibe.

Their live performances are a spectacle of energy and emotion, where their chemistry as a band shines brightest. The Syrphids have a knack for turning intimate venues into electrifying spaces, with each song building on the momentum of the last.

Their setlists are carefully curated to take listeners on a journey—whether it's through soulful ballads that tug at heartstrings or high-octane anthems that ignite the crowd. This ability to command the stage has earned them a growing fanbase, not just in Birmingham but across the UK, with audiences captivated by their authenticity and musical craftsmanship.

As The Syrphids look toward the future, their ambitions are clear: to continue evolving their sound while staying true to the experimental roots that first brought them together. With several EPs already under their belt and plans for a full-length album on the horizon, the band is poised to break through to even broader audiences.

Their commitment to innovation, coupled with their undeniable talent, ensures that The Syrphids will continue to be a force in the indie music scene, challenging conventions and capturing the hearts of listeners around the world.
Track(s)
Never Barefoot 157643 04:14
I Carry Your Love 29224 02:54
Single Kiss 30049 02:57
Runnin' Wild 25545 02:30
Hold The Heart With Rap Version) 40344 04:25
Hold The Heart 37280 03:45

Runnin' Wild

The Syrphids


The swing creaks in the yard long since rusted down
We raced the wind 'til the sun hit the ground
The world was small but it felt so wide
Every secret path we would try to hide

Those days they fade but linger still
Like echoes soft behind the hill

We were runnin' wild barefoot in the rain
No thought of tomorrow no sense of the pain
Laughter in the distance calling our names
Time moved slow but it slipped away

The treehouse crumbled the paint peeled thin
But we climbed it high just to feel the wind
We told ourselves we’d never leave
But dreams grow up just like the trees

Those days they fade but linger still
Like echoes soft behind the hill

We were runnin' wild barefoot in the rain
No thought of tomorrow no sense of the pain
Laughter in the distance calling our names
Time moved slow but it slipped away

The road ahead is paved with change
But those roots they still remain

The swing creaks in the yard but we’ve moved on
Still hear the laughter though the days are gone

CREDITS
Performer: The Syrphids
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Riddim of Peace
Dreadlock Boys

Verified Verified Artist

Dreadlock Boys
Scoot over, Marley, there’s a new reggae sheriff in town. Straight from the sunny sidewalks of Kingston, Jamaica, the Dreadlock Boys are laying down fresh beats in the reggae scene.

This pair of plaited prodigies isn't your grandma's reggae. Combining traditional roots rhythms with just a hint of ska spice and a not-so-subtle sprinkle of dancehall energy, these boys aren't just playing by the book – they’re writing their own. And don't let that laid-back island vibe fool you; these guys are as serious about making you laugh as they are about perfecting the offbeat.

Their standout single "Riddim of Peace" might just be the happiest jam this side of Montego Bay. With its earworm melody and bouncy bassline, it’s as infectious as a belly laugh in a silent library. It's the kind of track that leaves the grumpiest of gurners grinning like a Cheshire cat at an all-you-can-eat fish buffet.

So come, sit, and sway to the soothing sounds of the Dreadlock Boys. They'll be your pint-sized purveyors of peace, your lyrical lifesavers when the going gets tough. After all, joy does come in the morning and the Dreadlock Boys are here to serve it up with a side of reggae, none of those nasty grimaces, thank you very much.
Track(s)
Riddim of Peace 179280 02:50

Riddim of Peace

Dreadlock Boys



Yah man mi wake up wid di sun pon mi face
One cup a tea an’ a likkle embrace
No rush no run we tek tings slow
Peace inna di heart mek di good vibes flow

Call up di crew from down di lane
Laugh and chat no room fi pain
Every likkle yout’ every likkle gyal
We jam together like one big pal

Dance fi di love move fi di light
Raise up ya hand if ya feelin’ right
No need fi gun we a blaze di tune
Singin’ fi peace under di mango moon

Bredda sistren bring ya soul
One riddim mek di broken whole
Shake off di stress fling ‘way di fear
Jah voice a whisperin’ inna we ear

Skank pon di corner joy in di beat
Barefoot jammin’ in di midday heat
Tell Babylon: we nah go low
We buildin’ love like a riverside flow

[Outro - Spoken Word Style]
So light up di hope let it blaze like fire
One world one song one higher desire
Peace nuh just a dream it a ting we live
With every dance step we learn fi forgive

CREDITS
Performer: Dreadlock Boys
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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HOT TRACK

No Default Setting
Billie Arden

Verified Verified Artist

Billie Arden
Billie Arden is an electrifying force in the modern dance-pop scene, hailing from Berlin, where her late-night writing sessions have breathed life into a catalog that pulsates with energy and emotion. With influences from funk and nu-disco, her music embodies a sleek, four-on-the-floor groove that promises to uplift spirits and get bodies moving. Tracks like "No Default Setting" showcase her confident vocal style—low and controlled in the verses, yet soaring and playful in the choruses—making each song feel like both a celebration and a personal manifesto. Through her polished production, which features tight rubbery basslines and glossy synth stabs, Arden crafts an infectious sound that captures the essence of joy and hope.

Exploring themes of authenticity and self-acceptance, Arden's lyrics reflect her determination to navigate a world that often seeks to confine individuality. While she embraces exuberance in her melodies, there's an undercurrent of defiance in tracks that challenge conventional norms and invite listeners to embrace their unique paths. Billie Arden's artistry extends beyond mere entertainment; it serves as an invitation to dance freely while celebrating one's true self, ensuring that each release resonates deeply with those seeking inspiration in both life and music.
Track(s)
No Default Setting 800 03:50

No Default Setting

Billie Arden


Cut the feed
Leave the meter running
Hold that grin
I came with my own timing

You tried to sell me a cleaner name
With the corners sanded down
Put my laugh in a little glass case
Said “Look who’s stable now”

I don’t fit in your easy chart
I don’t land on command
There’s a tune in my crooked part
You don’t understand

Don’t fix the bend
Don’t mute the spark
I keep my rhythm
Off the mark

No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold

You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told

No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet

Your golden rule came overdressed
And talked like a magazine
I poured black coffee on the test
Made the paper sing

You said “Be calm be useful now”
I said “Nice little cage”
Then I took my pulse off your clock
And rewrote the page

Don’t trim the heat
Don’t square the sound
I keep my rhythm
Upside down

No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold

You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told

No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet

Left right
Too bright
Low kick
Uptight

Turn snap
Come back
One more
Off-track

I was never built for your manual
Never born for a numbered lane
Every time you label the motion
Something loose begins to play

Let the clean ones keep their answers
Let the smooth ones win the floor
I have trouble in my timing
And it always asks for more

No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold

You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told

No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet

Cut the feed
Leave it running
No default
I’m still coming

CREDITS
Performer: Billie Arden
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Unholy Race
Logan Vance

Verified Verified Artist

Logan Vance
Meet Logan Vance: the rock and roll laureate of our generation and an audaciously independent artist from, where else, but the sin city itself, Las Vegas. This guitar slinging, wordsmithing, intergalactic hero seems to have been born solely to make his own harmonic storms in the very desert that taught him the rock and roll parlance.

His tunes are like his town - rife with stories about right turns in the wrong places, the neon gleam of casino nights, and the recurrent theme of chasing after reckless dreams. Our heady hero doesn’t just play music, he lives it, injecting every chord with a potent mix of knowledge, regret, passion, and a punchy dash of Vegas glitter.

All of which has found a strangely harmonious home on his signature track, "Unholy Race," a raging electrified commentary on social struggle depicting life as a grand, if unholy, race! This isn’t just music, it’s a heart on a sleeve diary from a guy who got hip to life in the neon haze of a Vegas sunrise.

But don't be fooled by his 'city of sins' background — on stage and in the studio, it’s all about the music for Vance. He might climb the heights of hedonism, but he always does it with a guitar in his hand, eyes on the sky, and feet firmly rooted in the arid, undying love for his music. Enter the Vance-Verse: equal parts witty, gritty, and every bit as glitzy as a Vegas-strip marquee.
Track(s)
Unholy Race 21608 01:52

Unholy Race

Logan Vance


I don't know what you want if you just complain a lot
Maybe all you want is all they got
They stealin' my voice like it's crack rocks
They try to slow me down just like I'm taking adderall
You ain't the one who took me to the top
Boom on the Zoom
Bop-bop-bop-bop
They out for my heart
Boy
Ha
Crop
Treat me like Patty Kane on a short shot
Pokemon
Pokemon
Pokemon
Gotta lay a lot
Gotta slay a lot

I'm runnin' a race that's unholy
They dump everything that they told me
Young winners
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Young victors
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Live it out in the middle of the world
Gotta lay a lot
Gotta slay a lot
Live it out in the middle of the world
Gotta lay a lot
Gotta slay a lot
I'm runnin' a race that's unholy
They dump everything that they told me
Young winners
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Slowly
Slowly

They out for my heart
Boy
Ha
Crop

I'm runnin' a race that's unholy
They dump everything that they told me
Young winners
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Slowly
Slowly

CREDITS
Performer: Logan Vance
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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This Isn’t Love
Chris Nate

Verified Verified Artist

Chris Nate
Meet Chris Nate, the alternative tunesmith you've probably never heard of, but will soon be unable to live without. Emerging from the vibrant music scene of Nashville, this little-known troubadour is steadily carving a niche for himself in the wide world of alternative music.

Chris is notoriously bashful about his origins but will tell you this: the fundamental building blocks of his music lie not in Nashville's sing-and-clap heartland, but on the rhythmic streets of his namesake city, Natchitoches, Louisiana. Every song seems to skate effortlessly across bayou blues and backwater folk rock, all while maintaining the ebullient tone that is so very Chris Nate.

It's no surprise that this seemingly scattershot blend of influences works so well given the success of his track, "This Isn't Love." A merry jaunt that dares to ask, 'What if love was more like playing jazz on a banjo in space?’ Delivered with a wink, a nod, and most crucially, a tie-dye shirt, the song is a festival of joy that will have listeners tapping their feet while crying laughter tears.

So, grab your headphones and give Chris Nate a spin. Here’s an artist whose music won’t just tickle your ears, but might just tickle your funny bone as well. He's serving up slices of life with a side of melody, and it's a recipe that's simply too tasty to resist. And if that isn’t love, well, this isn’t a biography. Or is it? Chris Nate might make you question everything. Everything except for his expertise in creating cheerfully menagerie tunes, that is.
Track(s)
This Isn’t Love 116556 03:23

This Isn’t Love

Chris Nate



Your keys on my floor like secrets we ignore
Talk cheap in the kitchen but silence said more
Late bites blurred lines
We orbit what we can’t define

And I don’t ask you to stay
But you never walk away
Ooh—ohh—caught in that delay

This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent

The door’s half closed your shadow blends
Routine strangers no need to pretend
Unread texts skipped calls
But still I’m there when you fall

I won’t hold out a map
You keep tracing the gap
Mm—yeah—holding what we lack

This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent

Words don’t heal in stereo
We play roles we’ll never know
But I’d still let it repeat—mmm—aah

Ahh—mmm—breathe in the mess
Still tethered nothing less

[Final Chorus]
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
(Uhh!) crash not intent

CREDITS
Performer: Chris Nate
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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HOT TRACK

Window Light After ...
Mara Vale

Verified Verified Artist

Mara Vale
Mara Vale makes sleek night-drive pop with a disco pulse: live bass lines, clean rhythm guitar, warm strings, and hooks that feel lit by streetlights. Her songs balance playful movement with a bittersweet city glow, built for listeners who want groove, melody, and a little electricity under the skin.

Her sound sits between classic dance-floor craft and modern pop polish, with soulful female vocals carrying stories of late buses, rooftop coffee, open city windows, and small moments that suddenly feel cinematic. Mara Vale keeps the arrangements bright and human: tight drums, handclaps, piano stabs, and choruses designed to move without turning into a cliché.
Track(s)
Window Light After Eight 793 04:37
Velvet Circuits 3693 03:54

Window Light After Eight

Mara Vale


The shutters lean half-open
On a street rinsed clean by rain
A receipt curls in my pocket
Like it wants to speak your name

Glass shelves hold the evening
Silver bracelets folded blue
Someone laughs by the mirrors
Then the echo thins to two

I keep the counter glowing
Soft enough to let you stay
Every little hour slows down
When the day unpins its gray

Window light after eight
Moves across the polished floor
Nothing loud nothing late
Just the bell above the door
If you come in from the weather
With your collar turned against the air
I'll be humming with the register
Like I knew you'd find me there

Elevator doors are breathing
In the mall across the square
Mannequins wear patient faces
Under amber fitting-room glare

There is music in the hangers
When they slide along the rail
Tiny moons in every button
Tiny ships in every sale

I keep the counter glowing
Soft enough to let you stay
Every little hour slows down
When the day unpins its gray

Window light after eight
Moves across the polished floor
Nothing loud nothing late
Just the bell above the door
If you come in from the weather
With your collar turned against the air
I'll be humming with the register
Like I knew you'd find me there

We don't have to call it waiting
We can call it closing slow
Let the streetlights choose the colors
Let the last few customers go

Window light after eight
A quiet gold along the door
Nothing loud nothing late
Just a rhythm asking for more
If you come in from the weather
With your collar turned against the air
I'll be humming with the register
Like I knew you'd find me there

CREDITS
Performer: Mara Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Still Life in Motion
Elyra Dawn

Verified Verified Artist

Elyra Dawn
Elyra Dawn was born in Rotterdam, raised between ferry horns and late-night radio static. Music wasn’t a choice — it was everywhere. Her mother sang quietly while folding laundry, her older brother blasted trance through paper-thin walls, and Elyra? She listened. Carefully. Absorbing melodies like secondhand sunlight.

She spent her teenage years bouncing between school choirs, bedroom recordings, and weekend trips to Amsterdam’s record stores. The moment she first heard Robyn’s Dancing On My Own on a train platform at dusk, something clicked. It wasn’t just about sadness or joy — it was how you could wear both in the same voice. That duality, the push and pull between euphoria and vulnerability, would become Elyra’s signature.

After performing in local clubs and uploading small demos online, she received an unexpected email from Filodyo’s Hakan E — a message that simply said: “You sound like you’ve lived a little. Let’s talk.” What followed was a slow, careful collaboration: late-night file exchanges, voice memos from backstage, moments captured between flights. Elyra didn’t rush it. She never does.

Today, her voice balances two worlds — the sweaty rush of the dancefloor and the quiet ache of a Sunday morning alone. Her hooks stick, her delivery stings, and her presence on stage feels at once intimate and cinematic. Elyra Dawn isn’t here to be loud. She’s here to be heard.
Track(s)
Still Life in Motion 320604 03:31

Still Life in Motion

Elyra Dawn


I kept your echo in a borrowed chord
Faded at the edges like a prayer ignored
You never spoke in “forever” terms—
Only in glances only in turns

We drew lines in passing trains
Paused in motion looped refrains
What we had was quiet gold—
But time like steam refused to hold

So I won't chase the version of us
That never really stayed never fully was
You were a still life mid-collapse
A moving part in silent gaps
And I loved you there—
Where the light never dared
But lingered
Like it knew
We’d vanish fair

You hummed in keys I couldn’t trace
Left fingerprints on open space
A breath a shift a tilted frame
No villain here just untitled blame

Maps don’t cover scenes like this
Where lips forget what touch meant bliss
But if you ask what we became—
A shadow signed with no one’s name

I won't rewrite the note you played
Or tune the silence we conveyed
You were a still life breaking fast
A fleeting truth I couldn’t grasp
And I loved you there—
Not to repair—
But to remember
Without despair

Maybe we were best
in between intentions
Not a love song—
just the tension

Still life
in motion
Still life
Not frozen

CREDITS
Performer: Elyra Dawn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Unbreakable Rhythm
Amanda Lear

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Amanda Lear
Say 'Hallå' to Amanda Lear, the queen of dance beats hailing from Stockholm, Sweden. With her infectiously happy tunes and unapologetic love for the dance genre, she's made Swedes pause their ABBA records to tune in to her vibe.

Now, some musicians find their inspiration in love, others in heartbreak, but for Amanda, it's all in the meatballs. Yes, that's right, she swears by a hearty bowl of traditional Swedish meatballs before any recording session. She credits this peculiar routine for the untamed joy that bubbles up in songs like her renowned hit, "Unbreakable Rhythm".

As you listen to the exhuberant rhythms of Amanda's music, brace yourself. It's not just the catchy hooks that will make you tap your feet and bob your head, it's the incredibly positive energy that leaves you smiling, no matter what kind of day you've had. So, whether you're kick-starting a boujee house party or enduring a soul-draining commute, Amanda Lear has the tunes to keep your spirits up, your feet moving, and - for lack of a better word - the 'rytm' unbreakable.
Track(s)
Unbreakable Rhythm 31449 02:53

Unbreakable Rhythm

Amanda Lear


Woke up in the shadow of night
Gotta keep my head up high
No tears no sign of fright
Underneath this endless sky

Facing battles with a smile
Every mile makes me wise
Every step takes a while
But I’ll soar above the lies

I am strong and unbreakable
Life’s a dance unshakable
Feel the beat I'm unchained
In this game I’ve remained

Through the storm and the rain
I found myself again
Not a moment spent in vain
I dance away the pain

I am strong and unbreakable
Life’s a dance unshakable
Feel the beat I'm unchained
In this game I’ve remained

Every heartbeat a new dawn
Mind so fierce moving on
I won’t break I won’t fall
Through it all I stand tall

CREDITS
Performer: Amanda Lear
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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