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Flip That City
Minerva Sound
Verified Artist
Minerva Sound
Minerva Sound is a five-piece from Bristol, UK, blending glossy disco-pop, neo-soul harmonies, and tight live grooves. The lineup: Malik Rhodes (lead vocal), Tyrone Ellis (vocal/MC), Owen Calder (guitar/bass), Emily Price (vocal/keys), and producer Felix Dunn (drum machines, synths, arrangements). Born out of late-night jam sessions and warehouse sets, they forged a sound that marries hook-heavy choruses with rhythmic precision and rich vocal stacks.
Their debut single, “Flip That City,” captures the group’s signature pulse: rubbery bass, syncopated organ stabs, hand-clap drive, and call-and-response vocals that snap into a euphoric refrain. Lyrically, it zooms in on urban momentum—small choices, quick turns, and the thrill of switching lanes—delivered with swagger and a live-band spark.
Available exclusively on Filodyo, Minerva Sound is poised to turn venues into dance floors across the UK and beyond—one chorus, one groove, one flipped skyline at a time.
Flip That City
Minerva Sound
Flip it flip it come alive
Turn the dial feel the vibe
City’s pulse jumping high
We don’t stop—we multiply
Smoke in the air bass hits the ground
Feet in the crowd hearts pound around
Spotlight flicks beat rides the sound
Hands in the air lost then found
Shout with me let the rhythm ride
No more still—in this groove we hide
Flip the night on its neon edge
On our mark—pledge to the ledge
Flip that city flip it higher (Hey!)
Flip that city beat the fire (Hey!)
Flip that city where we belong (Yeah!)
Flip that city dance along (Yeah!)
Streetlight jumps when the bass drops low
Crowd moves as the speakers blow
Every step locks into sky-high flow
One more wave—ready set go
Shout with me let the rhythm ride
No more still—in this groove we hide
Flip the night on its neon edge
On our mark—pledge to the ledge
Flip that city flip it higher (Hey!)
Flip that city beat the fire (Hey!)
Flip that city where we belong (Yeah!)
Flip that city dance along (Yeah!)
Flip it—turn around
Flip it—sound the ground
Flip it—up the heat
Flip it—feel the beat
Flip that city flip it higher (Hey!)
Flip that city beat the fire (Hey!)
Flip that city where we belong (Yeah!)
Flip that city dance along (Yeah!)
CREDITS
Performer: Minerva Sound
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Hold Your Cross
Aurora Finch
Verified Artist
Aurora Finch
Aurora Finch is an independent singer-songwriter from Edinburgh, Scotland. She is contracted under Filodyo and whose work voraciously resonates with the vast local music scene.
Born and raised in the shadow of the UK's most mystical capital, Finch has evolved from singing in the rain-soaked alleyways of Edinburgh, a city globally recognized for its love for stirrings of creativity, to performing at local venues. Known for her deep-textured voice and unwavering dedication, she paints an ethereal sonic portrait that revolves around themes of love, life, and memories. Aurora plays guitar like she's ringing a bell and is able to stir up some pretty gnarly sound liveliness when she combines it with her husky vocals. There is, however, nothing 'cold' about this Finch, except perhaps her icy-blue guitar which has become her trademark.
One of her most notable tracks, "Hold Your Cross", showcases Aurora's ability to weave melodies that perfectly blend depth and lightheartedness. With lyrics that touch on the intricacies of human nature and tell a captivating story, the song is just one of many illustrations of her uncanny ability to resonate deeply with listeners. The song showcases Finch's gift - a knack for writing melodies as magnets for emotions, attracting both the reminiscent and visionary listeners from all around her hometown.
Whether it's on stage or off, Aurora Finch emanates warmth and wit in equal measure. She's the kind of artist you expect to find writing lyrics on a napkin in a quirky café or strumming her guitar from the comfort of a worn-out armchair. With a brilliant talent whose roots are firmly grounded, Aurora Finch is definitely a name to look out for in the increasingly eclectic world of independent music.
Hold Your Cross
Aurora Finch
Raise your fears up high
Or drown 'em in the sea
Screamin' in the air
Somethin'
Somethin'
Somethin'
Keep your legs
Your legs steady
Head
Head
Heavy
Hold your cross 'til the bell tolls
Keep your legs
Your legs steady
Head
Head
Heavy (Kee-kee-kee)
Hold your cross and make amends
(Bong bong bong)
Findin' new weather
Paintin' the new hymn
Through the eyes of believers
Buildin'
Buildin'
Buildin'
Keep your legs
Your legs steady
Head
Head
Heavy
Hold your cross 'til the bell tolls
Keep your legs
Your legs
Steady
Head
Head
Heavy
Hold your cross and make amends
Hold steady
CREDITS
Performer: Aurora Finch
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Mystery
Leo Kensington
Verified Artist
Leo Kensington
Leo Kensington, hailing from the sunflower fields of Kansas, has been lighting up local music stages as a pop-funk artist. This sprightly talent is especially known for his catchy tune, "Mystery," which has been described by fans as "a melodious enigma wrapped in quirkiness."
Kensington started his journey nimbly, strumming his makeshift cereal-box guitar while still in diapers (although not particularly in tune). His love for beats and rhythms was nurtured by the swaying wheat fields around his childhood home. Thus, bread was not the only good thing that came out of the humble Kansas wheat fields; they also gave us this ear-popping, funky melody maker.
In the local circuit, Kensington is revered for his dynamic performances which are akin to watching a tornado onstage - wildly exciting, immensely entertaining, yet always leaving you with a sense of awe. Ever the unpredictable, Kensington spiced up a rather bland Tuesday evening when he performed "Mystery" dressed as a unicorn. Yes, an actual unicorn. It was this sort of playful, eccentric ambiance that set Kensington apart.
Leo continues to electrify the local Kansas music scene, his songs resonating from every corner bar to county fair. His energy, stage presence, and charming charisma, accompanied by the unforgettable riff of "Mystery", ensures that one never forgets the name Leo Kensington. His exciting rise and the captivating persona undoubtedly make him one to watch. After all, who can resist a funktastic unicorn from Kansas?
Mystery
Leo Kensington
Why does it hurt
To hope? (Mmm ooh ooh ooh)
Why does it hurt?
(Let it out)
To hope? (Ayy ayy)
Why does it hurt
Why does it hurt?
(Ooh ooh ooh)
I love you like the segments
On the news
Cut between the stories of the hood
The heroes
And the glues
Seen and see-through
I could
Read the room
The sky turned red
The stage was vast
The moon took center view
And so did you
Why does it hurt
To hope? (Mmm ooh ooh ooh)
Why does it hurt?
(Let it out)
To hope?
(Ayy ayy)
Why does it hurt?
Why I'm supposed to hope
That things will change?
Keep thinkin' things will settle
As I get older with age
Huh but nothin's never been the same
So in the meantime
Might as well let 'em know my name
And I ain't gon' waste a second
So baby
Show me somethin' that I need for now
I don't mean to use you till I turn around
But maybe you might find you wanna stick
Around
Got so many skeletons inside my closet
That I don't go past October
'Cause if I start lookin' around
Might not come back till the fall is over
Like ooh ooh ooh
CREDITS
Performer: Leo Kensington
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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One More Day
Dani T
Verified Artist
Dani T
A hidden gem in the bustling indie music world, Dani T is so underground you'll need a shovel to find him. Born among the spinning disco balls of Transylvania, Romania, this mirthful music alchemist knows how to glitter in the dark.
With his effervescent concoction of synth-laden dance beats, Dani T brings the Transylvanian nightlife to your speakers of choice. His infectious track, "One More Day," is just like garlic to a vampire—utterly irresistible and heating up dancefloors faster than Dracula racing to his coffin at sunrise.
Dani T's talent lies in his ability to infuse his tracks with a joy so potent it could charm a sullen ghoul out of a funk. His music doesn't just evoke happiness—it practically puts it on steroids, glitters it up, and sends it spinning out into the world with a bass-pounding emphasis.
The ghosts of Dani T’s concert crowd may lack a pulse, but trust us, they know how to party. So why stake your heart on mainstream artists when you can sink your teeth into Dani T’s deliciously diverse dark dance tracks? Hop on the next night train to Transylvania, and give Dani T's music a fangtastic whirl.
One More Day
Dani T
You gotta get up now
And take a breath
There's no stopping
No slowing
Until the day of your death
It's a rollercoaster
A crash
A fall from grace
A 180 turnaround
A miracle
And it's in your face
Just open your eyes
And look around
You get one more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly
You can take it
You can leave it
The choice is yours
You can believe it
You can be it
You can be sure
It's a highway
It's a journey
A road unpaved
It's your life
It's your turn
And it's calling your name
Just open your eyes
And look around
You get one more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly
One more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly
CREDITS
Performer: Dani T
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Catastrofe
Ra Rauw 42
Verified Artist
Ra Rauw 42
Ra Rauw 42 is a Berlin-based hip hop trio redefining what underground sound means in the heart of Europe. Formed in 2022, the group brings together three contrasting forces: Jonas “JZ” Klinke, a battle-scarred lyricist raised on Neukölln’s street corners; Felix “Nebula” Brandt, an analog synth hoarder with a soft spot for East German radio textures; and Lina “Vel” Morgenstern, a conservatory dropout whose icy vocals and haunting hooks give the group its signature edge.
Their paths crossed at a chaotic warehouse rave in Friedrichshain. JZ was freestyling through the fog machine, Nebula hijacked the aux cable to drop a grime bootleg, and Vel—originally just photographing the night—ended up singing the hook that silenced the crowd. That spontaneous moment led to their first studio session, where “Catastrofe” was born.
“Catastrofe”, their explosive debut single, dropped exclusively on Filodyo, bypassing traditional platforms in a deliberate move to keep their sound raw and uncensored. It’s not just a song—it’s a signal. Ra Rauw 42 isn’t asking for attention. They’re taking it.
Catastrofe
Ra Rauw 42
Ra-Rauw
Raul Alejandro
Austin Baby
Chris Jedi
Gaby Music
Dime
Baby
I don't think I'll survive until the weekend
She wants me to become vegan
Your girlfriend
My favorite stripper
She's a little prettier
But just as toxic as you
I met you at a club in Medellin
I wanted to put you in a Lamborghini (Woh woh woh woh)
'Cause she's a party girl (Party girl)
And I gave her a pill (I gave her a pill woh)
I just have a message for you (Message)
I don't want to see you again
Have a good life (Have a good life)
I hope you lose your wallet (Hope you lose your wallet)
And you cry over every song (Oh my God)
I hope you run out of gas (Gas)
Your favorite song gets deleted (Gets deleted)
And your flight gets canceled (Gets canceled)
And you have a catastrophic night (Catastrophic night)
I hope you get a flat tire (Flat tire)
Your period is delayed for ten days (Delayed for ten days)
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled (Gets spoiled)
And you have a catastrophic night (And you have a catastrophic night)
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
I don't think I'll survive until the weekend (Until the weekend)
She wants me to become vegan (Vegan)
Your girlfriend
My favorite stripper (Oh my God)
She's a little prettier
But just as toxic as you (Baby)
I met you at a club in Medellin (Medellin)
I wanted to put you in a Lamborghini (Lamborghini)
(Woh woh woh woh)
'Cause she's a party girl (Party girl)
And I gave her a pill (Gave her a pill woh)
(Oh oh oh)
(Oh oh oh)
I just have a message for you (Message)
I don't want to see you again
Have a good life (Have a good life)
I hope you lose your wallet (Hope you lose your wallet)
And you cry over every song (Oh my God)
I hope you run out of gas (Gas)
Your favorite song gets deleted (Gets deleted)
And your flight gets canceled (Gets canceled)
And you have a catastrophic night (Catastrophic night)
I hope you get a flat tire (Flat tire)
Your period is delayed for ten days (Delayed for ten days)
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled (Gets spoiled)
And you have a catastrophic night (And you have a catastrophic night)
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
And you have a catastrophic night
(And you have a catastrophic night)
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
And you have a catastrophic night
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled
CREDITS
Performer: Ra Rauw 42
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Kiss Me When I'm Lying
Mirov Saint
Verified Artist
Mirov Saint
Meet Mirov Saint, everyone's favorite disco-spinning, beat-making connoisseur of all that is musical and funky. Hailing from a place as elusive as his name suggests, this maestro reigns from the far-flung utopia we like to call Saint Petersburg, crafting soundtracks that make our everyday lives feel like an enchanted fairy tale.
This genteel DJ, signed to Filodyo—shout out to them for recognising raw talent—works nightclub miracles, turning songs into disco-infused enchantments. His pièce de résistance? A cabaret dance cover of Romeo Vane's "Kiss Me When I'm Lying", of course. Because who needs a prince charming when you've got Mirov Saint remixing your life soundtrack?
Behind the decks, he becomes this alchemy wizard, transforming every beat into disco-gold, infusing happiness in every note. Take a gander at Mirov's Spotify. You'll think you've been transported to a Moscow underground disco in the 70s—a place where anxiety is unknown, and the mood is perpetually “Happy”.
So there you have it, folks. Mirov Saint, living proof that disco isn't dead, it's just been chilling in Saint Petersburg, waiting for one wizardly DJ to mix it back to life.
Kiss Me When I'm Lying
Mirov Saint
You taste like trouble and cheap red wine
Black boots kicking off the dashboard side
Your hair messed up and your friends outside
Small town talk but we move too fast
Everybody staring when we walk past
You laugh loud when the speakers break
Steal my jacket like a little game
Hands cold wrapped around my neck
You say “relax” then make a mess
Oh-oh
Don’t stop now
Oh-oh
Spin me around
Kiss me when I’m lying
Tell me I’m your type
We can fake forever for a Friday night
(Yeah yeah)
Your lipstick on my cigarette
Your number in my head again
One look and I lose control
Like whoa-oh-oh
Taxi doors and buzzing amps
Cheap hotel and tangled hands
Your dance moves cutting through the room
Everybody watching you
Low lights flicker on your rings
You move sharp to the kick drum beat
Every word got attitude
God you make bad ideas look cool
No sleep
Heartbeat
Fast lane
On repeat
Kiss me when I’m lying
Tell me I’m your type
We can fake forever for a Friday night
(Hey hey)
Your perfume on my leather coat
You pull away then pull me close
One touch and I lose control
Like whoa-oh-oh
Bad habits look good on you
Too much smoke in the dressing room
Red lights blur when you bite your lip
Whole damn room start losing it
Kiss me when I’m lying
Dance into the light
Young hearts burning through the after-midnight
(Yeah yeah)
Your name stuck like a melody
Wild eyes full of energy
One kiss and the whole world spins
Again and again
Black boots
Backseat
Your laugh
Still on me
CREDITS
Performer: Mirov Saint
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Long Distance Line ...
Eli Varnish
Verified Artist
Eli Varnish
Eli Varnish spent most of his life drawing straight lines for crooked cities. As an architect, he designed libraries, train stations, and far too many gray, forgettable office buildings. He was always more interested in light than concrete — the way it moved through windows, shifted on floors, or disappeared behind closed doors. But deadlines piled up, and inspiration gave way to invoices. When he retired at 62, he didn’t throw a party. He just handed in his keys, took the long way home, and listened to the silence.
That’s when the music came back.
In his youth, Eli had played piano quietly — always in private, never in public. Now, with no blueprints to chase, he returned to the keys. Slowly. Gently. A few friends joined him — a bassist who used to drive a bus, a trombonist who sold insurance, and a drummer who once taught math. They started meeting weekly above an old bookstore. No gigs, no names. Just music.
Eventually, they found their way into a small jazz bar — dim, warm, and half-forgotten. That’s where Eli plays now. No spotlight, no talk. Just a glass of red wine, a crooked hat, and a piano that creaks in all the right places. The audience doesn’t clap much. They just nod, like they recognize something they forgot they knew.
Eli doesn’t miss architecture. “Buildings are meant to last,” he says, “but songs... songs are meant to leave.” And so he plays — not to impress, but to remember. To trace old lines in the air. To build something no one can own, but everyone can feel.
Long Distance Line from the Bosphorus
Eli Varnish
I’m calling from a room with peeling paint
A radio coughing out the truth
The kettle screams like it knows my name
Coins on the table none of them are you
The line is bad the night is worse
Somewhere a ferry cuts the dark in two
I got your number on a matchbook
And a voice that still remembers you
The operator’s half asleep
She says “Sir you still there?”
I say “Yeah I’m breathing smoke and prayers
Trying to get through anywhere”
This is a long distance line from the Bosphorus
I got one minute maybe less
If the city don’t swallow my words whole
You’ll hear me say I did my best
Yeah it’s a long distance line from the Bosphorus
The signal shakes the past comes through
If this call drops into the water
Just know I was calling you
There’s a man downstairs selling broken watches
Says time owes him money too
Every streetlight flickers like a bad idea
Every bar knows something I won’t tell you
I saw your face in a cracked mirror
Right next to a stain on the wall
I tried to hang up three times already
But this phone just won’t let me fall
This is a long distance line from the Bosphorus
The clock’s got a loaded gun
If I disappear between the numbers
Just say I was almost done
Hello?
Yeah… it’s me
Listen don’t say my name
The walls here got ears
And the night’s taking notes
It’s a long distance line from the Bosphorus
Static dancing in my head
If you hear silence after this
That’s just the things I never said
The operator counts me down
Five… four… the river wins
Click
CREDITS
Performer: Eli Varnish
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Weightless
Luna Leimberg
Verified Artist
Luna Leimberg
Luna Leimberg is a German-born singer-songwriter known for her ethereal sound and introspective lyrics. Raised in Berlin, she grew up surrounded by a diverse music scene, blending electronic beats with organic melodies. Influenced by a mix of dream pop, indie electronica, and alternative R&B, Luna’s music explores themes of self-discovery, fleeting moments, and emotional landscapes.
Her breakthrough single, "Weightless," showcases her signature airy vocals over atmospheric production, creating a hypnotic and immersive experience. The song quickly gained traction among indie and electronic music lovers, drawing comparisons to artists like Banks and London Grammar.
Luna’s artistry is deeply connected to visual storytelling, often incorporating abstract and cinematic elements into her music videos and live performances. With a unique blend of vulnerability and mystique, she continues to carve her own path in the contemporary music scene.
Weightless
Luna Leimberg
City hums like a quiet storm
Footsteps weave through a sleepless dawn
Glass reflections stories untold
Fingers trace where the night unfolds
Every face a fleeting spark
Moments slipping in the dark
Silent currents pull me near
Waves of time dissolve my fear
Weightless drifting through the tide
No more anchors left to fight
Let the world just spin away
Lost in motion here I’ll stay
Faint reminders on a silver screen
Ghosts of places I’ve never been
Threads of voices tangled tight
Falling forward into light
Every face a fleeting spark
Moments slipping in the dark
Silent currents pull me near
Waves of time dissolve my fear
Weightless drifting through the tide
No more anchors left to fight
Let the world just spin away
Lost in motion here I’ll stay
Not a dream not a memory
Only now is calling me
Gravity is letting go
Now I finally know
City hums like a quiet storm
Footsteps fade but I'm reborn
CREDITS
Performer: Luna Leimberg
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Falling
Sienna Marlowe
Verified Artist
Sienna Marlowe
Born and bred in the heart of Italy, Sienna Marlowe is a singer whose voice echoes with the rich history and timeless elegance of her homeland. As a child, Sienna would trespass into deserted train stations, her little voice echoing off the crumbling walls and intertwining with the rusted whispers of the forgotten railways. Her imagination would paint these forlorn shrieks of metal and dust into an imagined symphony of applause, encouraging her to believe in a world where silence spoke volumes and the stillness of an abandoned platform could become her music's grandest stage.
Passionate and prodigiously talented, Marlowe saw the world through a unique lens, where dreams danced in every corner. Her breakthrough hit, "I'm Not The One," captures this spirit perfectly, weaving a tale of love and perhaps a dash of Italian dramatic flair into an unforgettable, raw, powerful ballad. This song, much like Marlowe's career, is a testament to her innate ability to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary, transforming everyday experiences into melodies that tug on heartstrings and tickle the soul. As a music biographer, you can't help but tip your hat to Sienna, who just might shout "Bravissimo!" at a rust-caked railway track, and you'd better believe it would be the most melodious cheer you've ever heard.
The heart of Sienna Marlowe's story is as simple and as complicated as a rusted railway line - it's about finding beauty in the abandoned, and a voice in the silence. Her journey from that deserted train station in Italy to the glamorous spotlight of international fame is a captivating symphony in itself. Hopping on this train of her musical journey, it's impossible not to sway along to the endearing rhythm of Sienna's life, one that serenades us with the notion that music truly knows no bounds – not even a "Do Not Enter" sign at an old train station.
Falling
Sienna Marlowe
Don't know when it'll fall away
Lighting up just to light the way
Another town on an endless road
And if I go
I hope you will forgive me
Mama
I hope you found your peace
In the place of your taming
Baby
I hope you think of me
The lighter click and the bottle top
The colored sky is now charcoal fog
And somehow
I'm still a child
With the wildfire
I hope you will forgive me
Mama
I hope you found your peace
In the place of your taming
Baby
I hope you think of me
Against all odds
Still stand tall
Tripped and fell
I made a call
And I got back up
Though I'm seasick and half-forsaken
Got one good hand for the other breakin'
And at times
Too much
But
Baby
I'm fallin'
In your arms
I could feel my fate
But the swaying never goes away
And now the girl sits on goat hill
She's mine now still
CREDITS
Performer: Sienna Marlowe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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What’s It Made Of?
LYA
Verified Artist
LYA
“If it doesn’t ask questions, it’s not music.”
LYA (pronounced “Lie-uh”) is a genre-defying artist from Berlin whose roots stretch from conservatory string quartets to the depths of fog-drenched warehouse raves. A classically trained violinist who once performed Vivaldi at age nine, she left formal music behind in her early 20s to pursue something more fractured, more real. What emerged was a sound as delicate as it is defiant—where harpsichords coexist with 2-step beats, and questions matter more than answers.
Her music exists in a liminal zone: somewhere between dance and disassociation, pop and poetry, cathedral and club. LYA often weaves spoken-word passages into her songs, transforming internal monologues into melodic mantras. Vocals—sometimes her own, sometimes spliced and AI-shifted—glide over textured layers of cello, muted synths, and ambient distortion. Think: if Imogen Heap grew up listening to Burial and wrote haikus in code.
LYA’s debut EP “Syntax of Sleep” was a quiet cult success among insomniac circles on Bandcamp, praised for its “introspective maximalism.” Her live sets, often accompanied by generative visuals and interactive lighting that reacts to audience movement, blur the line between concert and hallucination. She isn’t afraid of silence, nor of noise. Both, to her, are forms of rhythm.
LYA doesn’t write songs to explain. She writes them to wonder. “What’s It Made Of?”—her latest single via notfm—isn’t just a title. It’s a dare. A whisper in the hallway between thoughts. A reminder that meaning isn’t always the point.
What’s It Made Of?
LYA
Woke up in a sentence I don’t remember writing
(uhhh)
My name’s on the wall
but it’s spelled with a “Y” now
weird
I tried to fold the sunlight into thirds
but it keeps leaking through the creases
Like—
was that ever the point?
(Hey!)
Did we name the silence just to fill it?
A blue cup a red sock a key with no lock
Mom said dreams don’t rot
but I found mold on the corners of mine
(yeah uh-huh)
What’s it made of?
(Lie?)
What’s it made oooooof?
Is this glass or just slow ice?
(what’s the—yeah)
If I bite it will it crack or cry?
(Haha—cry?)
I asked the mirror but she blinked
Twice
My coat is full of exit signs
but none of them point north
I sleep in the hallway between thoughts—
and that’s fine
Or it was
(Was it?)
Someone keeps leaving me notes
in a handwriting I don't remember learning
“Simplify”
“Unwind”
“Don't trust the tulips”
What’s it made of?!
(don’t tell me it’s hope again)
What’s it maaaade of?!
If it’s love why’s it shaped like a chair leg?
If it’s truth
why does it taste like batteries?
Whoa whoa—
Don’t go there
Not now
(NOT NOW!)
CREDITS
Performer: LYA
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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Da Da Dara (Move Yo...
Riko & Tay
Verified Artist
Riko & Tay
Brooklyn-born duo Riko & Tay are here to shake up the music scene with their infectious blend of funk, afrobeat, and modern dance-pop. Combining bold charisma with undeniable chemistry, these two childhood friends grew up surrounded by the rhythms of the city, and their music is a reflection of that vibrant, multicultural energy.
Their debut single, "Da Da Dara (Move Your Body)," released under Filodyo Records, is a high-octane anthem designed to get people on their feet. Featuring a driving beat, playful call-and-response vocals, and an irresistible chorus packed with their signature “da da dara” hook, the song became an instant crowd favorite. Critics have called it a “party-starter for a new generation,” and fans can’t get enough of the duo’s electrifying energy.
Riko brings a bold, fiery edge with his commanding vocals and lively stage presence, while Tay balances it with smooth harmonies and a magnetic charm. Together, they create music that’s all about joy, movement, and connection, celebrating the power of rhythm to bring people together.
With their debut EP on the way, Riko & Tay are set to take their place as the new kings of dancefloor funk, proving that when they say “move your body,” you really can’t resist.
Da Da Dara (Move Your Body)
Riko & Tay
Me no care what dem people say
Life too short we dance all day
Feet on fire we don’t stop now
Drum go boom make de rhythm loud
We rise up no fall down
From de dirt we wear de crown
Heartbeat strong we feel de vibe
Dis da way we come alive!
Da da dara dat dat da
Move yuh body shake yuh wah!
Da da dara hey hey ha
Dance till morning don’t say nah!
Moonlight shine on we golden skin
De beat don’t stop de groove begin
Hands up high we feel so free
Tonight we write we history
We rise up no fall down
From de dirt we wear de crown
Heartbeat strong we feel de vibe
Dis da way we come alive!
Da da dara dat dat da
Move yuh body shake yuh wah!
Da da dara hey hey ha
Dance till morning don’t say nah!
Hear de conga feel de sound
De rhythm spin us round and round
We go higher to de sky
Dis de way we always fly!
Da da dara dat dat da
Move yuh body shake yuh wah!
Da da dara hey hey ha
Dance till morning don’t say nah!
CREDITS
Performer: Riko & Tay
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.
