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HOT TRACK
Ashes Know My Name
Elias Crowe
Verified Artist
Elias Crowe
Elias Crowe is an American singer-songwriter whose music lives somewhere between Latin blues, desert rock and roots Americana. Raised among the wide landscapes of the American Southwest, he developed a quiet fascination with stories of ordinary people, forgotten highways and the invisible weight carried through everyday life. Rather than chasing trends, Crowe built his sound around expressive guitar work, restrained vocals and songs that value silence as much as melody.
His recordings are known for their cinematic atmosphere, blending warm acoustic textures, soulful electric guitar and subtle Latin rhythms into music that feels timeless rather than nostalgic. Crowe rarely writes in absolutes. His lyrics explore redemption, memory, resilience and the fragile space between hope and regret, often using simple images to reveal deeper emotional truths. Listeners are drawn to the honesty of his performances, where every note feels lived rather than performed.
Although his style echoes the spirit of classic American roots music, Elias Crowe continues to shape a voice that is unmistakably his own. Whether performing intimate ballads or slow-burning rock songs, he favors authenticity over spectacle, allowing emotion, craftsmanship and atmosphere to lead every performance. His work has earned a loyal audience that values music not for its volume, but for its ability to linger long after the final chord has faded.
Ashes Know My Name
Elias Crowe
Slow down…
Don’t wake the fire
It already knows
Who I am
Dust hangs low where the old road bends
Every scar still remembers friends
I don’t ask if tomorrow stays
I just count the smoke instead of days
One cold wind
One tired hand
Trying to build
What never stands
Every prayer arrives
Wearing different clothes
Maybe heaven answers
Maybe nobody knows
Hold your flame
Don’t hide your face
Even broken walls
Can become a place
If the night
Calls out my name
I’ll answer slow
Just the same
Hold your flame…
Don’t let it fade
My father’s coat still smells like rain
Every pocket keeps a different pain
Coins grow heavy
Truth grows light
Some men disappear
Before the fight
I don’t need another miracle
Only one more mile to walk
The silence speaks
Louder than angels
When nobody talks
Hold your flame
Across the storm
Nothing living
Stays untouched or warm
If I fall
Don’t call my name
Just leave the fire…
Exactly where it came
The ashes know my name…
The ashes know…
My name…
CREDITS
Performer: Elias Crowe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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New York, I Loved You
Asha Monroex
Verified Artist
Asha Monroex
Asha Monroex, a New York native, is a self-made artist carving out her own niche in the world of Independent Pop. Best known for her hit single "New York, I Loved You," Monroex is as much a part of the city's fabric as its yellow taxis and insomniac lifestyle.
A craftswoman of melancholic melodies, Asha's artistry spirals on downbeat rhythms and swirls of synth-driven soundscapes that resonate with her heartfelt lyricism. She's the type of artist who pens her poignant prose amidst the organized chaos of her Lower East Side apartment, making her music feels as personal as being let in on a closely guarded secret.
Inherently prolific, Monroex is a master at evoking emotional responses with her emotionally charged tracks. She captures the long teary taxi rides home and 3 am heartbreak with a quiet grace and majesty that far surpasses her fellow indie pop peers. Her melodies come through not as songs, but as anthems for those who've experienced love and loss in the city that never sleeps.
Always genuine and undeniably relatable, Asha endears herself to her listeners by turning sorrow into swagger, one resonating note at a time. Her music isn't just a catalogue of songs; it's a journey through the ups and downs of life in the big city, wrapped up in a soulful pop package. And trust us, once you're on this ride, you're not going to want to get off.
New York, I Loved You
Asha Monroex
Seventh Avenue 2 AM
You had your jacket on I had nowhere to be then
Yellow cabs blurring past the rain
You said my name like it was something you wanted to keep
Rooftop views and corner store wine
You made this city feel like it was only mine
But New York doesn't stop for anyone
And neither did you when you were done
I still hear the subway underground
Every time I'm trying not to think about
The way you laughed when the lights went out
New York I loved you
But I loved him more
And he left like the L train
Through a closing door
I still got the skyline
I still got the rain
But baby loving you was my
Most beautiful pain
Brooklyn bridge on a Saturday
You took my picture like you planned to stay
I framed it hung it on the wall
Took it down in November when the leaves would fall
You were Harlem jazz at midnight
I was trying to be your home
But some men love a city
More than they'll ever love you alone
I still walk the same blocks we used to share
Turn the corner half-expecting you'd be there
(yeah…)
But the city just stares
(just stares…)
New York I loved you
But I loved him more
And he left like the L train
Through a closing door
I still got the skyline
I still got the rain
But baby loving you was my
Most beautiful pain
(most beautiful…)
This city taught me everything I know
How to hold on
(hold on)
How to let go
(let go)
How to stand in the middle of a million souls
And still feel whole
(feel whole…)
New York didn't break me
He just set the scene
(mm)
And I was never really lost
I just hadn't found me
(found me…)
(ohhhh)
New York I loved you
(loved you)
And I love me now
(now)
Traded in the heartbreak
For my own vow
(yeah)
Still got the skyline
Still got the rain
(the rain…)
And baby — that pain
Made me everything
(everything…)
mmmh…
CREDITS
Performer: Asha Monroex
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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City of Us (ft Kairo)
Zion Vale
Verified Artist
Zion Vale
Seismic, fresh, and ready to take the pop world by storm, Zion Vale is the windswept prodigy hailing from Manhattan's electric heartbeat. Illuminating the shadows of Indy Pop with a voice that sways between whispers and roars, Zion is the authentic, soul-penetrating force you didn’t know you were waiting for.
Kicking it back to their school days, Zion crossed paths with the musically gifted Kairo. What started as simple shared detention notes evolved into a collaborative crescendo—culminating in their standout track "City of Us". This song is Zion's self-proclaimed love letter to their city—a hopeful anthem designed to unite, inspire, and get stuck on repeat in your head.
Against a backdrop of sizzling city nights, Zion's brand of Pop - potent, playful, and undeniably infectious - has been getting Manhattan's less-grimy gutters humming. Imagine if Jupiter and Mars got together to jam: that's the level of celestial meeting of the minds we're talking about here, people.
With a charismatic blend of lyrical genius, Zion Vale is set to redefine what it means to be an independent artist. So keep one ear to the ground, because Zion is about to drop the beat that echoes the 'City of Us' and, trust us, you don't want to miss it.
City of Us (ft Kairo)
Zion Vale
Concrete and dreams underneath my feet
Grew up on these blocks where the cold and the warm meet
Didn't have much but I had this view
Rooftops and water towers skies painted blue
This city raised me made me who I am
Every subway line running through my veins
And I've been down I've been lost in these streets
But every time I fell this city caught me
(mm)
New York New York
I was made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that I own
I have loved I have lost
On these streets made of stone
But I always — always
Find my way home
Harlem nights had nothing but a name
Told myself either make it or make it no game
Penthouse dreams from a fire escape view
This city don't love you till you prove something true
I've seen men fold under all this weight
But New York only opens up for those who wait
And I've been cold sleeping on ambition
But this city turned my hunger into vision
(yeah)
New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
But we always — always
Find our way home
(ohhh yeah)
(home…)
They say the city never sleeps
(never sleeps)
But I've seen it quiet
At 4 AM when even the brave weep
(weep…)
And still — the lights stay on
(lights stay on)
And still — we carry on
(carry on…)
Because this city chose us
As much as we chose it
(mm)
Every broken dream here
Still has fire in it
(fire…)
(ohhhh)
New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
(own it)
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
(these streets)
But we always — always
(always)
Find our way
(find our way)
Home
(HOME)
(ohhhhh)
New York…
(mm)
You never let me go
(never…)
And I never wanted you to
(fade)
CREDITS
Performer: Zion Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Better By Half
The Corner Clerks
Verified Artist
The Corner Clerks
The Corner Clerks are a lively three-member band hailing from England, blending elements of ska and rock to create a vibrant sound that resonates with joy and hope. Their music is characterized by playful melodies and upbeat rhythms, perfect for lifting spirits and inspiring listeners. With their debut track, "Better By Half," they set the tone for an engaging catalog that promises to be as uplifting as it is catchy. The Corner Clerks infuse their songs with an infectious energy, making their performances a celebration of life and positivity.
Each member brings a unique flavor to the group, crafting a collective identity that shines through in every track. The band's sound effortlessly fuses alternative rock and pop influences with ska rhythms, resulting in a style that is refreshing and accessible. Lyrically, they focus on themes of optimism and resilience, drawing listeners into a world where challenges are met with a hopeful spirit. Their upbeat tracks invite audiences to dance, sing along, and embrace the lighter side of life.
With plans for more releases on the horizon, The Corner Clerks are poised to carve out a distinct space in the music scene. Their dedication to creating feel-good music sets them apart, ensuring that each new track will carry forth their signature blend of uplifting vibes and catchy hooks. As they continue to develop their sound and expand their repertoire, fans can look forward to an ongoing celebration of happiness through music.
Better By Half
The Corner Clerks
You took the long way home again
Counted every coin you spent
Said the city had no manners
But you kept your Sunday sense
There’s a man at the station
With a paper and a grin
Says the world keeps turning
But nobody clocks in
You had plans on a napkin
Now they’re folded in your coat
You keep laughing at the timing
Like it’s some private joke
There’s a queue at the bakery
There’s a dog outside the bank
There’s a song from a taxi
That you almost want to thank
You don’t need a big answer
You don’t need a grand escape
You just need one decent Tuesday
And a bit less on your plate
So you straighten your collar
Let the bad news pass
Put your hands in your pockets
And you make it last
Not winning not losing
Just doing the math
Some days get better
Better by half
Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck
Better by half
No golden plan
Just one more joke
And a steady hand
You don’t need glory
You don’t need proof
Just somebody laughing
At the back of the room
Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck
Your cousin had a theory
About getting out clean
Then he bought a small van
And a coffee machine
Now he parks by the market
With his radio low
Says the secret is simple
Never let Monday know
You remember old trouble
With a smile on its face
How it sat beside your future
And took up all the space
But you made a little progress
On a very plain day
Paid one bill sent one message
Threw one bad thought away
So you straighten your collar
Let the bad news pass
Put your hands in your pockets
And you make it last
Not winning not losing
Just doing the math
Some days get better
Better by half
Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck
Better by half
No golden plan
Just one more joke
And a steady hand
You don’t need glory
You don’t need proof
Just somebody laughing
At the back of the room
Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck
No parade no headline
No speech to rehearse
Just a small kind of fortune
When it could have been worse
You can carry your worries
But loosen the strap
Life may not fix you
But it cuts you some slack
Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck
Better by half
No golden plan
Just one more joke
And a steady hand
You don’t need glory
You don’t need proof
Just somebody laughing
At the back of the room
Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck
You took the long way home again
Counted every coin you spent
Said the city had no manners
But you kept your Sunday sense
CREDITS
Performer: The Corner Clerks
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Feelings
Sarah X
Verified Artist
Sarah X
Sarah X is an indie pop artist whose vibrant soundscape draws influences from the disco era while weaving in contemporary pop elements. With her single "Feelings," Sarah encapsulates the essence of joy, hope, and romantic longing, creating an uplifting atmosphere that resonates deeply with listeners. Her vocal delivery is characterized by warmth and sincerity, which elevates the spirited instrumentation that defines her style.
While "Feelings" serves as a standout track, it also reflects a broader narrative in Sarah's catalog, where happiness and optimism are recurring themes. The blend of disco beats and catchy melodies creates a nostalgic yet fresh listening experience, inviting audiences to dance along to her music. She effortlessly connects with her audience through relatable lyrics that speak to love and infatuation, making each song feel personal and engaging.
Emerging from a creative space where she found her voice amid the eclectic Berlin indie music scene, Sarah X has cultivated a sound that feels both timeless and modern. Her music not only pays homage to genre pioneers but also carves out its own identity, with a focus on feel-good vibes that uplift and inspire. As she continues to develop her catalog, Sarah X remains dedicated to crafting songs that celebrate life's joyful moments while connecting deeply with her audience.
Feelings
Sarah X
Feelings
Now we're out of touch
And it feels strange
If I'm being honest
I don't think I've ever been in love
I was young
And you were the closest thing to it
So it felt close enough
Now I'm here
Feeling so dumb
Aren't we over this by now?
I thought I'd finally figured it out
My friends tell me
That it was a real relationship
'Cause that's what I said it was
But how could it have been?
We were just kids
Trying to play pretend
At least you were
And I thought I could keep up
I thought it would be fun
But now I'm here
Feeling so dumb
Now I'm here
Having flashbacks to the days
That I'd make you smile
And you'd run and hide your face
That was the closest thing to love
I've ever known
And now I'm here
And now it's gone
I guess I'm just waiting
For it to come back along
Aren't we over this by now?
I thought I'd finally figured it out
My friends tell me
That it was a real relationship
'Cause that's what I said it was
But how could it have been?
We were just kids
Trying to play pretend
At least you were
And I thought I could keep up
I thought it would be fun
But now I'm here
Feeling so dumb
CREDITS
Performer: Sarah X
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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New Beginnings
Sheela West
Verified Artist
Sheela West
Sheela West, hailing from the sun-baked landscapes of Arizona, embodies the invigorating spirit of contemporary country music, blending playful pop elements with rock undertones. With each note she sings, like in her vibrant track "New Beginnings," Sheela captures the essence of youthful exploration and heartfelt empowerment. Her sound is characterized by polished production, featuring catchy melodies and acoustic guitar that invite listeners to embrace joyous moments and new adventures. Late-night writing sessions beneath the stars have fueled her creativity, allowing her to craft narratives that resonate deeply while also providing a soundtrack for carefree nights.
As part of a local scene that thrives on collaboration and spontaneity, Sheela draws inspiration from the pulsating energy of clubs where diverse genres intersect. Her catalog reflects this rich tapestry, with tracks that evoke a spectrum of emotions—from the hopeful anthem "Chasing Stars" to the playful vibes of "Summer Skies." Each song showcases her ability to connect with an audience through relatable themes of love, freedom, and self-discovery. With a youthful vocal character and an uplifting aura, Sheela West stands ready to make an indelible mark on the hearts of country music fans everywhere.
New Beginnings
Sheela West
Packed my bags heading out tonight
City sights yeah they feel so bright
Got a feeling it's time to run
Leaving the past I'm ready for fun
Every step feels like a brand new start
Finding freedom that's where I'll find my heart
Hey I'm alive feel the rhythm rise
Dancing through the streets watch the good times fly
Letting go of what held me back
Now I'm on my way never looking back
Met some faces shared a laugh or two
Every moment feels like something new
With the music I can finally breathe
This is my time got so much to achieve
And when the night falls I won’t be alone
With the stars shining I've found my home
[Final Chorus]
Hey I'm alive feel the rhythm rise
Dancing through the streets watch the good times fly
Letting go of what held me back
Now I'm on my way never looking back
CREDITS
Performer: Sheela West
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Kaiser Tempo
Herr Casino
Verified Artist
Herr Casino
Herr Casino, the enigmatic artist from Vienna, effortlessly blends the vibrant worlds of dance, disco, and electronic pop. With an uplifting energy that resonates through tracks like "Kaiser Tempo" and "Disco Machiavelli," his music invites listeners to revel in moments of joy and hope. Each song showcases his playful vocal identity, characterized by a male voice that carries a sense of infectious enthusiasm, making his work perfect for both lively dance floors and introspective evenings.
Across his catalog, Herr Casino's tracks are united by their energetic beats and evocative themes. Songs like "Kaiser Tempo" radiate happiness and inspiration, while "Disco Machiavelli" explores deeper emotional landscapes, balancing loneliness with uplifting melodies. This duality reflects his artistic vision, where joyous dance music meets introspective storytelling, creating a rich tapestry of sound that captivates and engages listeners. Whether you're looking to dance or reflect, Herr Casino's music provides the perfect backdrop for a variety of moods and moments.
Kaiser Tempo
Herr Casino
Achtung
Herr Casino
Kaiser Tempo
No love story
No apology
Nur Rhythmus
He came in sharp
Black coat white face
Gold ring no name
One step two guards
Red wine fast cars
Cold smile big talk
Slow hands hard walk
Everybody said
Who is this man?
Nobody moved
Nobody ran
He smiled like a banker
Danced like a thief
Talked like a prince
With a knife in his sleeve
Kaiser Tempo
King of the room
Too much money
Not enough truth
Clickclick
Camera flash
Ticktick
Count the cash
Big talk
Small town
Lights up
Hands down
He don’t sing
He declares
He don’t love
He compares
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
He says yes
When the world says no
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Velvet shoes
And a radio soul
Ohoh
Zu spät mein Freund
Ohoh
He never goes home
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Everybody knows
But nobody knows
Hotel lobby
Three am
Same old story
New problem
Silver lighter
Foreign smoke
He tells the truth
Like it’s a joke
Listen darling
Life is a game
Change the rules
Then change your name
He signs the bill
With a fountain pen
Leaves no number
Comes back again
One hand waving
One hand cold
Too young to stop
Too rich to grow old
Clickclick
Camera flash
Ticktick
Count the cash
Big talk
Small town
Lights up
Hands down
He don’t run
He arrives
He don’t sleep
He survives
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
He says yes
When the world says no
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Velvet shoes
And a radio soul
Ohoh
Zu spät mein Freund
Ohoh
He never goes home
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Everybody knows
But nobody knows
In Vienna
They called him trouble
In Paris
They called him style
In Milan
They called him expensive
In Berlin
They just smiled
He said
Gentlemen
You can buy the ticket
But you cannot buy the entrance
Then the bass came in
Tempo
Kaiser
Tempo
Kaiser
No crown
No throne
Just a telephone
No heart
No fear
Just a mirror near
Tempo
Kaiser
Tempo
Kaiser
Talk fast
Walk slow
Never let the people know
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
He says yes
When the world says no
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Velvet shoes
And a radio soul
Ohoh
Zu spät mein Freund
Ohoh
He never goes home
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Everybody knows
But nobody knows
Achtung
The bill is paid
The room is empty
Kaiser Tempo
Has left the building
CREDITS
Performer: Herr Casino
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Power Play (ft Dari...
Heather Davis
Verified Artist
Heather Davis
Heather Davis is a London-based artist whose music pulses with the vibrant energy of modern dance and disco. Infused with influences from the city’s club culture, her tracks like "Power Play (ft Darius Vale)" showcase her ability to blend nu-disco rhythms with electro-pop sensibilities. With a strong yet playful vocal delivery that echoes confidence, Heather’s music invites listeners to embrace their own strength and joy. Her songs evolve around themes of self-empowerment and celebration, creating an uplifting atmosphere that resonates in every beat.
Heather's catalog features an array of meticulously crafted tracks that reflect her unique artistic vision. Alongside "Power Play," listeners can explore other energetic anthems that ooze happiness and hopefulness, designed to keep spirits high on the dance floor. The synergy of tight four-on-the-floor drums, funky basslines, and glossy synths not only establishes her signature sound but also makes each track feel like a celebration of life’s joyous moments, capturing the essence of what it means to truly live in the moment.
Power Play (ft Darius Vale)
Heather Davis
Walking in I feel the shift
Confidence it’s my gift
No more waiting for a sign
I’m my own and I feel fine
Every glance they see the change
A subtle glow I rearrange
Moving through like I own the space
This is my time I’ll set the pace
I’m not here for your approval
Shining bright I’m my own fuel
Step aside feel the vibe let it sway
I’m alive in this power play
No more aftertone of what could be
I’m the story I’m the key
With each beat I redefine
Crafting moments I’m aligned
Every glance they see the change
A subtle glow I rearrange
Moving through like I own the space
This is my time I’ll set the pace
I’m not here for your approval
Shining bright I’m my own fuel
Step aside feel the vibe let it sway
I’m alive in this power play
Yeah I walk in cool no script no stunt
Clean cut low talk I don’t need the front
Hands in the pocket watch the room bend
Every small doubt I had I just left to end
Fresh on my feet let the floorboards talk
No borrowed shine I built my own walk
Look at me now no mask no delay
I move with the groove then I move out the way
Catch the rhythm let it flow
This is where I’ll let it show
No more doubt just clarity
This is my reality
I’m not here for your approval
Shining bright I’m my own fuel
Step aside feel the vibe let it sway
I’m alive in this power play
CREDITS
Performer: Heather Davis
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Question Life
The Unpaid Actors
Verified Artist
The Unpaid Actors
The Unpaid Actors is a vibrant three-member DJ group based in Berlin, known for their eclectic blend of dance, disco, and electronic sounds. The trio consists of Leo, a dynamic producer with an ear for infectious beats; Mia, a soulful vocalist who infuses their tracks with emotion; and Sam, a master of live mixing who brings the energy to their performances. They first crossed paths at a local underground party where they bonded over their shared passion for music and the art of DJing. Following that serendipitous night, they began collaborating, quickly realizing that their combined creative energies produced something special.
Their catalog, though currently featuring just one track, "Question Life," showcases a hopeful and inspirational vibe that resonates with listeners on an emotional level. The song embodies a dreamy atmosphere paired with playful and uplifting melodies, making it perfect for both intimate settings and late-night dance floors. While they are still expanding their repertoire, The Unpaid Actors have already established a signature sound characterized by sensual vocals and rhythmic grooves that invite listeners to escape into the music.
As they continue to develop their artistry, The Unpaid Actors aim to produce tracks that not only entertain but also inspire reflection and connection among audiences. Each song they create serves as an invitation to explore themes of identity and existence, echoing the essence of "Question Life." With plans for more releases in the near future, this Berlin-based trio is poised to make a significant mark on the independent music scene as they invite listeners to join them on this exciting musical journey.
Question Life
The Unpaid Actors
I wore my doubts like coins
In the coin-slot sky
Tossed them up for answers
They came back tied
My shoes on the curb
My hands in my coat
I asked the dark around me
For one clear note
And every sign
Looked back at me
Like maybe
Maybe it’s me
Question life
Question life
I keep asking why
Question life
Question life
Till the hurt goes quiet
My mother said “hold on”
My brother said “run”
My best friend laughed too hard
When I said “what’s done is done?”
The train doors opened
I stepped right in
No map in my pocket
Just a pulse and a grin
And every face
On that crowded ride
Said maybe
Maybe tonight
Question life
Question life
I keep asking why
Question life
Question life
Till the hurt goes quiet
If I don’t know
Then I don’t know
Still I’m moving
Still I’m close
To something real
Under my feet
Not all answers
Have to speak
Question life
Question life
I keep asking why
Question life
Question life
Till the hurt goes quiet
Question life
Question life
I’m alive tonight
Question life
Question life
And that’s my light
CREDITS
Performer: The Unpaid Actors
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Halfway Honest
Rowan Grey
Verified Artist
Rowan Grey
Rowan Grey is an alternative R&B pop singer whose work resonates with emotional authenticity and sonic warmth. Known for his close-miked vocal style, Rowan's agile phrasing and subtle falsetto add layers of complexity to his music. His track "Halfway Honest" exemplifies his unique ability to weave together minimal Rhodes chords, rounded bass lines, and delicate nylon guitar details while incorporating subtle electronic textures that create a rich listening experience.
The themes of trust and honesty run deeply through Rowan's songwriting. He explores the bittersweet nature of relationships, balancing moments of vulnerability with hints of hopefulness amid sadness. Each track he releases invites listeners into an intimate space where they can reflect on their own experiences, making his music relatable and profound. The emotionally charged lyrics paired with minimalist production allow Rowan's voice to shine, creating a connection that lingers long after the music fades.
Collaborating with producer Hakan E., Rowan has carved out a distinctive sound marked by its lush instrumentation and poignant storytelling. His catalog, though still blossoming, reflects a commitment to crafting songs that speak to the human experience, engaging with feelings that are often left unspoken. As he continues to develop his artistry, Rowan Grey aims to leave an indelible mark on the independent music scene, inviting audiences to join him on this heartfelt exploration of life and love.
Halfway Honest
Rowan Grey
I told you enough to calm your doubt
Left every harder detail out
Called it mercy called it care
But truth with holes is still unfair
You read my face before my words
Knew every answer had been curved
I kept the facts at arm's length
Then watched that distance take our strength
I cannot ask for trust again
Without admitting where I bent
I was halfway honest
That means halfway gone
I gave you selected pieces
Then asked you to hold on
I was halfway honest
You deserved the whole
No more careful versions
No more edited soul
I made excuses sound so clean
Kept my fault behind a screen
Said I wanted us to heal
While I hid what you could feel
You never asked for perfect proof
Only one complete hard truth
So here it is without defense
I broke our bond with half events
I cannot ask for trust again
Without admitting where I bent
I was halfway honest
That means halfway gone
I gave you selected pieces
Then asked you to hold on
I was halfway honest
You deserved the whole
No more careful versions
No more edited soul
If you leave I understand
If you stay I change my stand
Either way this much is true
I will not hide myself from you
I was halfway honest
That means halfway gone
I gave you selected pieces
Then asked you to hold on
I was halfway honest
You deserved the whole
Now you get the full truth
No more edited soul
CREDITS
Performer: Rowan Grey
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Your Name Stayed Home
Domestic Ghosts
Verified Artist
Domestic Ghosts
Domestic Ghosts are a fictional three-piece indie band built around songs about the emotional residue people leave behind. Guitarist and vocalist Mara Bell, bassist Owen Pike and drummer Jules Navarro met while sharing rehearsal space above a neighborhood laundromat, where late-night demos slowly became a catalog of intimate, lived-in stories.
Their song “Your Name Stayed Home” turns an ordinary apartment into a map of absence. A jacket on a chair, cold coffee, an old radio station and two tickets bought by habit carry the weight of a relationship that ended without a villain. The band pairs restrained guitars and patient rhythms with a vocal that lets silence do as much work as melody.
Domestic Ghosts make alternative music for the aftermath rather than the argument. Their sound is observant, spacious and gently haunted, finding meaning in rooms, routines and objects that remember more than people expect.
Your Name Stayed Home
Domestic Ghosts
You left your jacket on the kitchen chair
Like it still expected you somewhere
Coffee’s cold but I pour it anyway
Habits never learn the words we say
Your favorite station still finds the beat
But even songs sound incomplete
Funny how a room can keep a face
Long after footsteps leave the place
Nobody’s wrong
Nobody won
Just another ending
Quietly begun
Your name stayed home
Even when you didn’t
Hanging on the walls
Like they never listened
I locked every door
Still the silence came through
Turns out empty rooms
Know more than I do
The mailbox laughs every Tuesday noon
Selling dreams that expire too soon
Neighbor waves and asks how you’ve been
I smile before I think again
Bought two tickets out of old routine
Didn’t notice what they really mean
Some mistakes don’t make a sound
They simply keep hanging around
Maybe every goodbye
Needs somewhere to live
Maybe every memory
Keeps asking what we’ll give
Maybe tomorrow
Changes its mind
Maybe it won’t
And that’s just fine
Your name stayed home
Like an old tattoo
Fading just enough
To look brand new
I’m not waiting now
I’m just passing through
Funny what survives
After loving you
CREDITS
Performer: Domestic Ghosts
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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She Owns The Night
Dora The Clone
Verified Artist
Dora The Clone
Imagine a futuristic pop diva hailing from the chromatic labs of Clone City, and you're partway to encapsulating the vibrant phenomenon known as Dora The Clone. This independent artist dances to the beat of her own drum machine, captivating audiences with her disco-dusted, cybernetic symphonies.
Dora's music, a technicolour dream of dance-floor beats and electrifying melodies, is as enigmatic as her origins in the post-apocalyptic streets of Clone City. With a sound that weaves together the energy of club culture and the pulsing heart of electro-pop, her tunes are guaranteed to make neural pathways light up like a Friday night in Blade City.
Every single one of her infectious grooves seems to command, "Beam me up, Scotty!" Of special note is her big hit "She Owns The Night," an anthem for audacious androids and human party-goers alike. The track throbs with vibrant synth and stuttering beats, overlaid with Dora's crystal-clear vocals, making every listener feel like they're cruising through the neon-soaked metropolis under a night sky of silver stars.
With Dora The Clone, expect the unexpected: a tantalizing futuristic world brought to life through pulsing dance heaters and shimmering pop anthems. Underneath the cosmic glitz and glamour, you'll find a heart that beats in binary and a soul that vibrates at gigahertz frequency. Hold onto your hoverboards folks, because Dora The Clone is here to redefine the future of pop – and she's doing it in binary code.
She Owns The Night
Dora The Clone
She walks in slow
But the room moves first
No crown no show
Still they know her worth
She don’t ask for permission
She don’t wait by the door
Got a heart made of rhythm
And a name they can’t ignore
Red lips calm eyes
Turning silence into gold
She’s been through the fire
Now she wears it like a coat
You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night
She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline
She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music
She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night
Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night
No tears on the dance floor
She left them in the rain
Put her pain in a black dress
Turned it into champagne
They said “Stay smaller”
She said “Watch me rise”
Now the mirror gets jealous
When she looks inside
You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night
She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline
She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music
She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night
Every heartbreak made her louder
Every goodbye gave her power
Now she dances on the hour
Like the world is hers to devour
No more waiting
No more hiding
She’s the thunder
She’s the lightning
She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline
She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music
She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night
Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night
CREDITS
Performer: Dora The Clone
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Small Parts Of A Life
Minor Museum
Verified Artist
Minor Museum
Coming from the city renowned for its artistic heritage and atmospheric canals, Amsterdam's very own dance duo, Minor Museum, is stitching the 'dance' in windswept tulip dances. A peculiar mashup of a coding whizz and an astute accountant, their paths crossed in a city awash with creativity, where they started to craft their celebratory anthems.
These audacious lads prove there's a splash of quirkiness in everyone - even in number-crunching accountants and binary code aficionados. Plug into their latest riff on the dance genre, the vibrant tune 'Small Parts Of A Life', and it can't help but be a day brightener, providing that happy fix faster than a Dutchman can cycle into a headwind.
In the grand tradition of long summer days by the North Sea, their music fosters a joyful dynamism, reminiscent of the old city's vibrancy and hues at twilight. The Minor Museum experience is akin to taking a ride in a rickety Amsterdam canal boat - feel-good bobbing with a dash of exhilaration, minus the water sprays.
Allow the men of Minor Museum to reel you in; after all, what's life without those precious ‘small parts’ tracked through infectious beats? In the end, it's all about adding the grooves between the historical facts and tax returns, isn't it?
Small Parts Of A Life
Minor Museum
Small parts
Small parts
Of a life
I keep them
I lose them
I try
A room
A chair
A photograph there
A train
A face
A wrong suitcase
You said
Be careful
I said
Of what?
The door was open
The clock had stopped
I remember the street
But I don’t remember the name
I remember your coat
But I don’t remember the rain
Little things
Little signs
Little cuts
In the time
I was almost someone
I was almost fine
La-la-life
In small little pieces
La-la-life
It comes and it leaves us
Round and round
I go where the feeling goes
Up and down
Nobody really knows
La-la-life
In small little pieces
I lose myself
Then I repeat it
La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Of a life
Small parts
Small parts
Small parts
Of a life
La-la-life
La-la-life
I repeat it
I repeat it
A call
No sound
A hotel downtown
A shirt
A lie
A very blue sky
You smiled
Too late
I missed my fate
The lift went up
I stayed at eight
I remember the song
But I don’t remember the band
I remember your mouth
But I don’t remember your hand
Little rooms
Little lights
Little debts
Little nights
I was almost happy
I was almost right
La-la-life
In small little pieces
La-la-life
It comes and it leaves us
Round and round
I go where the feeling goes
Up and down
Nobody really knows
La-la-life
In small little pieces
I lose myself
Then I repeat it
La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Of a life
This is not sadness
This is inventory
One ticket
One number
One glass
One morning
This is not memory
This is machinery
I press play
I press stop
I press repeat
La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Small parts
La-la-life
La-la-life
I repeat it
I repeat it
La-la-life
In small little pieces
La-la-life
It comes and it leaves us
Round and round
I go where the feeling goes
Up and down
Nobody really knows
La-la-life
In small little pieces
I lose myself
Then I repeat it
La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Of a life
A room
A chair
A photograph there
Small parts
Small parts
Of a life
CREDITS
Performer: Minor Museum
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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HOT TRACK
Margin of Error
Susan Hall
Verified Artist
Susan Hall
Susan Hall emerges from the vibrant backdrop of New York City, where late-night writing sessions fuel her introspective explorations into the human experience. Infusing elements of Lo-Fi, Pop, and Trip-Hop, Susan crafts soundscapes that oscillate between playful and melancholic. Her track "Margin of Error" encapsulates this duality, featuring smoky vocals layered over a pulsating sub-bass and ethereal Fender Rhodes chords. With a penchant for the poetic, her lyrics explore themes of longing and uncertainty, often wrapped in an enigmatic embrace that resonates deeply with listeners.
The sonic threads within her catalog weave together a compelling narrative, each track a reflection of her artistic identity marked by subtle contrasts. From the dark trip-hop influences that shape her beats to the epic yet intimate moods she conjures, Susan's music reveals a world where vulnerability meets resilience. With tracks like "Margin of Error," she invites audiences to navigate through the shadows of love and loss while offering an unexpected playfulness that lingers long after the last note fades.
Margin of Error
Susan Hall
You filed my name under maybe
Kept one hand near delete
Your sentences came pre-approved
Every promise wore a barcode
I read the terms across your face
A firm refusal dressed as grace
You kept my number off the page
Then called it love at your own rate
I learned the cost of being near
A private charge renewed each year
Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss
Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total
Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased
You wore affection like a pass
Valid until somebody asked
My place was marked with pencil lead
Easy to alter hard to read
You built a room from access codes
The door unlocked when you chose
I left the key beside your name
No final speech no claim to blame
Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss
Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total
Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased
I was never hard to measure
You preferred uncertain scales
A person turned to useful data
A pulse reduced to monthly sales
Now every digit has an owner
Every loss can state its cause
You can keep your perfect record
I have left your private laws
Call me your margin of error
The number you rounded to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total
Call me your margin of error
The flaw that refused to behave
Cross out the file marked as maybe
I won’t be useful then erased
Delete my name from your system
The error has learned its own weight
CREDITS
Performer: Susan Hall
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Little White Lie
Megan Clare
Verified Artist
Megan Clare
Megan Clare is a fictional soul-pop singer-songwriter drawn to the quiet moments when people say one thing and feel another. Her warm, close-miked vocals sit over restrained drums, soft keys and melodies that leave room for every uneasy pause. She writes about adult relationships with tenderness, dry humor and an eye for the small domestic details that reveal a larger truth.
Her song “Little White Lie” captures a couple lingering at the edge of a breakup, both polishing the moment until it almost looks painless. Kitchen floors, coats by the door and practiced smiles become part of a bittersweet dance between denial and honesty. Megan’s performance keeps the song graceful without hiding its bruise.
Across her work, Megan favors emotional clarity over spectacle. Her songs feel like late-night conversations: intimate, melodic and quietly direct, made for listeners who know that heartbreak rarely arrives with a slammed door.
Little White Lie
Megan Clare
Mm-mm
Ha ha
Little white lie
Little white lie
You said you were leaving
But you stayed by the door
Counting all the reasons
On the kitchen floor
I had my coat on
You had that face
Both of us pretending
This was not the place
Oh we make it pretty
Then we make it hurt
Say it like a joke
When we know it works
You call me darling
Like it saves the night
I say I’m fine
That’s my little white lie
I dance when I’m breaking
Smile when I cry
Move like I mean it
Under soft blue sky
You say you’re sorry
I say that’s alright
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
We both look good
In a little white lie
Your hand on the table
Mine on the glass
Funny how forever
Can disappear so fast
No heavy drama
No slammed front door
Just a quiet rhythm
Where we wanted more
Oh we make it pretty
Then we make it hurt
Say it like a joke
When we know it works
You call me darling
Like it saves the night
I say I’m fine
That’s my little white lie
I dance when I’m breaking
Smile when I cry
Move like I mean it
Under soft blue sky
You say you’re sorry
I say that’s alright
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
We both look good
In a little white lie
No big goodbye
No final scene
Just you and me
Acting clean
Ha
Isn’t it sweet?
Ha
Isn’t it sad?
I dance when I’m breaking
Smile when I cry
Move like I mean it
Under soft blue sky
You say you’re sorry
I say that’s alright
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
I say I’m fine
That’s my little white lie
CREDITS
Performer: Megan Clare
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Left Me Dancing
Velvet Tax
Verified Artist
Velvet Tax
Velvet Tax is a young female singer hailing from Poland, infusing her music with a vibrant sense of self and personal narrative. With her single "Left Me Dancing," she introduces listeners to her raw, emotive vocal style that draws from her life experiences and the complexities of modern relationships. Her approach to songwriting is deeply personal, often blending introspection with relatable themes, which resonates well with a diverse audience seeking authenticity in music.
Although her catalog currently features only "Left Me Dancing," Velvet Tax's artistry hints at a promising evolution. With the ability to weave intricate melodies and poignant lyrics, she creates a sonic landscape that reflects both melancholy and joy. This duality sets the stage for future projects that are likely to explore various moods and genres, showcasing her versatility as an artist. Each subsequent track is anticipated to build upon the foundation laid by this debut, further enriching her identity as a musician.
As Velvet continues to develop her sound and expand her repertoire, her potential for growth is evident. Whether through collaborations with fellow artists or exploring different musical styles, she is poised to make a significant mark within the independent music scene. With every new release, fans can expect her captivating storytelling and expressive vocals to flourish even more, inviting them along on her artistic journey.
Left Me Dancing
Velvet Tax
You left me crying
But I came back dancing
Mm
I came back dancing
You took the keys
But not the door
You took your coat
But not the storm
I kept the dress
You never liked
Put on my heels
And killed the lights
You thought I’d call
You thought I’d break
You thought my heart
Would learn your name
But I found myself
At half past two
In a crowded room
Not missing you
I let the mirror see me
With my makeup running
Then I wiped it clean
Like I saw you coming
You were the lesson
I was the flame
You left the woman
But she changed her name
You left me lonely
Left me hurting
Left me standing in the rain
Now I’m moving
Now I’m burning
Now I’m dancing through the pain
You don’t get to hold me
When I’m finally free
You don’t get the old me
She don’t answer for me
You left me crying
But I came back dancing
You left me dying
But I came back dancing
Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing
Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing
I saw your friends
They looked surprised
Like I should hide
Like I should cry
I smiled so sweet
They looked away
I guess revenge
Can wear a face
No angry texts
No midnight scene
No begging you
To come to me
I changed the song
I changed the room
I changed the girl
Who waited for you
I let the mirror see me
With my heart wide open
Then I sewed it up
With a little gold thread
You were the reason
I hit the ground
But I’m the reason
I’m rising now
You left me lonely
Left me hurting
Left me standing in the rain
Now I’m moving
Now I’m burning
Now I’m dancing through the pain
You don’t get to hold me
When I’m finally free
You don’t get the old me
She don’t answer for me
You left me crying
But I came back dancing
You left me dying
But I came back dancing
Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing
Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing
I was a house with the windows open
You were the match in a careless hand
I was the girl who kept forgiving
Now I’m the woman you can’t command
I don’t hate you
That’s too easy
I don’t need you
That’s the twist
I don’t want you
To come save me
I just want you
To see this
You left me lonely
Left me hurting
Left me standing in the rain
Now I’m moving
Now I’m burning
Now I’m dancing through the pain
You don’t get to hold me
When I’m finally free
You don’t get the old me
She don’t answer for me
You left me crying
But I came back dancing
You left me dying
But I came back dancing
You left me lonely
But I came back shining
You left me broken
But I came back diamond
You left me crying
But I came back dancing
Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing
CREDITS
Performer: Velvet Tax
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Open Circuit
Mira Cade
Open Circuit
Mira Cade
I kept each feeling under glass
A private rule from years gone past
You saw the lock you did not push
You gave me room to choose enough
Now every reason feels too old
I want a life I do not hold
One honest move one steady start
A simple route from heart to heart
Open circuit let it run
No more hiding what we want
Every signal coming clear
I choose trust I choose you here
Open circuit no disguise
Read the answer from my eyes
We can let connection start
One direct route heart to heart
You kept your plans behind a grin
Afraid that I would not step near
But caution only served the past
We have a chance to make this last
Now every reason feels too old
We want a life we do not hold
One honest move one steady start
A simple route from heart to heart
Open circuit let it run
No more hiding what we want
Every signal coming clear
I choose trust I choose you here
Open circuit no disguise
Read the answer from my eyes
We can let connection start
One direct route heart to heart
No locked reply no coded test
We say the need and give our best
If fear returns we name it fast
Then choose what matters choose what lasts
Open circuit let it run
No more hiding what we want
Every signal coming clear
I choose trust I choose you here
Open circuit no disguise
Read the answer from my eyes
We can let connection start
One direct route heart to heart
CREDITS
Performer: Mira Cade
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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California Burns at...
Kenny Steal
Verified Artist
Kenny Steal
Kenny Steal is a fictional road-worn singer-songwriter whose music lives between country, folk and heartland rock. With a weathered voice and an economical guitar style, he writes about long drives, temporary rooms and the memories that follow a person across state lines. His songs favor honest detail over mythology, finding drama in dashboard lights, motel coffee and late-night radio.
“California Burns at Dawn” follows a restless drive west while the voice of someone left behind keeps returning through every station. Golden hills and white lines frame a story that is equal parts escape and devotion, carried by a steady pulse that feels built for an open highway.
Kenny’s fictional catalog treats movement as both freedom and unfinished business. Even at its most nostalgic, his music keeps the engine running, balancing regret with the stubborn hope that the next horizon might offer a place to stay.
California Burns at Dawn
Kenny Steal
Left Arizona on a Sunday night
With a half-full tank and a dashboard light
The map was folded the plan was gone
Still I kept the engine on
You called somewhere near the state line sign
Said you heard another song of mine
Funny how a voice can cross the miles
And make a stranger road worthwhile
Every mile gets smaller in the rearview glass
Every promise asks how long it'll last
California burns at dawn
Golden hills turning on
I still hear your voice rolling through
Every station I tune to
California burns at dawn
Night is leaving one by one
I keep driving with the radio on
California burns at dawn
Motel curtains and vending lights
Another town for another night
The coffee tasted like yesterday
But your memory wouldn't fade
Maybe someday the wheels slow down
Maybe someday I settle in one town
Until then you're the song I keep
Between the white lines and my sleep
California burns at dawn
Golden hills turning on
I still hear your voice rolling through
Every station I tune to
California burns at dawn
Night is leaving one by one
I keep driving with the radio on
California burns at dawn
CREDITS
Performer: Kenny Steal
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Better Without Proof
Bitter Palm
Verified Artist
Bitter Palm
Bitter Palm is an enchanting duo formed by two American vocalists, Maya Lark and Jenna Kaye, who met during their studies at a prestigious conservatory. Their shared passion for music blossomed into a partnership that effortlessly blends their voices into a harmonious tapestry of sound. With backgrounds in both indie and pop, they have cultivated a distinctive style that showcases both their individual talents and their chemistry as a duo.
Their catalog, though still budding with the standout track "Better Without Proof," carries an aura of playful optimism that resonates with listeners. The song reflects their infectious energy, characterized by upbeat melodies and hopeful lyrics that invite a sense of joy into everyday life. Each performance radiates their bubbly personalities, and their live shows often leave audiences feeling uplifted and inspired. They explore themes such as empowerment and self-acceptance, making their music relatable to a wide range of fans.
Maya and Jenna aim to develop their sound further, promising more tracks that delve into the complexities of modern life while maintaining their core essence of happiness and hope. As they continue to write and produce new material, Bitter Palm seeks to carve out a unique space in the indie-pop landscape, inviting fans to experience the uplifting world they create together. With each release, they look forward to connecting deeper with their audience through heartfelt storytelling and vibrant melodies.
Better Without Proof
Bitter Palm
You sent a message
Then took it back
I saw enough there
Between each gap
No big confession
No perfect scene
Just two people
Out of routine
I kept my answer
Short and kind
Left all the reasons
Out of my mind
You wanted closure
Clean and small
I gave you nothing
You could call
I used to replay
Every little word
Now I let it pass
Unrehearsed
I used to bend
Just to make us fit
Now I stand straight
And live with it
I’m better without proof
Better without blame
Better without you
Saying my name
I don’t need the last word
I don’t need the truth
I got myself back
Better without proof
Better better
Better without proof
Better better
Better without you
You still look polished
From far away
Like all the damage
Had a clean face
I don’t feel bitter
I don’t feel small
I just feel ready
To want more
Some days are easy
Some days are not
But I don’t bargain
With what I lost
You had your version
I had mine too
Both can be real
And still be through
I used to replay
Every little word
Now I let it pass
Unrehearsed
I used to bend
Just to make us fit
Now I stand straight
And live with it
I’m better without proof
Better without blame
Better without you
Saying my name
I don’t need the last word
I don’t need the truth
I got myself back
Better without proof
Better better
Better without proof
Better better
Better without you
No more checking
If you regret it
No more waiting
For some clean edit
I don’t carry
What we ruined
I just keep moving
Like I’m used to it
You can keep
Your side of pain
I can keep
My new last name
I’m better without proof
Better without blame
Better without you
Saying my name
I don’t need the last word
I don’t need the truth
I got myself back
Better without proof
Better better
Better without proof
Better better
Better without you
I’m better without proof
Better without blame
Better without you
Saying my name
Mm
I don’t need proof now
I just know
CREDITS
Performer: Bitter Palm
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
Weekend Escape
BPM Off
Verified Artist
BPM Off
Hailing from the vibrant streets of Barcelona, BPM Off is a disco club band that ignites every dance floor with their effervescent energy and uplifting grooves. Formed during late-night writing sessions that often spilled into the early hours, the band members—Ella, Leo, and Max—drew inspiration from both the city’s pulsating nightlife and the rich tapestry of local music scenes. Their sound is a kaleidoscope of dance, disco, and pop, designed to make listeners feel alive and connected through shared rhythm and joy.
The band's catalog is an exploration of euphoria, perfectly exemplified in tracks like "Weekend Escape." With an infectious blend of playful melodies and heartfelt lyrics, each song invites fans to feel the rhythm rise and embrace the energy flowing through their bodies. Themes of unity and celebration resonate throughout their music, encouraging everyone to break free from daily routines and ignite the night with abandon. The mix of mixed vocals enhances the dynamic charm of BPM Off, allowing every member's strengths to shine through, while also creating a harmonious blend that feels both nostalgic and fresh.
BPM Off thrives on shaping experiences through music. Their live performances are a testament to this ethos, transforming venues into spaces where strangers become friends under the flickering lights. With hopes pinned on crafting a joyful auditory landscape, they aim not just to entertain but also to forge lasting connections among their audience. As they continue to evolve with each new release, BPM Off remains committed to weaving intricate stories delivered by vibrant beats, ensuring that every moment spent with their music is indeed a reason to celebrate life together.
Weekend Escape
BPM Off
Feel the rhythm rise let’s ignite the night
Energy flowing let’s break the mold
Grooving to the beat it’s a story to be told
With every heartbeat we’re alive and in sync
Let the music guide us let it take us to the brink
Hands up high ready for the flight
This is our moment we’re reaching new heights
Weekend escape let it unfold
Living for today let the good times roll
Laughing and dancing that’s how we sway
Rhythm of now we’ll find our way
Every sound resonates let the night ignite
With friends all around everything feels right
As the evening flows let our stories blend
In this joyful chaos there’s no need to pretend
I’m on the backbeat sneakers on the floor
Phone in my pocket still I want one more
Bass hit hard got the room in a wave
No acting no script just the moves that we save
Skippin’ past stress like it’s paint on the tile
Two-step quick laugh been a while since we smiled
From the booth to the hallway passing that spark
We don’t need a spotlight to light up the dark
Come a little closer share the joy we found
Together we’ll create a magic sound
Weekend escape let it unfold
Living for today let the good times roll
Laughing and dancing that’s how we sway
Rhythm of now we’ll find our way
Weekend escape feel it in your core
This is our moment let the music soar
Let the music soar
CREDITS
Performer: BPM Off
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.
