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Phase Meridian
Wires and Petals

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Wires and Petals
Formed in the late 2010s, Wires and Petals is a producer duo that blends intricate electronic sound design with emotional songwriting. Hailing from Lyon, France, the two longtime friends—Julien Moreau and Armand Lefèvre—first bonded over a shared obsession with underground house records and modular synthesizers.

Their name, Wires and Petals, reflects the duality in their music: wires for the technical, machine-driven side of production, and petals for the organic, poetic sensitivity they bring into their melodies and lyrics. The result is progressive house that feels both intimate and expansive—ideal for quiet headphone journeys or sunrise festival moments.

Known for their reflective male vocals processed into lush vocal chops, their tracks slowly evolve through layered arpeggios, textured pads, and deep, hypnotic grooves. They’ve been described as “emotional architects of the dancefloor,” carefully crafting transitions that build tension and release with elegance.

Beyond the studio, Julien and Armand are known for their warm personalities and playful approach to collaboration. Whether they’re joking around in the studio or testing new tracks in front of small club crowds, Wires and Petals carry an authenticity that sets them apart from many of their contemporaries. With each release, they aim to push the boundaries of progressive house while staying true to their philosophy: music that moves both the body and the heart.
Track(s)
Waves Don’t Ask Why 219835 03:44
Phase Meridian 174113 04:50

Phase Meridian

Wires and Petals



CREDITS
Performer: Wires and Petals
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Clean and Proud
Aliza Steel 44

Clean and Proud

Aliza Steel 44


Midnight moves across the floor
Steps align we need no more
Every motion syncs in time
Signals crossing clean and fine

No directions no control
Just a pattern taking hold

Hold it right don’t push too fast
Let the second stretch and last

Keep me on a steady frequency
Where the sound stays close to me
Nothing sharp nothing loud
Just the rhythm clean and proud

Stay aligned let it be
No escape no urgency
Every tone exactly right
On this steady frequency tonight

Low pulse breathing
Filtered chords drifting
Time dissolving
Nothing spoken

Faces blur in moving light
Seconds fold into the night
No reflections no disguise
Just the motion multiplying

We don’t question where it leads
Only trust the space we keep

Hold the line stay inside
Let the moment open wide

Keep me on a steady frequency
Where the sound stays close to me
Nothing sharp nothing loud
Just the rhythm clean and proud

Stay aligned let it be
No escape no urgency
Every tone exactly right
On this steady frequency tonight

No beginning no release
Only waves in slow repeat

CREDITS
Performer: Aliza Steel 44
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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This Is Our Time
Alexander

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Alexander
“If you haven’t heard of Alexander before now, consider this your official 'invite to the party.' The secret weapon of the underground electronic scene is as enigmatic as he is dance-inducing. Born, bred and still sending good vibes out from Istanbul, the city poised between East and West, lending him unique influences to his crisp beats and bouncing synths.

Despite having a quiet life himself, Alexander’s sound is anything but; his music's happy mood is like a neon invitation to shake off your troubles and dance like no one's watching. His hit track, “This Is Our Time," suggests exuberance—a cascade of vibrant beats and irresistible rhythms that make you feel like everything's coming up roses.

Obscurity hits a lot of artists hard, but not our Alexander. He's the equivalent of the guy at the party that nobody knows, but everyone wants to be around—the center of the buzz, all while hanging back and enjoying the groove. Amidst the flashing lights and blaring speakers, Alexander is carving out a shiny niche for himself in the glittering world of electronica.

Always humble, mostly unseen but making waves big enough to surf on, Alexander is a true gem in the sprawling metropolis of electronic music. So here's to Alexander: Our low-key maestro, turning his quiet existence into a much-needed celebration of life, one electronic beat at a time.”
Track(s)
This Is Our Time 22079 03:43
In Your Eyes 15905 02:33
Life In A Small Town 16778 03:03
Love's A Rhythm 19351 03:24

This Is Our Time

Alexander


Shadows paint the skyline moving like a carousel
Fingers trace the skyline secrets only we could tell
Through the hum of chaos found a rhythm found a spark
Pulling threads of silence weaving music in the dark

And the world fades like a worn-out photograph
Colors drain but I still feel the aftermath
Where the heart meets the unknown there’s a pulse we can’t ignore
Like a key turned in a lock we’re stepping through the door

This is our time unbroken unspoken
Gravity’s gone the tether is broken
Rising like the night won’t hold us down
We’re chasing stars in a quiet town

Waves of conversation ripple in electric streams
Voices carry miles riding currents crossing dreams
Maps dissolve to fragments but the compass pulls us in
Caught between the chaos and the quiet deep within

And the world fades like a worn-out photograph
Colors drain but I still feel the aftermath
Where the heart meets the unknown there’s a pulse we can’t ignore
Like a key turned in a lock we’re stepping through the door

This is our time unbroken unspoken
Gravity’s gone the tether is broken
Rising like the night won’t hold us down
We’re chasing stars in a quiet town

Look—city sleeps but the gridline’s awake
Dreams move fast like the steps that we take
Caught in the static but I’m breaking the code
Turning every crack in the glass to a road

Heartbeat sync to the bass no delay
Lost in the maze but we carve our own way
They said “stay small” but the script got flipped
Now we’re writing the lines every word’s a gift

Flames in the shadows yeah we light up the void
Building something real from the world they destroyed
We’re the pulse the push the unspoken sound
Chasing stars where the quiet is loud

Every beat every sound every step is ours to make
Every chance every fall every risk we have to take
When the dust finally settles will we still know who we are?
Or will we be fragments scattered across the stars?

This is our time unbroken unspoken
Gravity’s gone the tether is broken
Rising like the night won’t hold us down
We’re chasing stars in a quiet town

Quiet town oh quiet town
Where the whispers hold us and the world slows down
Quiet town oh quiet town
We’ll find ourselves where the echoes drown

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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What’s It Made Of?
LYA

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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.
Track(s)
What’s It Made Of? 210507 02:36

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.

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Groove It, Move It
Jaxon Bold

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Jaxon Bold
Straight out of Brooklyn, New York, Jaxon Bold is a modern funk sensation with an undeniable flair for rhythm and charisma. Growing up in the bustling city, Jaxon absorbed the sounds of funk, soul, and hip-hop that filled the streets, weaving them into a style that feels both nostalgic and refreshingly new. His music radiates energy, blending old-school grooves with contemporary beats to create infectious tracks that demand you hit the dance floor.

Jaxon’s debut single, "Groove It, Move It," released through Filodyo Records, is a high-energy celebration of music, movement, and freedom. With its slapping bassline, smooth brass hits, and Jaxon’s signature raspy-yet-powerful vocal delivery, the song immediately turned heads in the funk and dance music scenes. It’s a track that captures the essence of Jaxon Bold: unapologetically vibrant and impossible to ignore.

Jaxon cut his teeth performing in underground clubs across New York, refining his electrifying live presence. His shows are more than concerts—they’re experiences, complete with dazzling stage lights, live instrumentation, and choreography that feels like a throwback to funk’s golden era. Fans have dubbed him the “King of Brooklyn Groove,” a title he wears proudly as he continues to represent the city’s vibrant music scene.

With his debut album on the horizon, Jaxon Bold is leading the charge to bring funk back to the forefront, one irresistible groove at a time. From his magnetic stage presence to his chart-worthy tracks, Jaxon is proof that funk isn’t just alive—it’s thriving.
Track(s)
Groove It, Move It 17717 02:58

Groove It, Move It

Jaxon Bold


We step out on the scene
Lookin' fresh and clean
(oo-yeah!)
Got the whole place jumpin'
It's a fever dream
Got the bling and the shine
We ain't here to chill
When the beat starts kickin'
You know it's all for real

Ladies in the corner
Gentlemen so fly
When we hit the floor
You can't deny
Movin' left
Movin' right
Feel that rhythm strike
Dancin' through the night
Gonna do it right! (oo-yeah!)

Groove it
Move it
Can't you feel that beat?
Groove it
Move it
Lift you off your seat
Groove it
Move it
Let the good times roll
Groove it
Move it
Gettin' in your soul!

Break it down
Bring it back
Keep that body tight
When the bass starts thumpin'
You know we take flight
Sweat drippin'
Heart pumpin'
Under all the lights
A funk explosion
Y'all
We outta sight! (oo-yeah!)

Everybody
Clap your hands
Feel the magic start
Join the groove train
Let it hit your heart
Call and response
Can you feel me
Y'all?
We rise together
Never gonna fall

Groove it
Move it
Can't you feel that beat?
Groove it
Move it
Lift you off your seat
Groove it
Move it
Let the good times roll
Groove it
Move it
Gettin' in your soul!

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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What's Going On (Cl...
Brick Lords

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Brick Lords
Hailing straight from the heart of Harlem, the notorious quintet, Brick Lords, has been serving up a potent cocktail of old school rap since their genesis.

An assemblage teeming with character, within this unique ensemble, we find Biggie Bricks (real name, Jamal Thompson), the de-facto leader and lyricist; Lil' Grout (born Angel Martinez), the charismatic hype man; Bricksy Ross (truly known as Desmond Jones), the mysterious trap-lord; Mortar Mike (Mike Johnson in the real world), the laid-back beat master, and Cinder "the Block" Parker (dubbed Clara Parker at birth), the feisty and soulful female vocalist who adds a unique twist to the group's sound.

The Brick Lords was born out of a shared love for rhythm, rhymes, and the raw, gritty atmosphere of their native Harlem streets, baptizing themselves Brick Lords because, well, they were originally just some kids slamming beats and rhymes on brick walls. And just as bricks fit one on top of the other, building something substantial, so too did the Brick Lords build something substantial out of their close-knit group dynamic.

Their music, a delightful blend of old school rap with a hint of modern-day flair, is lauded for its authenticity and palpable energy, resonating with audiences worldwide. Notably, their signature song "What's Going On (Clean)" quickly escalated to become an anthem for their generation, showcasing their genuine artistry while divulging the realities of life in Harlem.

Amidst punchy beats, witty lyricism, and a touch of brick-and-mortar realness, the story of the Brick Lords is as engaging as their music. Resolute in their ambitious deliverance of old school rap, these urban poets have cemented themselves into the solid foundation of Harlem's music scene, and dare we say it, they're brickin' amazing!
Track(s)
Hard Knock Life 67369 02:15
What's Going On (Clean) 15544 02:26
Tales from Harlem 21492 03:58

What's Going On (Clean)

Brick Lords


Yes
Way down
Way down
Way down
Way down
Whoo!
Way down
Way down
This a freeway song
We sell work
Bruh
We ain't on "wei chong"
We let 'em die homie
We don't weigh Chong
Way down
Way down
Battle [Allen?]
Way down
Way down
Don't take no breaks

Dawg
Bring them red eyes along
Dawgs 'sleep' on me
I prolly woke they moms
Homies reach on me then that's just close they arms
Way down
Way down
Y'all do this once a month

All my dawgs be trappin' like homies exiting pr-on
I used to play with that heart and made a pocket off strong arm
If I try to be LeBron then I ain't talkin' bout bron-bron [LeBron?]
Why you Qbs playing bond
We wanna salt again
On what?

Uhn
Folding s**t
Origami if you trynna front
Race a stripper booted up and make her come in the front
If I'd a buck on my homie
We'd a been done up the one

What's going on
Dawgies?
What's happening
Slim?
Why these motherfu***ers actin' like they're leupsum qualm?
Actin' like I ain't in here playing with scary homeboys
Actin' like they wanna go bat below on this

Yeah
Dawgs
We home
Ay yo
Get your girl
Dawgy
E'rybody came
Huh
Get your girl
Dawgy
Monday through Sunday
And I'm going out crazy me
Like 21 7 6 5 4 3
And I'm going off

I said
I was learning my numbers when yugonna stop playing (when you gonna stop playing)
Taking all of this time
Fuh? you're coming with me (you're coming with me)
What you think I'm for

Yes
Babygirl finally reaching on
Like twinkle twinkle
Little star
What you think
Huh
For me?

What's going on
Dawgies?
What's happening
Slim?
Why these motherfu***ers actin' like they're leupsum qualm?
Actin' like I ain't in here playing with scary homeboys
Actin' like they wanna go bat below on this

Oh
Babydoll finally reached the bottom
And nobody was alarmed
"Babygirl
It ain't that deep"
And now
Now look at the past
And they didn't pray at first

CREDITS
Performer: Brick Lords
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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But North Keeps
The Absents

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The Absents
The Absents are a four-piece synth-pop and modern disco-pop band hailing from Brighton, on the south coast of the United Kingdom. The lineup consists of Elliot Kane (vocals), Ryan Whitford (keyboards & production), Callum Price (bass guitar & synth bass), and Jamie Harlow (guitar & backing vocals). The four met in 2018 at a local music festival, where a late-night jam session revealed a shared passion for blending the melodic elegance of 80s synth-pop with the energy and polish of modern pop production.

Deeply influenced by the infectious hooks and emotive energy of Erasure, The Absents quickly began writing together, crafting songs that pair bright synth textures with tight bass grooves and subtle funk undertones. Their early rehearsals took place in a modest studio near Brighton’s seafront, a space that soon became their creative sanctuary and the birthplace of their signature sound.

In 2019, the band released their debut single, which found its way onto local radio playlists and began circulating through London’s club scene. Known for their vivid light shows, charismatic stage presence, and danceable, high-energy sets, The Absents built a reputation as one of the most exciting new acts in the UK’s pop landscape.

Today, The Absents continue to bridge nostalgia and modernity, reaching audiences far beyond the British Isles. Elliot’s commanding yet soulful vocals, Ryan’s shimmering synth arrangements, Callum’s deep, driving grooves, and Jamie’s melodic guitar lines come together to create a live experience that is as unforgettable as it is electrifying.
Track(s)
When the Noise Fades 287893 04:00
But North Keeps 194542 03:46

But North Keeps

The Absents


Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
Morning stations breathe a scent of iron
Words melt in my hands like shards of ice
Even when I speak it’s someone else’s song

Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn

This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else

Cracked windows hold the faces of other lives
Salted bread is torn with prayers I can’t translate
I keep the roofs of distant houses in my eyes
But the mailbox stays empty — no one arrives

Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn

This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else

A ticket in my pocket
Its destination still a stranger
Maybe it’s one-way out
Or just another foreign land

Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
And I keep walking without a border to cross

CREDITS
Performer: The Absents
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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Static on the Line
Ryder James

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Ryder James
Ryder James is a rising pop-soul artist whose warm vocals and timeless style bridge the gap between classic soul storytelling and modern pop production. With a voice that carries both grit and grace, he creates songs that feel instantly familiar yet refreshingly new.

His debut single, Static on the Line, is a captivating blend of heartfelt lyricism and smooth, groove-driven instrumentation. Produced by Filodyo and released exclusively on NOT FM, the track showcases Ryder’s ability to turn everyday moments into powerful musical narratives.

Raised on a steady diet of soul legends and contemporary pop innovators, Ryder brings authenticity and emotional depth to every performance. Static on the Line is more than just a song—it’s an introduction to an artist who is here to connect, move, and inspire listeners worldwide.
Track(s)
Static on the Line 288558 03:46

Static on the Line

Ryder James


Mmm… yeah
Turn it up

Found your note between the bills folded twice
Three crooked letters never said it nice
Kitchen radio is drifting off-time
Wrong station playing but it suits the night

I dial your number — hear a click then air
Flashing digits on the stove just stare
Every heartbeat in my chest misaligns
Still I’m listening for a sign

There’s static on the line but I still hear you fine
In broken little sparks we talk like power lines
If silence is a sign then prove me wrong tonight
Tune me in or cut me loose — there’s static on the line

City bus sighs at a midnight stop
Paperback angel at a corner shop
Borrowed coat hangs wide on my frame
Pockets full of change and a half-drawn name

Counting rail ties stepping over goodbyes
Copper on my tongue from unspoken replies
I hold my breath as if it might realign
What keeps crossing in my mind

There’s static on the line but I still hear you fine
In broken little sparks we talk like power lines
If silence is a sign then prove me wrong tonight
Tune me in or cut me loose — there’s static on the line

Maybe I’m a bent antenna in a storm I knew
Turn me just a single degree — I point back to you
If the signal fades and the bars go blind
Call me by the name you underlined

Line… line… static on the line
(Keep talking)
Line… line… static on the line

There’s static on the line but I still hear you fine
In broken little sparks we talk like power lines
If silence is a sign then prove me wrong tonight
Tune me in or cut me loose — there’s static on the line

Mmm… tune me in
Static on the line

CREDITS
Performer: Ryder James
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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Never Barefoot
The Syrphids

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

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

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

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

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

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

Their commitment to innovation, coupled with their undeniable talent, ensures that The Syrphids will continue to be a force in the indie music scene, challenging conventions and capturing the hearts of listeners around the world.
Track(s)
Never Barefoot 297890 04:14
I Carry Your Love 17441 02:54
Single Kiss 17667 02:57
Runnin' Wild 14856 02:30
Hold The Heart With Rap Version) 23736 04:25
Hold The Heart 21540 03:45

Never Barefoot

The Syrphids


I was barefoot in the silence
dreaming of laces I could never tie
They told me “Leave your shoes behind”
but my feet were burning on holy ground

Back then the glass windows whispered
shops were cathedrals I couldn’t enter
Every sneaker a forbidden scripture
every boot a sermon I couldn’t keep
I walked with shadows on the pavement
carrying blisters instead of crowns

Now every aisle feels like confession
plastic bags my rosaries
boxes stacked like psalms unspoken
I kneel but I never pray

I can’t walk barefoot anymore
the echoes of my hunger follow me
God once said “Take off your shoes”
but He never felt these cracks in me
So I buy another pair I’ll never wear
just to silence the ghost of that child staring
at the glass at the glass at the glass

Leather tongues speak louder than my own
rubber soles drown out my guilt
Every purchase is a broken hymn
every closet a confessional built
I don’t wear them I collect my scars
like trophies of battles I never fought

The past still laces up my ankles
pulling tight with phantom strings
No barefoot freedom in the morning
just a graveyard made of things

I can’t walk barefoot anymore
the echoes of my hunger follow me
God once said “Take off your shoes”
but He never felt these cracks in me
So I buy another pair I’ll never wear
just to silence the ghost of that child staring
at the glass at the glass at the glass

Empty shoes like empty prayers
lining up my hallway shrine
I am both thief and worshipper
stealing time wasting time

I can’t walk barefoot anymore
the pavement bleeds the silence roars
God once said “Take off your shoes”
but He never stood in this hunger before
So I’ll keep on buying keep on binding
never fitting never finding…
and the child in the glass walks with me still

CREDITS
Performer: The Syrphids
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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Tales from Harlem
Brick Lords

Verified Verified Artist

Brick Lords
Hailing straight from the heart of Harlem, the notorious quintet, Brick Lords, has been serving up a potent cocktail of old school rap since their genesis.

An assemblage teeming with character, within this unique ensemble, we find Biggie Bricks (real name, Jamal Thompson), the de-facto leader and lyricist; Lil' Grout (born Angel Martinez), the charismatic hype man; Bricksy Ross (truly known as Desmond Jones), the mysterious trap-lord; Mortar Mike (Mike Johnson in the real world), the laid-back beat master, and Cinder "the Block" Parker (dubbed Clara Parker at birth), the feisty and soulful female vocalist who adds a unique twist to the group's sound.

The Brick Lords was born out of a shared love for rhythm, rhymes, and the raw, gritty atmosphere of their native Harlem streets, baptizing themselves Brick Lords because, well, they were originally just some kids slamming beats and rhymes on brick walls. And just as bricks fit one on top of the other, building something substantial, so too did the Brick Lords build something substantial out of their close-knit group dynamic.

Their music, a delightful blend of old school rap with a hint of modern-day flair, is lauded for its authenticity and palpable energy, resonating with audiences worldwide. Notably, their signature song "What's Going On (Clean)" quickly escalated to become an anthem for their generation, showcasing their genuine artistry while divulging the realities of life in Harlem.

Amidst punchy beats, witty lyricism, and a touch of brick-and-mortar realness, the story of the Brick Lords is as engaging as their music. Resolute in their ambitious deliverance of old school rap, these urban poets have cemented themselves into the solid foundation of Harlem's music scene, and dare we say it, they're brickin' amazing!
Track(s)
Hard Knock Life 67369 02:15
What's Going On (Clean) 15544 02:26
Tales from Harlem 21492 03:58

Tales from Harlem

Brick Lords


Yeah
'bout to enter
A new era of Harlem hip-hop
The streets of Harlem
They tell these stories to me

Struggle
Life movin' fast
Juggle
It's spiral now
That's my soul jumpin' over puddles
Walks down 110th
Whispers of lost lovers
We stand in the midst of the band's discovery
Temptation's just a calm life away from survival
Only thang stay in focus is my rival
Need you
Know what I mean
We shifted our tribe for a fiend
It was a trap but we alive
Need an electric boogaloo
Sippin' matcha tea in Malibu
Staying silent with the crew perhaps
The island be spinning last acts of greed
Gotta see that you may never be my speed

The streets of Harlem
They tell these stories told
With unpolished
Feel me
We gon' crack a code
Get that bag
And then we split it with the load
On Bodega cashers
They gon' know
The streets of Harlem
They tell these stories to me
Raw
From the heart
Straight organically
Get that bag
Then we split it with the family
Bodega cashers
They gon' see

Jump when them cops shout
Some came from outta town
And me
Right here been my home about thirty miles
From the central park
Harlem nights found a crown
Couple that got decrep' and shady with foul actions
I'm in the job that's got me screamin fuck rations
My two feet more than defeat over the soil
When parked up I'm getting spoiled
They had coals on 125th
It was real loyal
Bro goddamn
All of us are grinnin like
"What's your plan?"
Stayin solid down to it when we dead game's gettin a bit nuts
Even the air smellin' like glamour and envy
We bet not get stuck
But come and help us
When the universe give us the chance
We glowed up
New cloth
She said her grandma was elusive too
My gramps
Come see his tape too
He just turned dirt over with his right hand
Fill a pot with plants
Woke up the clan
Blue line

CREDITS
Performer: Brick Lords
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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Sweaty Eddie
Luna Vespera

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Luna Vespera
Luna Vespera is a vibrant songstress hailing from the cobblestone streets of Paris, where she relocated from her native Lithuania due to her husband's engineering endeavors. Nothing spells "for better, for worse" like swapping the charm of Lithuanian landscapes for the lights of the Eiffel Tower. She's made a name for herself in the music industry, not just by gracing the city of love with her sound, but also through her amazing work with Filodyo – her sponsoring record label. As they say, even in Paris, show business is still business, which Luna handles beautifully in her Parisian serenade.

Known for her unique blend of melodic soundscapes, Luna's craft expands beyond just being a songbird. She's a veritable jack-of-all-trades, with a love for electronic digital audio workstations – think of her as a musical Da Vinci, blending art, technology, and a bit of joie de vivre. In fact, voice acting artist is another feather in her beret - a talent that adds an extra layer of richness to her music. If being a multi-talented songstress was a sport, Luna would undoubtedly be in the world league.

One of Luna Vespera's most popular hits is the contagiously rhythmic "Sweaty Eddie." Just like its name might suggest, the track delivers a charismatic, dance-infused anthem that gets listeners energized - and possibly a little sweaty. With its irresistible beats and Luna's honeyed voice, it's a firm favorite on Paris's lively music scene, and certainly, a defining element of Luna's growing musical legacy.

So, there you have it – Luna Vespera. The name to know in the Parisian music scene; an enchanting songstress with the charm of the old world and the pulse of the new. Stay tuned for the release of her next electronic ballad. Bonne écoute!
Track(s)
Sweaty Eddie 23090 02:57

Sweaty Eddie

Luna Vespera


Wow
Spiritus
It goes a long way

I've just been livin' it
Riskin' it all
Had a vision I was gonna come up swingin' it
Kissin' goodbye
Won't you switch up for me
Envision this for a minute
Get the grin off your cheek
I'm tired of listenin'
But I'm clappin' along
When you're so kind to me
Glad to meet you
You're so kind

I saw the stone wall crumblin'
I saw the main stage settlin' down
Bird-watchin'
Moon howlin'
Let me see
Ooh

Sweaty Eddie
You could be lucky now
Hoppin' on the bandwagon
Sweaty Eddie
Stop for me now
Servin' a turn
As it happens
Sweaty Eddie
You could be lovely now
Hoppin' on the bandwagon
Sweaty Eddie
I see now
Take it in stride as it passes

Drop the pretenses
As the world relapses
Misunderstandings
Up in the attic
Pick it up
Pick it up
Carry it tall now
Oh my

Have we ever met before? I swear that I know it
Could I have a little bit more? I've gotten to know you quite well
I can see it comin' on
Now you're convinced
If you want me to
Convince me

Sweaty Eddie
You could be lucky now
Hoppin' on the bandwagon
Sweaty Eddie
Stop for me now
Servin' a turn
As it happens
Sweaty Eddie
You could be lovely now
Hoppin' on the bandwagon
Sweaty Eddie
I see now
Take it in stride as it passes

Have we ever met before? I swear that I know it
Could I have a little bit more? I've gotten to know you
It's quite alright
I can see it comin' on
Now you're convinced
Convince me

CREDITS
Performer: Luna Vespera
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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