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Waves Don’t Ask Why
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 284681 03:44
Phase Meridian 193121 04:50

Waves Don’t Ask Why

Wires and Petals


I walked too far to start again
But too close to turn away
The sky didn't open —
But I moved anyway

Heartbeat aligned with the sound
Footsteps lost never found

I don’t speak to the wind anymore
It never stayed to listen
But you —
You stayed quiet…
And I heard everything

Time doesn’t fold like a map
We stretch with every turn
The world spins without asking
But we — we learn

And if the tide forgets my name
Let it
I only needed the pull

CREDITS
Performer: Wires and Petals
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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Loneliness
Elara Stone

Verified Verified Artist

Elara Stone
She makes music for the hours when clarity doesn’t arrive on time. Her songs sit between late-night electronic culture and everyday emotional friction, carried by a vocal that avoids performance and leans into presence. There’s no melodrama here, no oversized hooks. Instead, she works with restraint, letting repetition, silence, and subtle shifts do the heavy lifting, capturing the tension of modern relationships and the quiet pressure of daily life.

Sonically, her work draws from melancholic drum and bass and deep electronic traditions, but filters them through a distinctly current lens. Beats roll rather than hit, bass appears just long enough to leave a trace, and arrangements resist obvious peaks. Her voice is treated as part of the architecture, close, controlled, and emotionally distant, floating above the rhythm instead of chasing it. It’s music built for movement and reflection at the same time.

Her releases live within the carefully curated worlds of Filodyo and NOT FM, platforms that prioritise context over noise and long-form listening over instant impact. In that sense, her music isn’t chasing trends, it’s designed to exist alongside them, quietly confident, emotionally precise, and very much of its moment.
Track(s)
Everyday Weight 364689 04:08
Loneliness 227249 02:57

Loneliness

Elara Stone


The room stays still when I move
Air feels counted slow and exact
My phone facedown on the table
Like it knows I won’t look back

Hours fold into each other
No sharp edges no release
I don’t miss someone specific
I just miss how silence feels

Loneliness isn’t loud
It doesn’t need a scene
It waits until everything stops
And asks me what I mean
Loneliness stays close
Not heavy not kind
Just the shape of being here
With too much time

Walls keep doing what they do
Holding space without a sign
Every thought arrives unfinished
Leaves before it makes a line

I hear life somewhere ongoing
Not mine but near enough
I don’t reach for explanations
I’m already full of them

Loneliness isn’t loud
It never begs or pleads
It sits beside the moment
And lets it be what it is
Loneliness knows my pace
Never pulls never leads
Just walks the length of the night
At the speed I need

If this hour had a voice
It wouldn’t try to stay
It would tell me nothing’s broken
Then quietly move away

Loneliness isn’t loud
It doesn’t ask for proof
It’s not the end of something
It’s just the pause I move through
Loneliness fades on its own
When the timing is right
I don’t solve it tonight
I just let it pass the time

Morning is doing its job
Somewhere I don’t need to see
This night doesn’t owe me answers
It just keeps me company

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Another Shot
Melly Rich

Verified Verified Artist

Melly Rich
Melly Rich, born to a Lebanese family in Amsterdam, grew up surrounded by two worlds: the culinary brilliance of her father, Chef Khaled Rich, and the rich cultural heritage of the Middle East. Her father is the head chef of La Maison des Délices, one of France’s most prestigious Michelin-starred restaurants, known for its fusion of French and Middle Eastern flavors. Despite her father's fame in the culinary world, Melly's passion led her down a different path.

Though her family assumed she would follow in her father’s footsteps, Melly was captivated by music from a young age. With her father’s full support, she began singing, though her formal education took her into the world of architecture at the University of Amsterdam.

Balancing her studies with her love for music, Melly began to develop a unique sound, blending her Middle Eastern roots with the vibrant energy of Western pop. Her breakthrough single, "Damn, I Wish I Were in Istanbul", captures this fusion perfectly. The song carries hints of oud and traditional Arabic rhythms, interwoven with modern pop beats, creating a bridge between two worlds. It’s not just a catchy tune—it’s a love letter to her cultural identity, filled with nostalgia for the warmth and chaos of the Middle East, while reflecting her cosmopolitan life in Europe.

The song quickly gained attention, especially for its atmospheric vibes that pull listeners into a dreamlike vision of Istanbul, with its bustling bazaars and shimmering Bosphorus views.

Melly's ability to infuse her music with Middle Eastern influences sets her apart in the global music scene, and though she’s still juggling her architectural studies, there’s no doubt that music is where her heart truly lies. With the world now watching, Melly Rich is on her way to becoming an international sensation, blending cultures and genres like her father blends flavors at his famous restaurant.
Track(s)
Another Shot 81823 02:22
Damn, I wish I were in Istanbul 28334 02:46

Another Shot

Melly Rich


do not be afraid- this is not fm
you're on filodyo

Sitting in my jail cell
Eating my beans
And I'm going to hell
If you know what I mean
'Cause I was guilty as charged
On that dark night
But now I'm here
And I want to make things right

I've been here before
Knocking on heaven's door
But I'm gonna try once more

It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot

I had my first day out
Back on the streets
With nothing in my pockets
But a pair of keys
So I put them in the ignition
Of a new Cadillac
And I went cruising
Down the tracks

I've been here before
Knocking on heaven's door
But I'm gonna try once more

It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot

CREDITS
Performer: Melly Rich
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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Runway Queen
4 Example

Verified Verified Artist

4 Example
4 Example is a fresh, energetic boy band from California, made up of four young Americans who all share a deep love for the sounds of the 90s. The group’s origin story is as unexpected as it is fun. It all began at a retro-themed 90s party in Los Angeles, where they bonded over their shared admiration for the era’s iconic music. They hit it off immediately, especially when they discovered that all of them were huge Justin Timberlake fans. What started as a karaoke session of *NSYNC classics that night quickly turned into something bigger—a full-fledged boy band, united by their passion for 90s pop.

The group consists of Tyler “T.J.” James, the smooth-talking frontman with a voice that channels Timberlake’s falsettos, Zach "Z" Cooper, the charismatic dancer who brings high-energy choreography to their performances, Jordan West, the laid-back but soulful singer whose harmonies tie everything together, and Ethan Lee, the quiet but musically gifted producer who crafts their catchy beats.

Each member brings their own flair to the group, but together, they create a nostalgic yet modern sound that brings the best of the 90s into the present day.

4 Example quickly gained attention performing at local clubs, 90s tribute nights, and even on TikTok, where their covers of *NSYNC and Backstreet Boys hits blew up. But they didn’t stop there—soon they were writing original music, blending classic boy band vibes with fresh pop beats.

With their talent, charm, and love for the golden era of boy bands, 4 Example is proving that the magic of the 90s still lives on today.
Track(s)
Runway Queen 32965 03:02
Oh Friday 25656 02:35
Darkness All Around 25001 02:33
Sim Sala Bim 29368 02:57
Outside 31537 03:10
I Don’t Want To Know 34038 03:29
Saturday Night 25887 02:32
It’s My Life 26072 02:33
I Feel The Groove 37316 03:56

Runway Queen

4 Example


Runway Queen
This Girl?
Oh-ooh-oh

She looked too good
To be doin' this to herself
Runway Queen
Girl that could get it herself
Lady
Who you think helpin' you sell them magazines
Girl?
You got a face that evеn sells that new Maybelline
Girl
And I got it bad
I know that's not a rеal bag
Ain't no way the girl in Hermes with a stealin' tag
If you ever wanna pack
Just let me know
You look too good to be on the covers bein' sold

Runway Queen (Oh yeah strike a pose!)
Runway Queen (Front page centerfold!)
Runway Queen(Ooh you know you run the world!)
Oh-ooh-oh (Let’s go let’s go!)

They crop your smile
But they can't frame who you are
Runway Queen
Caught in the flash like a falling star
Baby
They print your name but they don’t know where you’ve been
Girl
Pages keep turnin’ but you’re stuck in the scene
Girl
And I see the truth
Behind the airbrushed hue
Bet they never show the nights you cried in hotel rooms
If you ever wanna run
Just let me know
You look too good to be a story they control

Runway Queen (Oh yeah strike a pose!)
Runway Queen (Front page centerfold!)
Runway Queen(Ooh you know you run the world!)
Oh-ooh-oh (Let’s go let’s go!)

(La-la-la-la-la)
Get me Runway Queen
Runway Queen
Runway Queen
Oh-ooh-oh
(La-la-la-la-la)
Get me Runway Queen
Runway Queen
Runway Queen
Oh-ooh-oh
(La-la-la-la-la)

She out there workin' in the streets on Hollywood
Givin' a dirty girl free what you couldn't for a bun

Runway Queen (Oh yeah strike a pose!)
Runway Queen (Front page centerfold!)
Runway Queen(Ooh you know you run the world!)
Oh-ooh-oh (Let’s go let’s go!)

CREDITS
Performer: 4 Example
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Self Control
Karen Allenpo

Verified Verified Artist

Karen Allenpo
Welcome to the wild, wacky world of Karen Allenpo, the independant duchess of Dance, making you groove until your feet forget the floor. Allenpo is your disco queen niece's fairy godmother mixed with a sprinkle of techno wunderkind.

Karen grew up in a circus, dancing to the rhythm of the troupe band, quickly learning that life without a beat would be banal. Her most notable track, "Self Control", showcases her whimsical interpretation of groovy beats wrapped in a layer of joy that's more contagious than a smile in a room full of mirrors. Served on a vibrant platter, this track will make you remember every high-school gig you wished you had attended.

Her tunes are often showered with blasts of happy vibes, making her the unofficial ambassador of euphoria. It's no surprise that Allenpo's music has been unofficially diagnosed as the antidote to general grimness. So, grab your glitter, pull on those dancing shoes, and let Karen Allenpo lead the way to Electric Avenue. There's a bountiful supply of serotonin and groove awaiting. Enjoy, fellow groovy souls.
Track(s)
Self Control 22130 02:01

Self Control

Karen Allenpo


Verse 1:
Life throws its punches but I hold my ground
Emotions may rage but I won't be drowned
Through every trial I stand tall and strong
In the darkest hours I sing my own song

Chorus:
Self-control my guiding star
Through the chaos I'll go far
In the heat of battle I find my way
With inner strength I seize the day

Bridge:
In the quiet of my mind I find my peace
In life's whirlwind my worries cease
With every step I take command
Self-mastery my guiding hand

Outro:
So I stand resolute against the fray
With self-control I'll find my way
In life's dance I'll always strive
With unwavering resolve I'll thrive

CREDITS
Performer: Karen Allenpo
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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Baby, Baby
Lily Green

Verified Verified Artist

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

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

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

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

Baby, Baby

Lily Green


You're always a second away
We never finish what we start
I think about it every day
I feel it in my broken heart
You do me dirty and then you say
It was an accident
But I've had enough
Oh
Babe

Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough
Oh
Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough

I've got the freedom to be alone
I've got my friends
But I never call
You say
"I miss you
" I hear the tone
And I don't feel like I know you at all
It's like a movie or a TV show
We were in love once
But now I can't remember
Babe

Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough
Oh
Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough
Oh
Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough
Oh
Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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

After Seven
Elian Rae

Verified Verified Artist

Elian Rae
Elian Rae makes refined late-hour pop built for rooms that do not want to shout. Her sound blends soft nu-disco, mellow funk bass, Rhodes keys, muted guitar, and an airy vocal style that feels polished without turning glossy or loud.

Her songs often find small cinematic details in ordinary spaces: a quiet shop after seven, fabric on a hanger, receipts curling beside a drawer, street color moving behind glass. The result is warm, understated music for evening playlists, boutique floors, and listeners who like groove with restraint.
Track(s)
After Seven 216 03:35

After Seven

Elian Rae


At seven the glass doors learn the street by name
sale tags turn slowly in the conditioned air
someone leaves a blue scarf folded out of place
and the mirror keeps pretending not to stare

A clerk counts coins like small weather
one by one into a paper tray
the fitting rooms exhale together
as the weekday loosens its display

Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves

Perfume cards sleep beside the counter
shoes line up like they know the floor
outside taxis change their colors
inside no one needs to want more

A coat on a hanger turns human
for a second in the corner light
I almost ask it where it's going
then I let it keep the night

Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves

Not every song should chase the ceiling
not every room should ask for rain
some evenings only need a rhythm
folded neatly with a name

Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves

The last receipt curls by the drawer
one small moon on the floor
after seven after seven
nothing asks to be more

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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The Fridge Is Takin...
Funny Harry

Verified Verified Artist

Funny Harry
Hailing from the vibrant streets of Copenhagen, Funny Harry has carved out a distinctive niche in the alternative pop scene, effortlessly blending whimsical narratives with thought-provoking themes. With a catalog that includes tracks like "The Fridge Is Taking Her Side," Harry's music embodies an eclectic mix of calmness and playful mystery. The lyrics often dance around the mundane, transforming everyday objects and interactions into poignant reflections on loneliness and connection. This creative alchemy was born in the city's cozy cafes, where Harry first collaborated with friends from art school, merging their diverse influences to create a sound that feels both fresh and deeply familiar.

As Harry continues to evolve, each track reveals layers of emotional resonance and sonic experimentation. The interplay of light and shadow is masterfully executed, inviting listeners into a world where the ordinary becomes extraordinary. With an approach characterized by introspective storytelling and innovative arrangements, Funny Harry captures fleeting moments of life through a kaleidoscope of calm melodies and vibrant rhythms. Whether exploring themes of melancholy or stitching together playful anecdotes, the artist leaves an indelible mark on the listener, inviting them to embrace the mystery hidden within everyday experiences.
Track(s)
The Fridge Is Taking Her Side 17845 02:52

The Fridge Is Taking Her Side

Funny Harry


At 2:17 the refrigerator cleared its throat
I said “Don’t start”
It started

The kettle only sings for one
The toaster burns my alibis
Your coffee cup is upside down
Like it has closed its little eyes

I bought a cactus for morale
It quit on Tuesday night
The landlord says the pipes are fine
The fridge is taking your side

Every appliance has an opinion
Every opinion sounds like you
The freezer hums through cross-examination
I plead the fifth and eat for two

The washer handed back one sock
As proof I can’t be trusted
The vacuum found your silver hoop
Then parked itself disgusted

I tried to cook that thing you liked
The smoke alarm performed the lead
I took a bow it took the battery
A fair review I must concede

“Did you call her?”
No

“Will you call her?”
No

“Are you lying?”
Next question

“Who are you talking to?”
The refrigerator

Every appliance has an opinion
Even the clock has joined in too
The freezer hums for the prosecution
And I still cook enough for two

Your note is folded under pears
I read it only when they spoil
The final line says “Please be well”
As if well came wrapped in foil

At dawn the motor settles down
The whole flat loses its nerve
I almost miss our little war
Then hear the ice tray say one word:

“Call”

Mind your own business

At 2:18 it cleared its throat again
I moved it three inches from the wall
We are no longer speaking

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Falling
Sienna Marlowe

Verified Verified Artist

Sienna Marlowe
Born and bred in the heart of Italy, Sienna Marlowe is a singer whose voice echoes with the rich history and timeless elegance of her homeland. As a child, Sienna would trespass into deserted train stations, her little voice echoing off the crumbling walls and intertwining with the rusted whispers of the forgotten railways. Her imagination would paint these forlorn shrieks of metal and dust into an imagined symphony of applause, encouraging her to believe in a world where silence spoke volumes and the stillness of an abandoned platform could become her music's grandest stage.

Passionate and prodigiously talented, Marlowe saw the world through a unique lens, where dreams danced in every corner. Her breakthrough hit, "I'm Not The One," captures this spirit perfectly, weaving a tale of love and perhaps a dash of Italian dramatic flair into an unforgettable, raw, powerful ballad. This song, much like Marlowe's career, is a testament to her innate ability to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary, transforming everyday experiences into melodies that tug on heartstrings and tickle the soul. As a music biographer, you can't help but tip your hat to Sienna, who just might shout "Bravissimo!" at a rust-caked railway track, and you'd better believe it would be the most melodious cheer you've ever heard.

The heart of Sienna Marlowe's story is as simple and as complicated as a rusted railway line - it's about finding beauty in the abandoned, and a voice in the silence. Her journey from that deserted train station in Italy to the glamorous spotlight of international fame is a captivating symphony in itself. Hopping on this train of her musical journey, it's impossible not to sway along to the endearing rhythm of Sienna's life, one that serenades us with the notion that music truly knows no bounds – not even a "Do Not Enter" sign at an old train station.
Track(s)
I’m Not The One 31000 03:02
Falling 35383 03:44

Falling

Sienna Marlowe


Don't know when it'll fall away
Lighting up just to light the way
Another town on an endless road
And if I go

I hope you will forgive me
Mama
I hope you found your peace
In the place of your taming
Baby
I hope you think of me

The lighter click and the bottle top
The colored sky is now charcoal fog
And somehow
I'm still a child
With the wildfire

I hope you will forgive me
Mama
I hope you found your peace
In the place of your taming
Baby
I hope you think of me

Against all odds
Still stand tall
Tripped and fell
I made a call
And I got back up
Though I'm seasick and half-forsaken
Got one good hand for the other breakin'
And at times
Too much
But
Baby
I'm fallin'

In your arms
I could feel my fate
But the swaying never goes away
And now the girl sits on goat hill
She's mine now still

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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HOT TRACK

Glass Rain
Liora Venn

Verified Verified Artist

Liora Venn
Liora Venn makes melodic deep house for late rooms, wet windows and the small hours when city lights start to feel personal. Her sound is built around warm analog bass, airy pads and restrained piano motifs, with vocals that move like a memory rather than a spotlight.

Glass Rain captures that world clearly: intimate, nocturnal and quietly hypnotic, balancing club pulse with a melancholy human center. Venn's music avoids oversized drops in favor of atmosphere, motion and emotional detail.
Track(s)
Glass Rain 228 03:47

Glass Rain

Liora Venn


I saw your face in the glass rain
Sliding down the window line
City lights were losing color
But your shadow still found mine

You said nothing lasts forever
Like forever was a crime
I kept counting every silence
Like it might give back the time

We don't have to call it love
We don't have to name the fire
Just stay close enough tonight
To feel the wire

If the morning takes you
Let it take you slow
Leave a little echo
Where the blue lights glow

I'll be moving through the glass rain
With your heartbeat in the floor
Every street becomes an ocean
Every door becomes your door

We were never made for answers
Only signals in the dark
Two lost satellites turning
Round the same electric spark

We don't have to call it love
We don't have to name the fire
Just stay close enough tonight
To feel the wire

If the morning takes you
Let it take you slow
Leave a little echo
Where the blue lights glow

And if the night forgets us
I will still know
How your voice became the rhythm
Under everything below

If the morning takes you
Let it take you slow
Leave a little echo
Where the blue lights glow

CREDITS
Performer: Liora Venn
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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Tied My Hands
River Mae

Verified Verified Artist

River Mae
Meet River Mae, a musical maverick straight out of Norway. Originally a law student, she swapped the courtroom for the recording booth after much persuasive coaxing from friends who were evidently one part envious of her vocal chords, and two-parts tired of hearing her legal jargon. Like so many greats before her, River's journey began modestly, singing her heart out in local karaoke bars, where her renditions of beloved pop classics left many patrons wondering if they hadn't perhaps had one too many cocktails...or was that really just a law grad belting out tunes?

River's music career showcases a perfect blend of spontaneity and determination. Her life took an unexpected turn when she surrendered to her friends' pestering and stepped in front of the mic, exchanging her comfort zone for a world filled with rhythms and melodies. In the process, River managed to redefine karaoke nights everywhere, as her enchanting voice left audiences questioning whether they were in a cozy neighborhood bar or an illustrious music arena. Now when she's not sharing her tongue-in-cheek anecdotes about her journey from law books to lyric sheets, she's singing about it in her scintillating tunes.

Most notably, the song "Tied My Hands" brings all these elements together, much like the varying elements of a fine Norwegian herring platter. It conveys the struggles and hesitations of leaping from the predictable world of law to the exhilarating uncertainty of music, interlaced with her unmistakable charm and wit. And let's be real, who else besides River could make a metaphor about legal restraints sound so darn catchy? So here's a toast to River Mae, a law school dropout turned captivating songstress. Turn a blind eye to her lawsuits for now, as you will surely get tied up with her spellbinding music.
Track(s)
Tied My Hands 30595 03:04

Tied My Hands

River Mae


[Intro]
Heat off the glass
You look through me fast

You speak in shrugs and sideways glances
I fill the silence with fake chances
You say nothing but I stay
Making futures you won’t play

Pulled tight I bend where you lean
Your touch says less than your leave
I don’t ask you what you mean
Guess I like to not believe

You tied my hands with your quiet fire (yeah yeah!)
I lit the match you walked right by (mmm ooh)
Tell me it’s just how you are
(I fall anyway)
Even cold can feel like stars
when you're the sky
Na-na oooh-ohh no-no…

Scratched your name on my old mirror
Smeared it out but you got clearer

Gave you pieces you forgot to ask for
Heard your plans still kept the back door
Left your coat out in the rain
Hoped you'd care enough to complain

You move like truth on rewind
Slow and sharp not ever mine
I gave up drawing the line
Then I crossed it every time

You tied my hands with your quiet fire (ahh yeah)
I lit the match you walked right by (ohhh)
Tell me it’s just how you are
(Still I stay)
Even cold can feel like stars
when you're the sky
Na-na mm-mm oh yeah…

I keep breaking in my own voice
Tried to leave like I had a choice
Words don’t reach you but I shout
Now my echo’s burning out

You tied my hands with your quiet fire (ahh yeah!)
I lit the match you walked right by (woo-ooh)
Tell me it’s just how you are
(but I play)
Even cold can feel like stars
when you're the sky
Oooh na-na-na

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

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