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Never Barefoot
The Syrphids
Verified Artist
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.
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
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Call Dropped at 3 AM
Eli Varnish
Verified Artist
Eli Varnish
Eli Varnish spent most of his life drawing straight lines for crooked cities. As an architect, he designed libraries, train stations, and far too many gray, forgettable office buildings. He was always more interested in light than concrete — the way it moved through windows, shifted on floors, or disappeared behind closed doors. But deadlines piled up, and inspiration gave way to invoices. When he retired at 62, he didn’t throw a party. He just handed in his keys, took the long way home, and listened to the silence.
That’s when the music came back.
In his youth, Eli had played piano quietly — always in private, never in public. Now, with no blueprints to chase, he returned to the keys. Slowly. Gently. A few friends joined him — a bassist who used to drive a bus, a trombonist who sold insurance, and a drummer who once taught math. They started meeting weekly above an old bookstore. No gigs, no names. Just music.
Eventually, they found their way into a small jazz bar — dim, warm, and half-forgotten. That’s where Eli plays now. No spotlight, no talk. Just a glass of red wine, a crooked hat, and a piano that creaks in all the right places. The audience doesn’t clap much. They just nod, like they recognize something they forgot they knew.
Eli doesn’t miss architecture. “Buildings are meant to last,” he says, “but songs... songs are meant to leave.” And so he plays — not to impress, but to remember. To trace old lines in the air. To build something no one can own, but everyone can feel.
Call Dropped at 3 AM
Eli Varnish
Alright…
Yeah yeah don’t tune it too much
Let it breathe
Okay… one two…
Woke up late with the room still shaking
Ashtray full of things I didn’t say
Mirror asks me for an explanation
I tell it “man not today”
Shoes by the door still smell like last night
Clock keeps lying I let it talk
City hums in a crooked rhythm
Like it learned that walk from me
Hey bass… keep it walking
Yeah like that
Don’t rush it
Every plan I make shows up half dressed
Every promise comes out second best
If I fall behind the beat again
Just leave some space I’ll land it then
This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
It trips on truth then calls it a friend
If I sound wrong don’t fix it too soon
That’s where the story sneaks through
Yeah this ain’t clean this ain’t controlled
It’s a loose wire looking for a soul
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do
Hold up…
Let the horn say something
Yeah… go on
(long slide in slightly late)
Mmm… listen
Man… that thing’s complaining
Let him talk
I’m almost done… almost
Sorry… not sorry
(rimshot)
There’s a voice in my head clapping off time
Says “You always push you never wait”
I said “If I slow down I might notice
Everything I try to escape”
Barroom light keeps flickering jokes
Like it knows where I’ve been
Every sound wants a turn at the mic
Even the quiet wants in
Yeah… that’s it
Don’t smooth it out
No no
If this night’s a gamble I roll it bent
Lose my balance call it intent
Break the rule then play it twice
Mess it up till it sounds right
This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
Falls apart then stands again
If my voice cracks just let it through
That’s what it came here to do
Yeah this ain’t neat this ain’t polite
It’s just breath fighting with the night
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do
Alright…
Don’t stop it
Let it ring
Yeah… that’s enough
CREDITS
Performer: Eli Varnish
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Tell Me
Mark Martian
Verified Artist
Mark Martian
Mark Martian is one of the most elusive figures in the music world, and his mysterious persona has left many fans wondering—could he really be from Mars?
Known for using the alias Martian Mark during his collaborations, this enigmatic producer has somehow managed to evade the spotlight completely. No interviews, no photos, no videos—Mark is practically a ghost. Some say it’s part of his brand, while others speculate wildly. Who knows?
Maybe while Elon Musk dreams of building colonies on Mars, Mark’s already here, quietly making beats after hitching a ride from the Red Planet’s first neighborhood.
Despite the secrecy surrounding him, one thing’s clear: Mark’s music speaks volumes. His deep house tracks pulse with interstellar vibes, his pop productions are out-of-this-world catchy, and his funk grooves are, well, otherworldly.
Whether he’s blending cosmic synths with soulful beats or dropping funk-infused rhythms, his style keeps listeners hooked and guessing. You can hear his work across platforms, but his music truly shines on Filodyo, where you might catch the next great Martian anthem—if he doesn’t beam it up first.
Tell Me
Mark Martian
Dust on the floor where we used to stand
Promises slipped right out of our hands
The radio hums a song we knew
But the melody feels like it's lost its truth
Worn-out pages stories told
Fingers trace what we can’t hold
There’s a silence loud and clear
A reflection of what we fear
Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs
Faded pictures stacked on the shelf
We became strangers to ourselves
Every question leads to a wall
Every moment feels so small
Worn-out pages stories told
Fingers trace what we can’t hold
There’s a silence loud and clear
A reflection of what we fear
Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs
Maybe we’re just scared to leave
Hiding truth we won’t believe
Every tear a bitter cost
Falling in love but feeling lost
It’s the weight of what we don’t say
Holds us back but makes us stay
Still we wonder still we try
To keep the flame to touch the sky
Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs
Dust settles slow but we remain
Two hearts beating through the same refrain
If we let go will we know why?
Or stay tangled in the reasons we can’t deny
CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Muoviti Così
Ornella
Verified Artist
Ornella
Ornella grew up in northern Italy, educated in a Catholic girls’ school where silence, discipline, and ritual shaped her early relationship with sound. Choir rehearsals, echoing halls, and the contrast between strict structure and private imagination became part of her musical memory. While others followed the rules, she listened for what existed between them. Her first melodies were written quietly, often late at night, more as reflections than performances.
Her music today carries that same restraint and emotional clarity. Minimal arrangements, warm harmonies, and a voice that never overreaches. Ornella does not chase drama; she lets it arrive on its own. There is a sense of intimacy in her work, as if the listener is allowed into something unfinished and honest. Her releases are available only on Filodyo and NOT FM, where her sound lives without interruption, expectation, or noise.
Muoviti Così
Ornella
La radio sorride piano
La porta gira entra il sole
Tacchi leggeri sul pavimento
Tutto sembra già possibile
Senza dirlo apertamente
Un passo avanti uno indietro
Il ritmo nasce da sé
Non serve fare rumore
Quando il corpo sa perché
Un battito poi due
E tutto parte da qui
Muoviti così
Senza pensarci troppo
Lascia andare
Vieni un po’ più vicino
Muoviti così
Con quel sorriso lì
La giornata cambia
Se la prendi così
Le vetrine fanno l’occhiolino
La città gioca con noi
Ogni sguardo è una promessa
Che non chiede mai di più
La musica entra leggera
Ti prende senza far male
È una danza quotidiana
Che ti viene naturale
Un battito poi due
Il resto viene da sé
Muoviti così
Senza pensarci troppo
Lascia andare
Vieni un po’ più vicino
Muoviti così
Con quel sorriso lì
La giornata cambia
Se la prendi così
Ah
Così va bene
Ah
Non serve altro
Muoviti così
La radio resta accesa
CREDITS
Performer: Ornella
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Waves Don’t Ask Why
Wires and Petals
Verified Artist
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.
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
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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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Still Holding On
6 Brokens
Verified Artist
6 Brokens
6 Broken came together in New York through chance encounters, shared apartments, and long conversations that stretched past midnight. None of them arrived with a plan to form a band. They met through friends, studios, and half-finished ideas, slowly realizing they were circling the same emotional territory. New York shaped them not as a backdrop, but as a pressure. The noise, the distance, the constant sense of movement seeped into how they wrote and how they listened.
Their music leans into restraint rather than release. Clean arrangements, patient melodies, and lyrics that leave space for interpretation. 6 Broken avoids obvious drama, letting tension live quietly inside the songs. There is an awareness of vulnerability without turning it into spectacle. Each member carries a different perspective, and those differences remain audible rather than polished away.
What defines 6 Broken is their refusal to rush. Songs unfold at their own pace, shaped by late-night demos, unfinished thoughts, and the feeling of standing still while a city moves around you. Their work is available exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, where subtlety has room to exist and music does not need to announce itself to be heard.
Still Holding On
6 Brokens
Morning hits the window late
Coffee’s cold but I feel awake
Your name’s still on my playlist
Didn’t mute it didn’t break it
I learned how silence sounds
When you’re not around
But it’s lighter than I thought
Guess I figured something out
I don’t need a sign tonight
No big speech no rewrite
Just walking straight ahead
With the things you never said
I don’t need a brand new heart
Mine still works just different parts
Some are louder some are calm
Still beating still holding on
I don’t need a clean restart
Just a little open space to start
I’m okay where I am
Yeah I’m better than I planned
City moves at normal speed
People laughing next to me
Nothing feels dramatic now
And that’s what I like about it somehow
Your jacket’s gone I kept the time
Not the fights not the lines
I don’t miss the way we broke
Just the jokes we never wrote
No more circling the same streets
No reruns in my head this week
I’m not running I’m not late
Just finally on my way
I don’t need a brand new heart
Mine still works just different parts
Some are louder some are calm
Still beating still holding on
I don’t need a clean restart
Just a little open space to start
I’m okay where I am
Yeah I’m better than I planned
If you ever wonder how I’ve been
I sleep fine I breathe fine
I learned how to let things end
Without losing who’s inside
I don’t need a brand new heart
No repair kit no fresh start
It’s been tested it’s been tried
Still alive on the inside
I don’t need to change the past
Just move forward slow and fast
I’m okay where I stand
Yeah I’m better than I planned
Better than I planned
Still here still me
Yeah I’m better than I planned
CREDITS
Performer: 6 Brokens
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Glass of Love
Harper Quinn
Verified Artist
Harper Quinn
Meet Harper Quinn, the embodiment of a Chinatown fairytale with a beats-filled twist. Born and raised amidst the flurry of noodle houses and dim sum joints in NYC's throbbing heartbeat, Harper is every bit a child of the Big Apple and the city’s ceaseless rhythm pulses through her music.
Harper is the oldest daughter of a Chinese immigrant family, her father a wizard of culinary arts in one of the busiest kitchens in Manhattan. Her music is a distinct fusion of her rich cultural heritage and the neon grit of New York - think Peking duck served with a side of just-spun electro. With catchy tracks like "Summer Romance", she’s setting the dance genre ablaze and, inadvertently, becoming the sovereign of store playlists nationwide, thanks to a serendipitous contract with Filodyo.
Infused with radiating positivity, Harper’s tunes have the power to transform even the dreariest grocery aisles into club-worthy catwalks. Expect a dose of her irreplaceable mirth in every single beat – the Harper Quinn experience is a joyride on a candy-colored dragon, soaring through the summer's neon haze!
Glass of Love
Harper Quinn
I'm feeling selfish
Seeing myself through your wreckage
Chivalry forgetting its relics
It's only confusing
Such dramatic illusion
You've got me making like Cupid
Your eyes are aiming at me
Baby
We're an endangered species
I can't do this to you
I can't bring you down too when I fall down there
I can't bring you down
I can't bring you down too with me when I feel this way
I mean
I don't know what's wrong with me
Like
I just have to do this
I don't know why
I just have to
Lead filled glass of love
It's gotta go
It's gotta go
Go slow
Way down
It's gonna go
On muddy waters
Drip out-ter
Be water
Oh
Blood of my mother's tears
Make seas of love on this ground
Through overwater
Bears doubt and fog
Where do we go?
Get up
Lead filled glass of love
It's gotta go
It's gotta go
Go slow
Way down
It's gonna go
If you are companion
It's R
Not safe where you're standing with me
You are one of the mansions of Mars
In a bar through the stars that I see
If you are companion
It's R
Not safe where you're standing with me
You are one of the mansions of Mars
In a bar through the stars that I see
CREDITS
Performer: Harper Quinn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Fire In Our Eyes
Wyatt Blake
Verified Artist
Wyatt Blake
Wyatt Blake is a bold new voice in New Country, blending heartfelt storytelling with the grit of heartland rock. With his deep, rugged vocals and a knack for turning simple moments into anthems, he captures the spirit of small-town dreams and the open road. Raised in Tennessee, Wyatt grew up surrounded by the echoes of old country records and the hum of engines rolling down backroads. His music reflects that journey—nostalgic, raw, and always searching for something just out of reach.
His breakout single, "Fire In Our Eye," is a powerful anthem about youth, hope, and the moments that shape us. Built on driving acoustic melodies and a steady beat, the song paints a picture of restless nights, burning ambition, and the realization that time moves faster than we ever expect. With lyrics that cut straight to the heart and a chorus built to be belted out under an open sky, "Fire In Our Eye" is already resonating with fans who know what it means to chase a feeling they can never quite hold onto.
Wyatt's music is a bridge between the past and present—honoring the classic country greats while pushing the genre forward with a fresh, unfiltered sound. Whether he’s singing about love, loss, or the miles left to go, one thing is certain: he’s got a story to tell, and the world is listening.
Wyatt Blake isn't just another country singer—he's a voice for those who still believe in chasing something bigger. 🚗🔥🎶
Fire In Our Eyes
Wyatt Blake
Plastic rings and paper planes
Chasing stars with different names
Thought the world would stay so bright
Didn’t know we’d lose the light
Golden days they fade so fast
Running wild but it don’t last
Still I hear that distant call
Echoes bouncing off the walls
Back then we had fire in our eyes
Shooting high never questioning the sky
Didn’t see the cracks below
Now we’re dancing in the afterglow
Took a train to nowhere towns
Laughed so hard we spun around
Didn’t care what lay ahead
Now we chase what once was said
Golden days they fade so fast
Running wild but it don’t last
Still I hear that distant call
Echoes bouncing off the walls
Back then we had fire in our eyes
Shooting high never questioning the sky
Didn’t see the cracks below
Now we’re dancing in the afterglow
If I could touch the past somehow
I’d hold it tight I’d call it loud
But time don’t stop it moves right through
Leaves you chasing what you knew
Plastic rings and paper planes
Falling fast like summer rain
Close my eyes and see it all
A fading voice a childhood call
CREDITS
Performer: Wyatt Blake
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Talk With Your Hands
Mateo Lux
Verified Artist
Mateo Lux
Mateo Lux is a rising voice in contemporary electronic pop, blending sleek production with raw emotional intensity. Born with a natural flair for performance, he crafts music that balances dancefloor energy with lyrical depth. His debut single, Control, showcases a magnetic mix of pulsing rhythms and hypnotic melodies, setting the tone for a bold artistic journey ahead.
Discovered by Hakan E. for Filodyo, Mateo brings an unapologetic confidence to every note he sings. His style captures both vulnerability and power, creating an atmosphere that draws listeners into his world. With Control, he isn’t just introducing himself—he’s making a statement, marking the arrival of a distinctive new talent destined to leave a lasting imprint on modern music.
Talk With Your Hands
Mateo Lux
[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
Listen
You say nothing still I hear it
Every move got its own meaning
Eyes talk first lips stay quiet
Room reacts when you get near it
No small talk no explanation
Body language translation
Don’t slow down don’t overthink
I read you faster than you blink
Don’t talk talk
Just move like that (like that)
Say less less
I’m cool with that (with that)
Don’t talk talk
Your hands do facts (do facts)
I see it all
When you move like that (yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
Left right
Pause rewind
One look
I’m already aligned
Every step feels intentional
Like you planned it accidental
No directions still you lead
I just follow what you mean
Crowd fades out when you step in
Whole place locked on your rhythm
No need words to complicate
I already got the message
Don’t talk talk
Just move like that (like that)
Say less less
I’m cool with that (with that)
Don’t talk talk
Your hands do facts (do facts)
I see it all
When you move like that (yeah)
[Bridge – Male Vocal / Spoken-Rap]
Hold up
She don’t speak she demonstrate
Every move communicate
No delay she regulate
Whole room shift when she rotate
I don’t guess I calculate
Every sign she generate
She don’t need to elevate
She arrive she dominate
Clap it
Stomp it
Freeze
Go
[Final Chorus]
Don’t talk talk (don’t talk)
Just move like that (move like that)
Say less less (say less)
I’m cool with that (yeah)
Don’t talk talk (don’t talk)
Your hands do facts (do facts)
I see it all
When you move like that (move like that)
No words
Still clear
You said it all
Right here
CREDITS
Performer: Mateo Lux
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Almost Beautiful
Sand Castle of Ma
Verified Artist
Sand Castle of Ma
Sand Castle of Ma is a vibrant four-member indie rock band hailing from the lush landscapes of Seattle. The group, consisting of the charismatic vocalist Eli Stratton, guitarist Finn Mercer, bassist Leo Keene, and drummer Jasper Quinn, formed in a local coffee shop where they bonded over their mutual love for music and the arts. With their diverse backgrounds and experiences, each member brings a unique flavor to the band’s collective sound, creating a harmonious blend that resonates deeply with listeners.
The band’s debut track, "Almost Beautiful," captures the essence of their style—an exploration of the complexities of beauty and imperfection. Drawing on themes of introspection and emotional depth, Sand Castle of Ma weaves together melodic guitar lines with earnest lyrics that invite listeners to reflect on their own experiences. Their sound artfully combines influences from classic rock and contemporary indie styles, allowing them to carve out a niche that feels both fresh and familiar.
As they continue to evolve, Sand Castle of Ma aims to expand their catalog with more tracks that reflect their evolving identity. The chemistry among Eli, Finn, Leo, and Jasper fuels their creativity, promising an exciting future filled with dynamic performances and heartfelt music. With a growing fanbase and a distinctive sound, they are quickly becoming a notable presence on the indie rock scene.
Almost Beautiful
Sand Castle of Ma
Yeah
Almost beautiful
You left your shadow
On the passenger side
Like a quiet ending
At a red street light
I kept the moment
But I lost the weight
Of waiting for something
That was already late
Now days feel lighter
When the hope runs out
I hear my own voice
A little less loud
And I don’t hate you
That takes too much room
I just stopped turning
The sky into you
Maybe we were young
Maybe we were tired
Maybe love got lost
Somewhere in the wires
I don’t need a reason
I don’t need a sign
I just need tonight
To feel like mine
It was almost beautiful
Almost good enough
Almost like a movie
Almost like love
We were almost honest
Almost made it through
Almost had forever
Then forever moved
And I’m not broken
I’m just new
It was almost beautiful
Losing you
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
I saw your name
On a screen last night
It didn’t hurt me
Like I thought it might
Just a small old feeling
Passing through
Like a song from a car
That never stops for you
I walked for hours
Under changing signs
No big confession
No perfect line
Just a quiet freedom
I never planned
Like letting go
Without using my hands
Maybe we were close
Maybe we were blind
Maybe love looks better
From the other side
I don’t need an answer
I don’t need a fight
I just need my heart
To sleep tonight
It was almost beautiful
Almost good enough
Almost like a movie
Almost like love
We were almost honest
Almost made it through
Almost had forever
Then forever moved
And I’m not broken
I’m just new
It was almost beautiful
Losing you
I won’t call it wasted
I won’t call it wrong
Some people are chapters
That read too long
I won’t make you guilty
I won’t make me small
We were almost something
And that’s something after all
Almost beautiful
Almost true
Almost everything
I wanted with you
Almost beautiful
Almost gone
I can still remember
But I can move on
It was almost beautiful
Almost good enough
Almost like a movie
Almost like love
We were almost honest
Almost made it through
Almost had forever
Then forever moved
And I’m not broken
I’m just new
It was almost beautiful
Losing you
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
Mm
Almost beautiful
Losing you
CREDITS
Performer: Sand Castle of Ma
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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