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No Tomorrow Needed
Roxelle

Verified Verified Artist

Roxelle
Roxelle is a Romanian-born singer and songwriter currently based in the United Kingdom. Growing up between Eastern European traditions and Western pop culture, she developed an early fascination with rhythm, melody, and visual storytelling. Her background gave her a distinctive sense of contrast, mixing emotional depth with bold self-expression, something that would later become central to her artistic identity.

After relocating to the UK in her early twenties, Roxelle immersed herself in the underground pop and electronic scenes, refining her sound and performance style. Influenced by modern pop, dance, and subtle R&B textures, she crafts songs that balance confidence with vulnerability. Her vocals move effortlessly between smooth, controlled delivery and striking, attitude-driven hooks, creating a sound that feels both intimate and commanding.

Roxelle’s music explores themes of independence, desire, and emotional resilience, often framed through sleek, contemporary production. Known for her strong visual aesthetic and fashion-forward presence, she approaches music as a complete artistic experience rather than just sound. With a growing catalog of releases, Roxelle positions herself as a new-generation pop artist shaped by movement, migration, and self-definition.
Track(s)
No Tomorrow Needed 301316 03:18
Share This Energy 111535 02:33

No Tomorrow Needed

Roxelle


Heels hit the floor I feel it start
Bass in my chest steady and sharp
No explanations no excuse
I move the room just how I choose

Eyes follow motion not my name
I don’t repeat I don’t stay same

One step closer to the sound
I don’t wait I turn around

I’m on my own tempo
Don’t tell me when to go
I set it I control
Every move every role

I’m on my own tempo
Too fast too slow I know
I hit it right on time
Watch me cross the line

Disco strings rise
Bass keeps talking
Hands in the air
No words just timing

Mirrors shake when I pass through
Every angle feels brand new
No permission no delay
I decide how long I stay

Heat is building in the crowd
I don’t need to say it loud

Count it in feel it land
Everything is in my hands

I’m on my own tempo
Don’t tell me when to go
I set it I control
Every move every role

I’m on my own tempo
Too fast too slow I know
I hit it right on time
Watch me cro

Jacket on I leave it open
Streetlight glow my focus broken
Every sound pulls me in
I don’t ask where we’ve been

I don’t read the signs twice
I move once that’s my advice

If it feels right I don’t slow down
I let the night spin me around

No tomorrow needed
Say it again I mean it (mean it)
No tomorrow needed
I don’t pause I don’t overthink it (no no)

No tomorrow needed
Feel it hit me feel it beat me (beat me)
No tomorrow needed
If I’m in it I’m in it (yeah)

Every step is calculated
Still it looks so effortless
I don’t wait to be invited
I arrive I don’t impress

Crowd reacts I don’t chase
I just take up space

Hear my name inside the bass
I don’t rush I keep my pace

Yeah
She don’t plan it she appear
Whole room shift when she near
No tomorrow in her mind
Only now perfect time

She don’t promise she decide
Every move amplified
I’m just watching from the side
Tryna keep up with her stride

No delay no rewind
She already crossed the line
When she move place complies
That’s the signal that’s the sign

No tomorrow needed
Say it again I mean it (mean it)
No tomorrow needed
I don’t pause I don’t overthink it (no no)

No tomorrow needed
Feel it hit me feel it beat me (beat me)
No tomorrow needed
If I’m in it I’m in it (yeah)

No tomorrow (no tomorrow)
Needed (needed)
No tomorrow (no tomorrow)
I don’t need it (don’t need it)

No tomorrow (no tomorrow)
Needed (needed)
If I want it (if I want it)
I’m in it (I’m in it)

CREDITS
Performer: Roxelle
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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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 28414 03:02
Falling 32954 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.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Rich Man Pass the B...
Loch Ness Monsters

Verified Verified Artist

Loch Ness Monsters
Rising from the enigmatic allure of Brighton's coastal shores, Loch Ness Monsters are a four-piece band reshaping the contours of alternative rock and pop.

Comprised of the ethereal vocalist Isla "Izzy" McLeod, the enigmatic guitarist Finnegan "Finn" Hartley, the introspective bassist Leo Summers, and the rhythmically ingenious drummer Pippa Clarke, the band weaves together threads of myth and modernity. Their name pays homage to the legendary creature of the deep, symbolizing the hidden depths and untapped mysteries they explore through their music.

Their breakout single, "I Fall Too Deep," plunges listeners into a whirlpool of emotion with its irresistibly catchy chorus and haunting melodies.

The song is a sonic journey, echoing the sensation of being submerged in one's feelings, fears, and desires. Izzy's haunting vocals glide over Finn's shimmering guitar riffs, while Leo's pulsating bass lines and Pippa's dynamic drumming create an undercurrent that pulls the audience into uncharted territories of sound. The track has become an anthem for those unafraid to delve beneath the surface, catching the attention of listeners in the stores where Filodyo broadcasts.

The band's origin story is as captivating as their music. Meeting by chance during a midnight swim on a dare at Brighton's pebble beach, the quartet bonded over shared tales of folklore, a love for genre-blending music, and a mutual sense of adventure.

Their performances are not just concerts but immersive experiences; they often incorporate visual art, storytelling, and atmospheric lighting to transform venues into mystical landscapes.

Loch Ness Monsters invite their audience to join them in the depths, challenging everyone to embrace the unknown and find beauty in the unexplored.
Track(s)
Rich Man Pass the Baton 26468 02:49
A Second Sun 33144 03:50
I Fall Too Deep 28554 03:00

Rich Man Pass the Baton

Loch Ness Monsters


We've all seen a Tom
Rich man pass the baton
Godspeed big shoe
Stay loose and make it move

Try not to escape
Practice neatness in penmanship
Absolutely no finder's fee
We're rolling long haul

In fifteen minutes it'll perturb me
And then in about a week it'll haunt me
In fifteen minutes it'll perturb me
Underneath the leaves slowly terminating

Creating a community without a dichotomy
Reject the king
Malefactor sing
Find your reality
Oh say church

I don't want to return to scorched earth
Or roll around in the dirt
Or skip over those who got hurt

In fifteen minutes it'll perturb me
And then in about a week it'll haunt me
In fifteen minutes it'll perturb me
Underneath the leaves slowly terminating

We are nice to be behind
But heavens no
We are not leading
And there's not much time left

In fifteen minutes it'll perturb me
And then in about a week it'll haunt me
In fifteen minutes it'll perturb me
Underneath the leaves slowly terminating

CREDITS
Performer: Loch Ness Monsters
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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Bitter
Eliza Turing

Verified Verified Artist

Eliza Turing
Straight out of the indie heartland, meet Eliza Turing, the happy-go-lucky troubadour with a knack for knitting melodies that stick to your soul. Turing, unmistakably named in honor of her Silicon Valley roots, is a dose of sunshine in melancholic indie sound, with the main weapon in her musical arsenal being her 'filodyo' in enchanting harmony with her lyrics.

Every indie artist has their quirkiest, and Turing isn’t exempt. Yes, her crafty way of turning our text messages into her songs, it's like she's reading your chatbox through her chords. And yet, she carries an uncanny ability to transcribe these frivolous life ontologies into ballads with resilience and ample generosity – the persona aside her cat-loving nature.

Her standout track "Twilight" is a testament to this, translating the day's end languor into a jovial indie anthem that sets your feet tapping and heart humming. Turing taps into the secret sauce of scoring happiness, infusing a vibrant, peppy melody into her music.

So next time the day weighs heavy, your vibe seeks the indie humming, or perhaps, your feline friend needs a den companion, you know whose Soundcloud account to check out. No autographs, please, Turing only signs on music sheets, with notes, duck!
Track(s)
Bitter 92352 02:54
Twilight 29566 03:19
The Past Keeps Callin' Me 23442 02:18
Still I Try 34653 03:41
The Future’s Ours 27555 02:50
Finding my way 25829 02:50

Bitter

Eliza Turing


So many fights we lost to that little voice
Screamin' inside my head and all around me
The war we wage
It’s over
But
Boy
You won
So many tears I cried over things that I can't change
Tryna rewrite the past and make you want me
Oh
Tell me why my love's so desperate
Oh
Tell me why my love's so desperate

(Oh tell me why my love's so desperate)

And it cuts so deep
I don't think I'll ever get over it
My heart’s so beat
I don't think I'll ever get over it
Your love was bitter
Bitter
Bitter
Your love was bitter
Bitter
Bitter
So bitter
So bitter

So many tears I cried over things that I can't change
Tryna rewrite the past and make you want me
Oh
Tell me why my love's so desperate
Oh
Tell me why my love's so desperate

And it cuts so deep
I don't think I'll ever get over it
My heart's so beat
I don't think I'll ever get over it
Your love was bitter
Bitter
Bitter
Your love was bitter
Bitter
Bitter
So bitter
So bitter

CREDITS
Performer: Eliza Turing
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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Summer Romance
Harper Quinn

Verified 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!
Track(s)
Summer Romance 25928 02:46
Glass of Love 31047 03:22

Summer Romance

Harper Quinn


Summertime not another lover like you
We were having fun
How can we be cynical about our destiny
Under an endless sun

Flip a coin toss her mane
Threads of gold go out with the rain
Eclipsed like the northern lights

Summertime
One for the money
Two for the show
And three to laugh about all those
Summertimes a long time ago

Feel the vibe
For a moment just let go
It's the highest you can get
Touched by an angel
Not a devil on your shoulder
No reason to regret

In a car we were riding around
Looking for a party but the deal went down
Another opportunity lost

Summertime
One for the money
Two for the show
And three to laugh about all those
Summertimes a long time ago

Summer sun where did you go?
Now it's the season to be seasoned
Leaving and believing
So in love with the truth
And when we follow evolution
We won't get confused

Summertime
One for the money
Two for the show
And three to laugh about all those
Summertimes that have come and gone
Summertime
One for the money
Two for the show
And three to laugh about all those
Summertimes a long
Long time ago

CREDITS
Performer: Harper Quinn
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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Split Frequency
Aris Veyton

Verified Verified Artist

Aris Veyton
Aris Veyton is an electronic music producer whose sound blends modern club energy with subtle emotional depth. Rooted in electronic and dance-driven structures, his productions balance clean rhythms, textured synth layers and restrained melodic elements.

Rather than chasing trends, Aris focuses on atmosphere and flow. His tracks are designed to work both on the dancefloor and in personal listening environments, creating a sense of continuity rather than sudden impact. Minimal arrangements, controlled dynamics and carefully crafted sound design are central to his approach.

Working primarily in the studio, Aris Veyton treats music as a long-form experience rather than a single moment. His style reflects a contemporary electronic mindset: precise, understated and immersive. Each release is a step in an evolving sonic identity that prioritizes mood, space and consistency.
Track(s)
Between Our Time 294471 03:31
Split Frequency 294045 03:29

Split Frequency

Aris Veyton


There’s a pulse that keeps dividing me
Two rhythms fighting underneath

One side wants order keeps the lines so straight
The other sparks fires wants to detonate
I move through the evening with a crowded mind
Trying to decode what I can’t define

I’m standing at the center
Where signals overlap
Trying not to surrender
To the louder half

Tune me to a steady wave
Pull me where the noise behaves
I’m drifting through a world I crave
But breaking when the signals change
Tune me to a steady wave
Balance all the parts I save
I’m fading into what I brave
When both of me collide again

Thoughts turn metallic when the pressure grows
Patterns fall apart then they recompose
I’m chasing a structure that I can’t commit
Every time I form it something ruins it

I’m standing at the center
Where signals overlap
Trying not to surrender
To the louder half

Tune me to a steady wave
Pull me where the noise behaves
I’m drifting through a world I crave
But breaking when the signals change
Tune me to a steady wave
Balance all the parts I save
I’m fading into what I brave
When both of me collide again

If there’s a place between the sides
I’ll walk the thin divide
Waiting for the moment
Both frequencies align

CREDITS
Performer: Aris Veyton
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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Step Into My Rhythm
Dennise

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Dennise
Born in 1996 in Antwerp, Belgium, Dennise began her creative career not as a singer, but as a voice-over artist. With a warm, expressive tone and remarkable control, she became a sought-after voice in commercials, audiobooks, and animated films across Europe. For years, her voice was instantly recognizable, even if her face stayed out of the spotlight.

Music had always been quietly present in her life. Between recording sessions, she would write melodies and lyrics, experimenting with harmonies and vocal textures in her small home studio. Her path into music took a decisive turn when Filodyo producer Hakan E. heard one of her demos and invited her to record an original track.

Since that moment, Dennise has worked exclusively with Filodyo, creating songs that combine her precise vocal technique with a modern pop sensibility shaped by European dance rhythms. Guided by Hakan E.’s production, her tracks carry both the polish of a seasoned professional and the intimacy of a storyteller.

Outside the studio, Dennise is an avid cyclist and urban wanderer, often finding lyrical inspiration on her rides through city streets and coastal paths. For her, music is simply another way to tell a story — but now, her voice takes center stage.
Track(s)
Step Into My Rhythm 250114 02:56

Step Into My Rhythm

Dennise


Got a beat in my chest it’s a runaway train
Every move you make pulls me back again
I’m caught in your tempo can’t break away
But I don’t wanna leave I’m here to stay

Turn it up let it spin
Take my hands pull me in
No rules just the sound
We’ll burn this floor to the ground

Step into my rhythm don’t you slow it down
Oh-oh keep it moving now
We’re a spark in the night we don’t need a crown
Step into my rhythm and we’ll shut it down
Yeah shut it down down down

Your eyes talk loud like a midnight call
Don’t you dare let the moment fall
My heartbeat’s playing in 4/4 time
And you’re the reason for every line

Turn it up let it spin
Take my hands pull me in
No rules just the sound
We’ll burn this floor to the ground

Step into my rhythm don’t you slow it down
Oh-oh keep it moving now
We’re a spark in the night we don’t need a crown
Step into my rhythm and we’ll shut it down
Oh we shut it down down down

One step two step keep the groove tight
We’re gonna make this our favorite night
No going back no turning around
We own the beat we own the sound

Step into my rhythm don’t you slow it down
Oh-oh keep it moving now
We’re a spark in the night we don’t need a crown
Step into my rhythm and we’ll shut it down
Yeah yeah yeah — shut it down

Step into my rhythm… oh-oh-oh

CREDITS
Performer: Dennise
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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Glass of Love
Harper Quinn

Verified 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!
Track(s)
Summer Romance 25928 02:46
Glass of Love 31047 03:22

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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After Midnight
Tamie Ray

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Tamie Ray
A staple in the riveting New York music scene and an embodiment of the city's ever pulsating rhythm, Tamie Ray is an artist who has imprinted her unique voice and interpretative prowess on the pages of modern jazz history. Born in the heart of Manhattan to a family of musicians, she was raised amid a symphony of sounds that reverberated through the walls of her childhood home, echoing from her parents' rehearsals, her brother's trumpet practice, and the vintage tunes from her grandmother's record player. The melting pot of New York, coupled with her musical lineage, became a cauldron where Tamie's music fervor was stoked, simmered, and metamorphosed into an intense passion for jazz vocals.

Tall, ebony-haired, Tamie Ray, known for her entrancing stage presence and sultry vocals, emerged in the New York jazz scene during the late 1980s. She began her journey as a vocalist in small jazz clubs, with talent that stood in stark contrast to her humble beginnings. Reminiscent of jazz greats like Ella Fitzgerald and Billie Holiday, Tamie's voice was a captivating amalgamation of richness, power, and vulnerability—a voice that bore the uncanny ability to pluck at the chords of one's heart with the gentleness of a seasoned harpist. Her rendition of classic songs garnered her respect within the music community, while her original compositions firmly established her as a dynamic artist with an intuition for imagery and metaphor that transcended through her lyrics.

In the prime of her career, Tamie Ray was revered as one of the eminent jazz vocalists of her time. Still, she kept evolving, never allowing the accolades to lull her into complacency. As the shifting current of music trends started to lean towards modern genres, so did Tamie, artfully redefining her approach while never losing her jazz roots. Today, she continues to reign supreme in her beloved city, sharing her unique musical blend of traditional jazz and contemporary influences while passing on her wisdom to the next generation through her mentorship and teaching.

Despite the passage of time, Tamie's love for New York, both as her muse and her home, has remained unaltered. From the kaleidoscopic whirl of colors, cultures, and sounds within its streets, she continually draws inspiration. Her music—a metaphorical canvas splashed with the hues of her NYC experiences—resonates with both the nostalgia of jazz's golden era and the vibrant beats of today's New York. Regardless of where the winds of change might lead, one can always find Tamie Ray, the emblem of New York jazz, right where she belongs—under the shimmering city lights, swaying to the overwhelming rhythm of the metropolis, and singing tales poured straight from her heart.
Track(s)
After Midnight 28167 03:06

After Midnight

Tamie Ray


Sweet sugar on the dancefloor
Our eyes locked in love and war
Goodbye to real life now
Let's do it like we're supposed to

Twinkle in the dead of night
We do it like the rhythm's a sacrifice
I see your eyes right here
And I know you'll never leave

After midnight (After midnight)
After midnight (After midnight)

We lose ourselves in paradise
We're lost like a
Mirage that's not lookin' right
Now we're far from care

Honey
The light is dimming
Our hips move like it's beginning
Be gone with inhibition
Let's groove as one

After midnight (After midnight)
After midnight (After midnight)

CREDITS
Performer: Tamie Ray
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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Cooler Than My Tears
Miles Rennick

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Miles Rennick
Miles Rennick is an electro-pop singer and songwriter whose music blends playful irony with slick, club-ready production. With a cheeky, half-sung and half-spoken vocal style, he brings a unique personality to the modern indie-pop scene.

His debut track “Cooler Than My Tears” captures this spirit perfectly — a quirky yet infectious anthem built on groovy basslines, crisp synth riffs, and a sarcastic lyrical edge. Both tongue-in-cheek and danceable, the track reflects Rennick’s ability to turn irony into a hook.

Dedicated to staying independent and unconventional, Miles Rennick has chosen to release his music exclusively through Filodyo and NOT FM, highlighting his close collaboration with platforms that value originality and artistic freedom.
Track(s)
Cooler Than My Tears 300019 03:15

Cooler Than My Tears

Miles Rennick


(ha!)
The lock is broken doors swing wide
No more shadows I need to hide

Your perfume fades on an empty shelf
I found a mirror I found myself
Every promise was a borrowed flame
Now I walk and forget your name (uhh)

Chains fall silent on the floor
Wings I never used before
Every breath tastes sharp and new
Every step pulls me through (yeah ha!)

I’m alive I’m alive (woo!)
Burning like the morning rise
Can’t hold me I’m untamed (ha!)
Your love was a painted game
Now the echoes fade from me (na-na)
Every step is victory
I’m alive I’m alive
Cooler than the tears I cried (uhh)

Empty glass on the wooden rail
Stories sink but my ship will sail
Every memory’s a paper boat
Drifting far till it can’t float (yeah)

Chains fall silent on the floor
Wings I never used before
Every breath tastes sharp and new
Every step pulls me through (woo!)

I’m alive I’m alive (say it loud)
Burning like the morning rise
Can’t hold me I’m untamed (ohhh)
Your love was a painted game
Now the silence sings with me (yeah yeah)
Every step is victory
I’m alive I’m alive
Cooler than the tears I cried (hah!)

You thought I’d break…
But I’m stronger than the storm
I’m running past the past
And it will never find me again (mmm)

I’m alive I’m alive (uhh woo!)
Burning like the morning rise
Can’t hold me I’m untamed (ha!)
Your love was a painted game
Now the silence sings with me (na-na-na)
Every step is victory
I’m alive I’m alive
Cooler than the tears I cried (yeah yeah yeah)

(ha!)
Cooler than the tears I cried…
Cooler than the tears I cried

CREDITS
Performer: Miles Rennick
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.
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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

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