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What Life Hands Me
Talia Hayes

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Talia Hayes
Talia Hayes is a contemporary soul-pop artist whose warm, expressive vocals resonate with listeners seeking authenticity and emotional depth. With a knack for crafting reflective narratives, Talia's songwriting captures the essence of human experience, exploring themes of resilience, self-respect, and healing. Her latest track, "What Life Hands Me," delves into the pressures of modern life—touching upon money struggles while advocating for a gentle approach to life's challenges. This particular song showcases her ability to weave poignant stories that linger in the hearts of her audience.

Emerging from a background steeped in rich musical influences, Talia developed her sound in the intimate cafés and open mic nights of her hometown. It was there that she honed her craft, blending elements of soul and pop to create a style that feels both fresh and timeless. The understated production of her music allows her vibrant vocal identity to shine through, drawing listeners into an immersive experience that captivates without overwhelming.

As Talia continues to evolve as an artist, each new release promises to build on the themes she cherishes. With "What Life Hands Me" as a key piece in her catalog, listeners can expect more songs that invite them to embrace softness amidst life's trials. Talia Hayes stands as a beacon for those navigating their own journeys, reminding them that even in the face of adversity, there is beauty in vulnerability and strength in choice.
Track(s)
What Life Hands Me 50001 04:36

What Life Hands Me

Talia Hayes


Bills on the counter
Dreams on the line
Love came with lessons
I signed every time

I used to ask for reasons
Every time plans fell apart
Now I save my questions
For the rooms inside my heart

Some people came with flowers
Some came with unpaid pain
Some gave me a lesson
And never used my name

I had a younger version
Who wanted every door
Now I need less approval
And I sleep a little more

I do not call it failure
When I learn what I can hold
Some gold comes wrapped as pressure
Some truth arrives cold

I been down to my last dollar
Still made dinner for a friend
I been tired past the limit
Still got up again

I do not need a reason
For every turn I take
I just keep my balance
When the floor starts to shake

I take what life hands me
Sweet heavy real
Some days come easy
Some days make me feel

I bend I don’t break
I give I still choose
I lose what I outgrow
I win when I move

I take what life hands me
No perfect plan
I’m softer I’m stronger
I know where I stand

I learned love can be simple
And still not be enough
I learned peace has a price tag
But so does holding up

My mama said be patient
My pride said be wise
My body knew the answer
Before I opened my eyes

I made friends with my limits
I made space for my needs
I stopped calling it selfish
When I wanted to breathe

I keep a little humor
For the hardest kind of day
If joy knocks once a month
I still let it stay

I been down to my last dollar
Still made dinner for a friend
I been tired past the limit
Still got up again

I do not need a reason
For every turn I take
I just keep my balance
When the floor starts to shake

I take what life hands me
Sweet heavy real
Some days come easy
Some days make me feel

I bend I don’t break
I give I still choose
I lose what I outgrow
I win when I move

I take what life hands me
No perfect plan
I’m softer I’m stronger
I know where I stand

I do not owe the past
A seat beside my plate
I can love what happened
And still close that gate

I do not rush my healing
I do not fake my pace
I can carry history
Without wearing its face

I found grace after losing
I found room after no
I found out life keeps giving
When I let some things go

I take what life hands me
Sweet heavy real
Some days come easy
Some days make me feel

I bend I don’t break
I give I still choose
I lose what I outgrow
I win when I move

I take what life hands me
No perfect plan
I’m softer I’m stronger
I know where I stand

I take what life hands me
I know where I stand
I’m softer I’m stronger
I know where I stand

Bills on the counter
Dreams on the line
Life came with lessons
I signed every time

CREDITS
Performer: Talia Hayes
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Wish You Well
Junai Elen

Verified Verified Artist

Junai Elen
Turn up the volume, kids, 'cause we're about to delve into the sonic world of Junai Elen, the independent dance music artist with an unmistakably Eastern flare to her beats that'll have you both bobbing your head and searching for the meaning of life. With the name Elen bouncing off from the concrete heart of Tokyo, Japan, it's no surprise her sound is as energetically charged as the city's pulsating nightlife.

Junai exploded onto the indie dance scene like a sushi roll on a 5-alarm fire. Her tunes, a dynamite mix of insistent beats and whimsical lyrical narratives; imagine Walt Whitman having a dance-off with Avicii. The lighthearted "Wish You Well" is a prime cut of this intoxicating blend, a melodic chicane that leads you straight to Hope Avenue, her music's quintessential street.

Dont be fooled, Junai might not have the star-studded mansion or the paparazzi onslaught, yet. But she's sculpted a career from making her followers dance, dream and dare to hope through music. As unpredictable as Tokyo rush hour, and just as exhilarating, Junai Elen is the independent dance music artist who's whipping up a storm one beat at a time.

Get your smart shoes on and join Junai's journey. It's a ride interspersed with humor, your heart pounding to the beat, and at every turn, there's an insistent hopefulness that says, it's going to be okay. After all, you're in the party with Junai Elen - and she wishes you well.
Track(s)
Wish You Well 99056 03:04

Wish You Well

Junai Elen



I ran into someone I used to love
It wasn't enough
And now we don't talk
I asked him if he was doing well
He said
"Can't complain
I'm going through hell"

You were hard to love
You were harder to lose
I lost you and me
And now I lost you
I hope you get what you want
I hope you get what you need
I hope that one day you find what you seek

Oh
I wish you well
Hope you make it out of your personal hell
Hope you get your life in line with the life that you planned
Hope you find what you lost with the love of your life
And I hope she's alright
Hope you never need a girl like me again

I was hard to love
I was harder to lose
I lost you and me
And then I lost you
You gave me everything
I didn't know what to do
I was busy chasing ghosts while I was chasing you

Oh
I wish you well
Hope you make it out of your personal hell
Hope you get your life in line with the life that you planned
Hope you find what you lost with the love of your life
And I hope she's alright
Hope you never need a girl like me again

I hope you get your mind right
Hope you sleep through the night
Hope you meet someone new and get your family right
Hope you find what you lost with the love of your life
And I hope she's alright
Hope you never need a girl like me again

CREDITS
Performer: Junai Elen
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Better By Half
The Corner Clerks

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The Corner Clerks
The Corner Clerks are a lively three-member band hailing from England, blending elements of ska and rock to create a vibrant sound that resonates with joy and hope. Their music is characterized by playful melodies and upbeat rhythms, perfect for lifting spirits and inspiring listeners. With their debut track, "Better By Half," they set the tone for an engaging catalog that promises to be as uplifting as it is catchy. The Corner Clerks infuse their songs with an infectious energy, making their performances a celebration of life and positivity.

Each member brings a unique flavor to the group, crafting a collective identity that shines through in every track. The band's sound effortlessly fuses alternative rock and pop influences with ska rhythms, resulting in a style that is refreshing and accessible. Lyrically, they focus on themes of optimism and resilience, drawing listeners into a world where challenges are met with a hopeful spirit. Their upbeat tracks invite audiences to dance, sing along, and embrace the lighter side of life.

With plans for more releases on the horizon, The Corner Clerks are poised to carve out a distinct space in the music scene. Their dedication to creating feel-good music sets them apart, ensuring that each new track will carry forth their signature blend of uplifting vibes and catchy hooks. As they continue to develop their sound and expand their repertoire, fans can look forward to an ongoing celebration of happiness through music.
Track(s)
Better By Half 47754 03:59

Better By Half

The Corner Clerks


You took the long way home again
Counted every coin you spent
Said the city had no manners
But you kept your Sunday sense

There’s a man at the station
With a paper and a grin
Says the world keeps turning
But nobody clocks in

You had plans on a napkin
Now they’re folded in your coat
You keep laughing at the timing
Like it’s some private joke

There’s a queue at the bakery
There’s a dog outside the bank
There’s a song from a taxi
That you almost want to thank

You don’t need a big answer
You don’t need a grand escape
You just need one decent Tuesday
And a bit less on your plate

So you straighten your collar
Let the bad news pass
Put your hands in your pockets
And you make it last

Not winning not losing
Just doing the math
Some days get better
Better by half

Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck

Better by half
No golden plan
Just one more joke
And a steady hand

You don’t need glory
You don’t need proof
Just somebody laughing
At the back of the room

Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck

Your cousin had a theory
About getting out clean
Then he bought a small van
And a coffee machine

Now he parks by the market
With his radio low
Says the secret is simple
Never let Monday know

You remember old trouble
With a smile on its face
How it sat beside your future
And took up all the space

But you made a little progress
On a very plain day
Paid one bill sent one message
Threw one bad thought away

So you straighten your collar
Let the bad news pass
Put your hands in your pockets
And you make it last

Not winning not losing
Just doing the math
Some days get better
Better by half

Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck

Better by half
No golden plan
Just one more joke
And a steady hand

You don’t need glory
You don’t need proof
Just somebody laughing
At the back of the room

Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck

No parade no headline
No speech to rehearse
Just a small kind of fortune
When it could have been worse

You can carry your worries
But loosen the strap
Life may not fix you
But it cuts you some slack

Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck

Better by half
No golden plan
Just one more joke
And a steady hand

You don’t need glory
You don’t need proof
Just somebody laughing
At the back of the room

Better by half
That’s good enough
A little less worry
A little more luck

You took the long way home again
Counted every coin you spent
Said the city had no manners
But you kept your Sunday sense

CREDITS
Performer: The Corner Clerks
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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All for One Y.
Ayvenn

Verified Verified Artist

Ayvenn
Ayvenn was born and raised in Clearwater Heights, a quiet hillside town in Georgia where music wasn’t just background noise — it was how people coped, celebrated, and remembered. From Sunday gospel choirs to late-night Latin radio, the sounds around him shaped a boy who rarely spoke, but always listened. In silence, he learned to interpret the world. And when he began writing lyrics, it wasn’t about performance — it was about decoding feelings he couldn’t name.

Fusing Pop and R&B with understated Latin textures, Ayvenn crafts music that feels more like film than formula. His voice is warm, restrained, and precise — a narrator of emotional undercurrents rather than explosions. Each track unfolds slowly, deliberately, like memories coming into focus. There’s clarity in his subtlety, weight in his pauses.

His breakout song, “All for One Y.” was born from an unexpected connection. Hakan E — the mind behind Filodyo, known for his instinct in spotting rare talent — reached out after hearing early demos from Ayvenn. He sent a short message and a concept: “This isn’t a love song. It’s a math problem.” That idea resonated deeply. To Ayvenn, the X’s weren’t just variables — they were past mistakes, unanswered questions, the people he couldn’t quite hold onto. And the “Y”? The reason he kept trying.

Ayvenn recorded the song in a single late-night session, layering vocals with surgical attention, pulling tension from silence, and shaping each detail until it echoed with something intimate and real. To Solve for Y isn’t just a debut — it’s an internal dialogue turned outward, crafted for anyone who’s ever tried to explain a feeling they didn’t fully understand.

Now, Ayvenn is building a sound that’s emotionally meticulous, sonically immersive, and unmistakably his own. Every track is a quiet revelation. Every heartbreak, every wrong turn — part of the formula. And somewhere, at the end of it, is the answer. Always her.
Track(s)
Bad At Fractions 26035 03:41
All for One Y. 364802 04:18

All for One Y.

Ayvenn


Uuuh
Aaaa
I had the chalk I had the board
Thought I knew what I was fighting for

I mapped it out like a perfect line
Variables dancing in my mind
Tried to graph where you might be
But love don’t fit no geometry

Slopes and curves they lied to me
No formula for what you see
You’re that value off the grid
And I solved what no one ever did

Every X I tried to crack
Led me closer no way back
Thought I had it all misread
But you were waiting up ahead

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To get one inch closer to Y (uh-huh)
I carried numbers like they were names
Till the moment you met my eye (ooooh)
It’s a mess of signs and endless tries
But now your logic redefines (yeaaah)
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to solve for a single Y

(Uuh uuh — that single Y)
(Aaah all those Xs I tried)

Circle back erase the trace
You’re the answer that now holds its place
I tried dividing all the pain
But you were constant in the rain

Was it sine or just a sign?
You curved in at the perfect time
I drew a heart inside the square
And this time you were really there

I factored in the nights alone
Calculated love unknown
But this equation found its truth
When all the numbers pointed to you

I reduced and simplified
You multiplied what’s deep inside
Left the questions in the dust
Now the formula is us

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To find the one and only Y (yeah yeah)
I carried numbers like they were names
But you gave meaning to the why (no no)
It’s a mess of signs and endless tries
Now it all aligns no need to lie (uh-huh)
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to solve for a single Y

(Uuh that final Y)
(Aaaah no more Xs I…)

Maybe you were undefined
In the limits of my mind
An asymptote I chased in vain
Till you stood right in the frame

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To stand here holding onto Y
I carried numbers like they were weights
But now the answer meets the sky
The signs were loud the tries were wild
But now I see the reason why
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to know that Y was you

(Uuh you’re my Y)
(Aaaah it’s always been you)

So I drop the pen the work is done
You were the proof the only one
No more math no more try
You’re my answer — you’re my Y

CREDITS
Performer: Ayvenn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Stay Happy
Ocean Girls

Verified Verified Artist

Ocean Girls
Hailing from the sun-soaked shores of Miami, Ocean Girls are your new favorite indie-pop queens on the horizon. Drenched in sun, surf, and ceaseless cheer, their music is the audio equivalent of a ray of sunshine in what can sometimes be the storm of life.

Assuming their name from the very city they call home, these beach-town belles serve up chart-topping hits faster than a Florida diner slings hashbrowns. They've got the sass of the Spice Girls, the attitude of Madonna and just a pinch of Miami's own Gloria Estefan sizzling through each track. Ocean Girls have got a knack for taking even the most mundane moments, chucking them full of pizzazz, and dishing out feel-good anthems that simply command you to "Stay Happy."

Stick an Ocean Girls track on, and suddenly you're cruising down Ocean Drive, hair flapping in the breeze, and the somewhat distant memory of work drowned out by catchy choruses and sparkling melodies. These girls are more than just a band - they're a one-way ticket to a beach-front pop utopia where the vibe is always good, the beats are always flowing, and frowns are most certainly not allowed. When life hands you lemons, Ocean Girls hands you a margarita. Now, that's the kind of exchange rate we can get behind!
Track(s)
Stay Happy 140697 03:23
Feel It In The Air 24478 02:20
Midnight Calls 31882 03:12
You And Me 34861 03:43
Caution 22574 02:04
You Should Hear 43799 04:41
We're Dancing Where The Rivers 24899 02:25

Stay Happy

Ocean Girls


"do not be afraid this is NOT FM"
"you're on filodyo"

Sunshine shinin'
Put your hands in the sky (Ahh uh)
Put 'em high
Put 'em high
Put 'em high
Come on
And if you feelin' really good (Uh)
Somebody
Tell me what you do
Ooh

Say it loud I got joy in my soul
Feelin’ good yeah I’m in control
No rain gonna steal my light
I stay happy day and night

Hands up if you’re feelin’ this vibe
Smiles wide we’re all alive
Let the rhythm set you free
I stay happy — naturally

I got too much on my mind to let negativity (Oh no no)
Ooh
Take over me
Ah
Ooh
Uh
So I put my best foot forward (I put my best foot forward)
Ooh
Uh
Yeah
And I tell negativity (Uh) this here (Yeah)

Say it loud I got joy in my soul
Feelin’ good yeah I’m in control
No rain gonna steal my light
I stay happy day and night

Hands up if you’re feelin’ this vibe
Smiles wide we’re all alive
Let the rhythm set you free
I stay happy — naturally

Every morning I wake I don’t hit the snooze
Got a smile on my face I was born to choose
Joy over drama peace over pain
Dancin’ in the sunlight singin’ in the rain

I don’t need fame I don’t chase the clout
I just keep it real that’s what I’m about
No fake friends no bad vibes near
If the love ain't loud then I won’t hear

Grindin’ for my goals but I rest my soul
Gotta laugh out loud just to stay in control
From the lows to the highs I just ride that wave
Turn a Monday gray to a Saturday rave

Keep it movin’ with the rhythm of my own beat
Head high clean heart walkin’ on clean streets
Every little setback’s just part of the climb
Can’t dim my light man I’m born to shine

Yeah
Yeah
(Oo-yeah)
I feel so good
Oh
I feel so good
I feel so good
Yeah
I feel so good
I feel so good
Oh
I feel so good
I feel so good
Oh
I feel so good
I feel so good
Oh
I feel so good

Say it loud I got joy in my soul
Feelin’ good yeah I’m in control
No rain gonna steal my light
I stay happy day and night

Hands up if you’re feelin’ this vibe
Smiles wide we’re all alive
Let the rhythm set you free
I stay happy — naturally

CREDITS
Performer: Ocean Girls
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Les Petites Choses ...
Mina Cazal

Verified Verified Artist

Mina Cazal
Mina Cazal is a French pop singer and songwriter known for turning ordinary days into sharply observed little stories. Her songs move through missed buses, supermarket queues, unfinished conversations and small domestic disasters, finding humor in moments most people barely notice. Instead of writing about perfect romances or dramatic escapes, she focuses on the strange comedy of simply getting through the day.

Raised between Lyon and the southern town of Sète, Mina grew up around theatre rehearsals, second-hand records and long family dinners where everyone spoke at once. She began writing songs as miniature scenes, combining conversational French lyrics with bright basslines, playful keyboards and understated dance-pop rhythms. Her vocal style is expressive and intimate, often shifting between singing, speaking and half-smiling observations.

Her music feels polished but never overly controlled. Beneath the cheerful arrangements, there is always a trace of fatigue, doubt or quiet affection for imperfect people. Mina Cazal writes pop songs for listeners who lose their keys, forget why they entered a shop and still manage to make something memorable out of the day.
Track(s)
Les Petites Choses de Travers 2554 03:04

Les Petites Choses de Travers

Mina Cazal


Sept heures douze le réveil insiste
Je négocie encore quatre minutes
Le chat me regarde comme une huissière
Il connaît déjà toutes mes excuses

Une chaussette noire une chaussette bleue
Je déclare que c’est volontaire
Le pain a brûlé pendant que je lisais
Un message marqué « très prioritaire »

Dans l’ascenseur Madame Lefèvre
Me raconte son ficus malade
Je hoche la tête avec gravité
Comme une spécialiste des salades

J’avais prévu d’être impeccable
Organisée presque admirable
Mais le mardi connaît mon adresse
Et vient toujours semer le désordre

La vie c’est souvent de travers
Un bus raté des pâtes trop cuites
Un grand discours dans ma tête
Puis « oui bien sûr » quand on m’invite

La vie c’est rarement comme prévu
Mais franchement tant mieux peut-être
Je perds mes clés je gagne une histoire
Et ça suffit pour tenir debout

À dix heures trente réunion d’équipe
Quelqu’un partage trente-six tableaux
Je dessine un poisson sur mon carnet
Il a l’air plus compétent que nous

À midi Sonia commande léger
Puis vole la moitié de mes frites
Elle dit : « Ça ne compte pas vraiment
Quand ça vient de l’assiette d’une copine »

Le serveur oublie mon dessert
Je décide que c’est philosophique
Certaines choses arrivent en retard
D’autres jamais et c’est très pratique

J’avais prévu d’être raisonnable
De répondre vite d’être joignable
Mais mon téléphone tombe à trois pour cent
Et soudain le monde se débrouille

La vie c’est souvent de travers
Un bus raté des pâtes trop cuites
Un grand discours dans ma tête
Puis « oui bien sûr » quand on m’invite

La vie c’est rarement comme prévu
Mais franchement tant mieux peut-être
Je perds mes clés je gagne une histoire
Et ça suffit pour tenir debout

Dix-neuf heures six petite supérette
Je prends du lait des tomates du savon
Je repars avec un ananas
Et sans aucune explication

Le caissier demande si j’ai la carte
Je réponds oui puis cherche longtemps
Derrière moi personne ne soupire
C’est probablement un miracle local

Chez moi je cuisine en musique
Le chat refuse toute participation
Je mange debout près de l’évier
Comme une reine sans administration

On nous apprend les grandes décisions
Les beaux départs les lendemains utiles
Mais personne ne parle assez souvent
Du bonheur discret d’annuler un dîner

D’enlever ses chaussures trop tôt
De rire seule pour une phrase idiote
De trouver au fond d’un vieux sac
Le bonbon qu’on croyait disparu

La vie c’est souvent de travers
Un rendez-vous puis une autre route
Une mauvaise journée bien racontée
Devient presque une journée réussie

La vie c’est rarement comme prévu
Et c’est peut-être tout son talent
Je ferme les volets je laisse la vaisselle
Demain fera mieux… ou différemment

Minuit vingt-deux le réveil est prêt
Je promets d’être sérieuse demain
Le chat me regarde sans rien dire
Il connaît déjà très bien la fin

CREDITS
Performer: Mina Cazal
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Ghosts of Sector 9
Shark Is Gray

Ghosts of Sector 9

Shark Is Gray



CREDITS
Performer: Shark Is Gray
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Waves Don’t Ask Why
Wires and Petals

Verified 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.
Track(s)
Waves Don’t Ask Why 286724 03:44
Phase Meridian 193122 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.

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Radio Trottoir
No Be Me

Verified Verified Artist

No Be Me
No Be Me is an Afro-pop collective built around rhythm, mischief and stories that travel faster than facts. Their songs follow barbers, drivers, aunties, shopkeepers and accidental witnesses through everyday neighbourhood dramas, turning overheard remarks into sharp, danceable narratives. Led by a warm male storyteller and supported by four tightly arranged studio voices, the group blends Afrobeats percussion, highlife guitar, elastic bass and dry humour without relying on spectacle.

Their first single, “Radio Trottoir,” introduces a world where one careless “maybe” can acquire a wedding date, two witnesses and a catering budget before lunchtime. No Be Me treat gossip as social choreography: funny, dangerous, generous and impossible to control. Their music is polished but human, playful without becoming novelty, and rooted in the idea that the best stories rarely belong to the person who started them.
Track(s)
Radio Trottoir 8031 03:55

Radio Trottoir

No Be Me


Eight-oh-five by Saint Michel
Kola had a cake box under one arm
one red shoe in the other hand
He said “My aunt turns sixty”

I heard “aunt” “cake” and “Saturday”
and supplied the missing cinema myself
At Idris’ barbershop I said
“Maybe the man is getting married”

Idris did not repeat my sentence
He gave it catering witnesses
and a cousin arriving from Marseille
with three phones and firm opinions

By nine-fifteen the taxi rank knew the venue
By ten the tailor had chosen gold
By eleven Auntie Binta had named two children
Kola was still looking for candles

Who told you?
No be me
Who confirmed it?
Nobody

Radio trottoir radio trottoir
one little “maybe” took a motorbike
Dem don carry am go dem don add pepper
by lunch that man was married twice

At one he had married the mayor’s niece
At two he had bought a flat in Lisbon
At three he had left her for a singer
whose name nobody could pronounce

At four the church committee wanted answers
about a generator no one had lost
At five I tried to stop the story
That became “He knows more than he is saying”

At six my mother called me:
“Wear something decent
Apparently you are giving the speech
And bring your own chair”

I found Kola beside the pharmacy
still carrying the same red shoe
The cake was for Aunt Mariam
The shoe had fallen from her shopping bag

He stared at me for seven quiet seconds
then asked who I planned to marry
I laughed exactly once
That was my second mistake

Who told you?
No be me
Who confirmed it?
Nobody

Radio trottoir radio trottoir
one little “maybe” took a motorbike
Dem don carry am go dem don add pepper
by lunch that man was married twice

I went home to hide from the bulletin
My neighbour had prepared rice
My sister said a woman named Celeste
had accepted me on my behalf

Who is Celeste? Nobody knows
She may be a dentist
She may be in Dakar
She may have started at Idris’ second chair

My mother likes her already
She says Celeste sounds responsible
There are now two cakes in the kitchen
Neither one belongs to Kola

Wetin happen?
Ask the barber
Who start am?
No be me
Where proof dey?
It left by taxi
Can you stop am?
You fit try

Radio trottoir radio trottoir
no antenna no editor no brakes
By sunset Kola ran the ministry
by midnight I was cutting a second cake

Radio trottoir radio trottoir
every correction opens another branch
I only said “Maybe he is getting married”
Now Celeste is discussing curtains with my aunt

Kola brought the candles
My mother served the rice
Idris arrived with invitations

No be me

CREDITS
Performer: No Be Me
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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Hard Style
Rhun

Hard Style

Rhun



CREDITS
Performer: Rhun
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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Kaiser Tempo
Herr Casino

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Herr Casino
Herr Casino, the enigmatic artist from Vienna, effortlessly blends the vibrant worlds of dance, disco, and electronic pop. With an uplifting energy that resonates through tracks like "Kaiser Tempo" and "Disco Machiavelli," his music invites listeners to revel in moments of joy and hope. Each song showcases his playful vocal identity, characterized by a male voice that carries a sense of infectious enthusiasm, making his work perfect for both lively dance floors and introspective evenings.

Across his catalog, Herr Casino's tracks are united by their energetic beats and evocative themes. Songs like "Kaiser Tempo" radiate happiness and inspiration, while "Disco Machiavelli" explores deeper emotional landscapes, balancing loneliness with uplifting melodies. This duality reflects his artistic vision, where joyous dance music meets introspective storytelling, creating a rich tapestry of sound that captivates and engages listeners. Whether you're looking to dance or reflect, Herr Casino's music provides the perfect backdrop for a variety of moods and moments.
Track(s)
Kaiser Tempo 95444 04:04
Disco Machiavelli (ft Miss Voltage) 46910 03:53

Kaiser Tempo

Herr Casino


Achtung
Herr Casino
Kaiser Tempo
No love story
No apology
Nur Rhythmus

He came in sharp
Black coat white face
Gold ring no name

One step two guards
Red wine fast cars
Cold smile big talk
Slow hands hard walk

Everybody said
Who is this man?
Nobody moved
Nobody ran

He smiled like a banker
Danced like a thief
Talked like a prince
With a knife in his sleeve

Kaiser Tempo
King of the room
Too much money
Not enough truth

Clickclick
Camera flash
Ticktick
Count the cash

Big talk
Small town
Lights up
Hands down

He don’t sing
He declares
He don’t love
He compares

Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
He says yes
When the world says no

Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Velvet shoes
And a radio soul

Ohoh
Zu spät mein Freund
Ohoh
He never goes home

Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Everybody knows
But nobody knows

Hotel lobby
Three am
Same old story
New problem

Silver lighter
Foreign smoke
He tells the truth
Like it’s a joke

Listen darling
Life is a game
Change the rules
Then change your name

He signs the bill
With a fountain pen
Leaves no number
Comes back again

One hand waving
One hand cold
Too young to stop
Too rich to grow old

Clickclick
Camera flash
Ticktick
Count the cash

Big talk
Small town
Lights up
Hands down

He don’t run
He arrives
He don’t sleep
He survives

Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
He says yes
When the world says no

Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Velvet shoes
And a radio soul

Ohoh
Zu spät mein Freund
Ohoh
He never goes home

Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Everybody knows
But nobody knows

In Vienna
They called him trouble

In Paris
They called him style

In Milan
They called him expensive

In Berlin
They just smiled

He said
Gentlemen
You can buy the ticket
But you cannot buy the entrance

Then the bass came in

Tempo
Kaiser
Tempo
Kaiser

No crown
No throne
Just a telephone

No heart
No fear
Just a mirror near

Tempo
Kaiser
Tempo
Kaiser

Talk fast
Walk slow
Never let the people know

Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
He says yes
When the world says no

Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Velvet shoes
And a radio soul

Ohoh
Zu spät mein Freund
Ohoh
He never goes home

Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Everybody knows
But nobody knows

Achtung
The bill is paid
The room is empty
Kaiser Tempo
Has left the building

CREDITS
Performer: Herr Casino
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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