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My Happy Song
Lyra Luxx

Verified Verified Artist

Lyra Luxx
Lyra Luxx, the eternal songbird of California, hails from a unique lineage of performers and artistic savants. A vibrant fount of melodies, with a story as colorful as her repertoire, Luxx's journey toward musical prominence took root in the sunny courtyards of Laguna Beach High School (LBHS). Here, amidst the bustling crowd of students and the cacophony of crashing lockers, Lyra carved out a refuge with her schoolmates in an all-girl band. The only remaining member from that original lineup, Luxx had an added feather in her high school cap, holding the esteemed position of a cheerleader. Who else, after all, could champion the school spirit better than the musical prodigy herself?

With a name as resplendent as ‘Lyra Luxx,’ you might expect a pivotal star moment or a dramatic twist. In a plot worthy of a Broadway production, her golden opportunity struck beneath the glaring halogens and amidst the simulated fog of LBHS’s annual talent extravaganza. The only thing missing was a superhero cape as she delivered an iconic rendition of her now famous single, "My Happy Song". The ensuing applause could have rivaled any seismic activity in California, thus turning a new page in her journey. Today, Luxx is recognized far beyond the confines of LBHS, solidifying her star status with each melodious offering. And as for that erstwhile all-girls band? It exists now only in memory, as a significant stepping stone in the rise and rise of Lyra Luxx, California's own glamorous diva. But remember folks, beneath all the glitter and the vocals, she remains the invincible cheerleader from Laguna Beach High School. Go, team!
Track(s)
I Don't Need A Map 82437 02:29
Hope Is Glitter 35026 02:58
My Happy Song 29137 03:07

My Happy Song

Lyra Luxx


(do not be afraid this is not fm)

You used to call me late night
Hope I ain't just your late night
When can I see you again?
So sorry I'm not a pain
Um (but)

I been workin' nine to five (ask me baby)
Smokin' bomb on my free time (light it baby)
Keep that love on my mind (kiss me baby)
Keep that love (K-I-S-S kiss me)
Makin' music all the time (mister radio play it play it)
Hit a milli and I'll cry (ooh my audience so loud)
Growin' up with the mic (fallin' steady fall watch it)
I can stay low

But when my song comes on
That's when I get so confident
Ooh
I put my own words in my mouth
And yes
I'm saying it out loud
That when my song comes on
I make my mama proud of me
Growin' up loving me (uh)
Hold up
Wait
Watch it
Look
Uh

Seventeen
I'm on a stage singin'
Haze off the coast
Eighteen in the city
Still hidin'
From the snow
Jumpin' down 85
When I'm driving home
Levitate for no reason
Cus' they changed the seasons

Makin' music all the time (oh)
Keep a milli on my mind (oh)
Growin' up with the mic (oh yes hunny)
I could stay low

But when my song comes on
That's when I get so confident
Ooh
I put my own words in my mouth
And yes
I'm saying it out loud
That when my song comes on
I make my mama proud of me
Growin' up loving me
Hold up
Wait
Watch it
Look

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Tell Me
Mark Martian

Verified 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.
Track(s)
Run With the Fire 117036 02:49
Algo Rhthym 219950 05:32
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 114005 02:34
Runnin (feat Tae) 28331 02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen) 29018 02:52
Tell Me 31890 03:16
Memories 48054 05:12
Lonely Hearts 28761 03:02
Be Yourself 27800 02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day) 29420 02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield 29599 02:54

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Velvet Circuits
Mara Vale

Verified Verified Artist

Mara Vale
Mara Vale makes sleek night-drive pop with a disco pulse: live bass lines, clean rhythm guitar, warm strings, and hooks that feel lit by streetlights. Her songs balance playful movement with a bittersweet city glow, built for listeners who want groove, melody, and a little electricity under the skin.

Her sound sits between classic dance-floor craft and modern pop polish, with soulful female vocals carrying stories of late buses, rooftop coffee, open city windows, and small moments that suddenly feel cinematic. Mara Vale keeps the arrangements bright and human: tight drums, handclaps, piano stabs, and choruses designed to move without turning into a cliché.
Track(s)
Window Light After Eight 9365 04:37
Velvet Circuits 24509 03:54

Velvet Circuits

Mara Vale


I saw your name in the window light
spelled out backwards on a passing bus
city heat on a borrowed bike
and a little bit of trouble looking back at us

You had a laugh like a camera flash
gone too soon but it burned the room
I had a heart with a broken latch
swinging open to a silver moon

We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin

Coffee cold on a rooftop stair
bassline leaking from a taxi door
You tied a ribbon in your midnight hair
said the future isn't hungry anymore

I was counting every exit sign
making maps out of ways to leave
Then you put your hand inside of mine
like a rhythm that remembered me

We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin

All my static turns to motion
all my caution learns to shine
There's a pulse beneath the pavement
keeping perfect crooked time

We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin

Velvet circuits in the crosswalk glow
Velvet circuits and the city knows
Velvet circuits when the morning spins
I keep coming back to begin

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Step Into My Rhythm
Dennise

Verified Verified Artist

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 341720 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.

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

Verified Verified Artist

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

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

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

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

Amidst punchy beats, witty lyricism, and a touch of brick-and-mortar realness, the story of the Brick Lords is as engaging as their music. Resolute in their ambitious deliverance of old school rap, these urban poets have cemented themselves into the solid foundation of Harlem's music scene, and dare we say it, they're brickin' amazing!
Track(s)
Hard Knock Life 76545 02:15
What's Going On (Clean) 27466 02:26
Tales from Harlem 38046 03:58

What's Going On (Clean)

Brick Lords


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Push. Spin. Go
KRNX

Push. Spin. Go

KRNX



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

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Back to Me
Her Name Was Frequency

Back to Me

Her Name Was Frequency


First step in
No need to rush
Heartbeat syncs
With every hush

I forgot how the sky looked at noon
How my name feels in an empty room
I gave my light to borrowed hands
Now I’m done with second plans

No more echo
No delay
I found my voice
It wants to stay

I came back to me
Like sun through a cloud
Not asking for space
Just dancing out loud
No more halfway
No more maybe
I came back to me
And I’m not leaving lately

Mirror smiles without the doubt
I learned how to move without burning out
No more waiting to feel free
I don’t need permission to be

No more shadows
I don't bend
This is where
I start again

I came back to me
Like sun through a cloud
Not asking for space
Just dancing out loud
No more halfway
No more maybe
I came back to me
And I’m not leaving lately

I was never gone
Just out of range
But now I’m tuned
To my own change

I came back to me
Where I always begin
This time I stay
This time I win
No more waiting
No more maybe
I came back to me
And I’m not leaving lately

CREDITS
Performer: Her Name Was Frequency
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Loose Wires
Synkoral

Loose Wires

Synkoral


Switch flicked silence breaks
The circuit's live — no room for fakes

March to your own beat don't fall in line
Worn-out maps won’t match your design
You’re built of code they can't decrypt
A system glitch they can’t predict

Loose wires
Don’t spark — they sting
You weren’t made
To follow anything

They sold straight roads you built a maze
You reprogram old clichés
Noise is loud but you're the break
Crack the shell — make it quake

No signal
No trace
No script
New space

If it flickers — let it fade
You’re the current they can’t braid

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Small Parts Of A Life
Minor Museum

Verified Verified Artist

Minor Museum
Coming from the city renowned for its artistic heritage and atmospheric canals, Amsterdam's very own dance duo, Minor Museum, is stitching the 'dance' in windswept tulip dances. A peculiar mashup of a coding whizz and an astute accountant, their paths crossed in a city awash with creativity, where they started to craft their celebratory anthems.

These audacious lads prove there's a splash of quirkiness in everyone - even in number-crunching accountants and binary code aficionados. Plug into their latest riff on the dance genre, the vibrant tune 'Small Parts Of A Life', and it can't help but be a day brightener, providing that happy fix faster than a Dutchman can cycle into a headwind.

In the grand tradition of long summer days by the North Sea, their music fosters a joyful dynamism, reminiscent of the old city's vibrancy and hues at twilight. The Minor Museum experience is akin to taking a ride in a rickety Amsterdam canal boat - feel-good bobbing with a dash of exhilaration, minus the water sprays.

Allow the men of Minor Museum to reel you in; after all, what's life without those precious ‘small parts’ tracked through infectious beats? In the end, it's all about adding the grooves between the historical facts and tax returns, isn't it?
Track(s)
Small Parts Of A Life 61289 04:03

Small Parts Of A Life

Minor Museum


Small parts
Small parts
Of a life

I keep them
I lose them
I try

A room
A chair
A photograph there

A train
A face
A wrong suitcase

You said
Be careful
I said
Of what?

The door was open
The clock had stopped

I remember the street
But I don’t remember the name
I remember your coat
But I don’t remember the rain

Little things
Little signs
Little cuts
In the time

I was almost someone
I was almost fine

La-la-life
In small little pieces
La-la-life
It comes and it leaves us

Round and round
I go where the feeling goes
Up and down
Nobody really knows

La-la-life
In small little pieces
I lose myself
Then I repeat it

La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Of a life

Small parts
Small parts
Small parts
Of a life

La-la-life
La-la-life
I repeat it
I repeat it

A call
No sound
A hotel downtown

A shirt
A lie
A very blue sky

You smiled
Too late
I missed my fate

The lift went up
I stayed at eight

I remember the song
But I don’t remember the band
I remember your mouth
But I don’t remember your hand

Little rooms
Little lights
Little debts
Little nights

I was almost happy
I was almost right

La-la-life
In small little pieces
La-la-life
It comes and it leaves us

Round and round
I go where the feeling goes
Up and down
Nobody really knows

La-la-life
In small little pieces
I lose myself
Then I repeat it

La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Of a life

This is not sadness
This is inventory

One ticket
One number
One glass
One morning

This is not memory
This is machinery

I press play
I press stop
I press repeat

La-la-life
La-la-life

Small parts
Small parts

La-la-life
La-la-life

I repeat it
I repeat it

La-la-life
In small little pieces
La-la-life
It comes and it leaves us

Round and round
I go where the feeling goes
Up and down
Nobody really knows

La-la-life
In small little pieces
I lose myself
Then I repeat it

La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Of a life

A room
A chair
A photograph there

Small parts
Small parts
Of a life

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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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 28365 02:49
A Second Sun 35751 03:50
I Fall Too Deep 30494 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.

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The Wrong Daughter
Billie Arden

Verified Verified Artist

Billie Arden
Billie Arden is an electrifying force in the modern dance-pop scene, hailing from Berlin, where her late-night writing sessions have breathed life into a catalog that pulsates with energy and emotion. With influences from funk and nu-disco, her music embodies a sleek, four-on-the-floor groove that promises to uplift spirits and get bodies moving. Tracks like "No Default Setting" showcase her confident vocal style—low and controlled in the verses, yet soaring and playful in the choruses—making each song feel like both a celebration and a personal manifesto. Through her polished production, which features tight rubbery basslines and glossy synth stabs, Arden crafts an infectious sound that captures the essence of joy and hope.

Exploring themes of authenticity and self-acceptance, Arden's lyrics reflect her determination to navigate a world that often seeks to confine individuality. While she embraces exuberance in her melodies, there's an undercurrent of defiance in tracks that challenge conventional norms and invite listeners to embrace their unique paths. Billie Arden's artistry extends beyond mere entertainment; it serves as an invitation to dance freely while celebrating one's true self, ensuring that each release resonates deeply with those seeking inspiration in both life and music.
Track(s)
The Wrong Daughter 25280 03:39
No Default Setting 9052 03:50

The Wrong Daughter

Billie Arden


I left at seventeen before the bread was warm
took the blue suitcase nobody claimed
Mother stood polishing the same clean glass
Dad read the paper without turning a page

There was a woman’s name behind the pantry clock
written twice then crossed with a kitchen knife
I asked who she was
They asked why I was still awake

Huh

They said “You’ll understand when you’re older”
So I got older somewhere else

I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train

I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong

Years later a stranger stopped me near the docks
said “You walk exactly like she did”
I laughed and asked “Who?”
She looked at me as though I’d made a joke

Then she handed me a photograph:
my father younger one hand out of frame
and a girl with my uneven teeth
wearing the blue suitcase name tag

Huh Small world
Terrible handwriting

She said “Your mother tried her best”
I said “Which one?”

I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train

I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong

Maybe I was kept
Maybe I was traded
Maybe love gets very polite
when the truth is complicated

I never asked again

That keeps them nervous

I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them polish every answer
I know where the story fails

I was gone gone gone—
huh they still insist I’m wild
I didn’t leave because I hated them
I left as someone else’s child

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

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