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Control
Mateo Lux

Verified Verified Artist

Mateo Lux
Mateo Lux is a rising voice in contemporary electronic pop, blending sleek production with raw emotional intensity. Born with a natural flair for performance, he crafts music that balances dancefloor energy with lyrical depth. His debut single, Control, showcases a magnetic mix of pulsing rhythms and hypnotic melodies, setting the tone for a bold artistic journey ahead.

Discovered by Hakan E. for Filodyo, Mateo brings an unapologetic confidence to every note he sings. His style captures both vulnerability and power, creating an atmosphere that draws listeners into his world. With Control, he isn’t just introducing himself—he’s making a statement, marking the arrival of a distinctive new talent destined to leave a lasting imprint on modern music.
Track(s)
Talk With Your Hands 1158 02:40
Control 869 02:48

Control

Mateo Lux


Yeah
Mm-hmm
Turn it up
Uh
Let’s go

Step in — heat rise
No rules — my side
You move — I lead
One look — you’re mine
Hands on — don’t hide
We ride — midnight
Your pulse — my beat
You fall — my feet

I got control control control control
You want it slow slow slow slow
I make you go go go go
You lose it — oh oh oh oh

Eyes lock — no doubt
Lights fade — we’re loud
One step — we burn
Two steps — return
Your breath — my flame
No fear — no shame
Your hands — can’t stay
My voice — your way

I got control control control control
You want it slow slow slow slow
I make you go go go go
You lose it — oh oh oh oh

You say you ready — I say prove it
You say you steady — I say move it
You cross the line — I pull you closer
One more time — game over

Control (control)
Control (control)
Control (control)
Control (control)

I got control control control control (yeah)
You want it slow slow slow slow (uh-huh)
I make you go go go go (let’s go)
You lose it — oh oh oh oh (yeah yeah)

Yeah…
Control
Mm-hmm
Fade out…

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Hope in His Eyes (f...
Spark Lee

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Spark Lee
Meet Spark Lee, the Iberian master of bass and beats, constantly spinning the tapestry of life into groovy dance tracks. Known for his collaborations with the likes of Ava Bennett on the contagious track, "Hope in His Eyes," Lee's ability to fabricate charm and charisma from thin air has made him a spectacle of the independent music scene.

The name 'Spark Lee' is suggestive of his music — bursting with energy, electrifying—yet with a calm finesse. Channeling his Spanish roots, a consistent release of rhythmic, upbeat songs has seen fans scrambling to catch some flamenco flair, reinvented for the wired generation.

Lee's world isn't all about dropping beats and flipping vinyl, though. It's about painting vibrant, melodic expressions that bring happiness to every listener under his soundwave. You might say he's turned 'smiling' into a sort of motion-inducing kinetic art form. Put his track on, and you're compelled to find your rhythm, your joy, your Spark Lee-esque 'happy'.

No, Spark Lee isn't just making music; he's making magic—a sorcerer of sound, a wizard of the waveform, whipping out dance tracks that are as infectious as they are inspired. So next time you need a lift, remember—one hit of Spark Lee, and you'll be lighting up the dance floor in no time.
Track(s)
Keep on Moving 1092 02:46
Hope in His Eyes (ft Ava Bennett) 557 02:43

Hope in His Eyes (ft Ava Bennett)

Spark Lee


(Verse 1)
In the outskirts of the town where shadows loom tall
Ali walks with dreams though the odds seem to fall
From humble beginnings his spirit stands tall
In the midst of adversity he answers the call

(Chorus)
Hope in his eyes like a beacon in the night
Ali's story unfolds in the dimming light
Through trials and tribulations he finds his way
In the corner of the neighborhood where hope holds sway

(Verse 2)
With each passing day he carves his own path
Facing struggles head-on never fearing the wrath
From the dusty streets to the stars above
Ali's determination shines a testament of love

(Chorus)
Hope in his eyes like a beacon in the night
Ali's story unfolds in the dimming light
Through trials and tribulations he finds his way
In the corner of the neighborhood where hope holds sway

(Bridge)
Through laughter and tears he perseveres
Building castles of dreams conquering fears
For in his heart there burns a fire
A relentless drive to reach higher and higher

(Chorus)
Hope in his eyes like a beacon in the night
Ali's story unfolds in the dimming light
Through trials and tribulations he finds his way
In the corner of the neighborhood where hope holds sway

(Outro)
So let his tale be heard far and wide
Of a boy from the outskirts with hope as his guide
For in the darkest of nights he found his ray
In the kenar mahalle where dreams find their way

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Keep the Receipt, S...
Dust Motel

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Dust Motel
Dust Motel Static began with **Marisol “Mari” Vela**, a sharp-tongued singer and baritone guitarist raised between Tucson and a small border town where her mother ran a late-night diner. **Evan Rusk**, a quiet multi-instrumentalist and obsessive arranger from Bakersfield, had spent years repairing amplifiers, collecting discarded tape machines and writing instrumental cues for films that were never made. Mari became the face and voice of the project; Evan became the person who could turn one crooked guitar phrase into an entire record.

They met after Evan’s pickup broke down outside the diner during a summer dust storm. Mari noticed the long-scale guitar case in the truck bed, borrowed the instrument before offering any help and played the same four notes until Evan began tapping a rhythm against the counter. They spent the rest of the night recording into a battered portable machine beside the diner’s ice freezer. The resulting demo carried traffic noise, a loose refrigerator panel and an argument from the kitchen, but neither of them wanted to recreate it in a cleaner studio.

Their debut single, **“Keep the Receipt, Sweetheart,”** introduces their sound through Mari’s dry, teasing delivery, Evan’s tightly controlled rhythm section and a low melodic guitar that moves somewhere between desert noir and border-town rock. The song treats a dishonest apology like a badly fitted purchase, turning an uncomfortable conversation into a compact, playful hook. It is currently their only released track, but the duo have already made their intentions clear: Dust Motel Static prefer small details, crooked humour and memorable guitar lines over polished mythology.
Track(s)
Keep the Receipt, Sweetheart 623 03:54

Keep the Receipt, Sweetheart

Dust Motel


You parked across the hydrant
Like the law had gone to lunch
Brought six supermarket daisies
Held together with a rubber band

Said “I’ve been doing lots of thinking”
With the posture of a judge
Then set one careful “sorry”
On my counter still unopened

You pressed your palm against your chest
Like cameras filled the hall
I asked for one clean answer
You gave the director’s cut

Keep the receipt sweetheart
This apology runs small
It pinches where the truth should fit
And hangs loose everywhere else

Keep the receipt sweetheart
Take the whole display with you
You brought me something called “I’m sorry”
But the tag says “almost true”

Almost true almost true
Look at you improving

You said your phone had lost its manners
Your watch was running scared
Your friends had formed a committee
And voted you unprepared

Your mother took the witness stand
Your therapist was quoted
I asked “Did you sleep with her?”
You said “The wording feels loaded”

You lowered your voice an octave
That trick you save for court
I asked where you were Tuesday
You gave the weather report

Keep the receipt sweetheart
This apology runs small
It pinches where the truth should fit
And hangs loose everywhere else

Keep the receipt sweetheart
Take the whole display with you
You brought me something called “I’m sorry”
But the tag says “almost true”

No don’t kneel; the floor is clean
Don’t swear on anybody’s grave
Skip the trembling lower lip
You practiced beside the valet

I’m just taking inventory:
One key two names three hotel pens
You may keep the supermarket daisies
They’ve heard the whole defense

Keep the receipt sweetheart
This apology runs small
It pinches where the truth should fit
And hangs loose everywhere else

Keep the receipt sweetheart
Take your grand performance too
You brought me something called “I’m sorry”
But the tag says “almost true”

Almost true almost true
Look at you improving

“Need a bag?”
“No he came with one”

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Never Too Late
Camille Duret

Verified Verified Artist

Camille Duret
Meet Camille Duret, the French femme fatale of the pop scene, who manifests the charm of Parisian streets and the sunlit magic of the French Rivier into her songs. She's not just another 'joie de vivre' gal, folks, her tunes will make you feel like dancing on the cobblestones with a warm croissant in hand!

Camille was made in France, quite literally, and her music is neither too rich, nor too thin, rather, much like the perfect crème brûlée. Her infectious pop anthems, dripping with sweet melodic lines, makes you question if sugar may run in her veins. She makes you believe that you're sip-sip-sipping champagne on the Seine, no matter where you are.

Surely, you've bopped your head, maybe even twirled a bit, to her banger “Never Too Late”. A cocktail of happy heartbeats, tasty hooks and irresistible refrains, laced with a sing-along chorus, it's classic Camille at her best. This melodious masterpiece is like a delightful dance with a macaron - sweet, colourful and leaves you wanting more.

So, let's raise our glasses to Camille Duret, the Parisian pop princess who consistently proves that pop can be served well done, medium rare or, occasionally, à la mode. Trust us, once you've had a bite of Camille’s music flambé, there's no going back – Bon Appétit!
Track(s)
Never Too Late 1065 03:13

Never Too Late

Camille Duret


Do you know what you're worth
When the world leaves you dirt
Do you know what you have when they go
Are you left with your fear
Do you live what you hear
Do you follow or do you lead the way

And if you ever feel like your life's a waste
Get your hands up

They say that it's never too late to try
It's never too late to live your life
It's never too late to change your mind
It's never too late to find out why
It's never too late to learn to love
It's never too late to rise above
It's never too late
Never too late

If I were you
I'd do this
I'd look at all that you miss
I'd get out and stop wasting your time
Your potential's untapped
The key's under the mat
There's a world out there waiting for you

And if you ever feel like your life's a waste
Get your hands up

They say that it's never too late to try
It's never too late to live your life
It's never too late to change your mind
It's never too late to find out why
It's never too late to learn to love
It's never too late to rise above
It's never too late
Never too late

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Keep It Moving
False Memory Lane

Keep It Moving

False Memory Lane


Keep it keep it
Keep it moving

Step by step we don’t look back
Caught the rhythm let it track
Flick the switch hit the light
We're alive in the neon bite

Don’t stop feel that spark
Ready to ignite the dark

Heartbeat slows tension grows
Heartbeat
Heartbeat
Heartbeat

New night new skin
New rules we’re living in
Eyes closed we fly
No reason no why

Breathe it in count to ten
We're not going back again

We keep it moving
Never stuck always choosing
Through fire through noise
We make the loudest choice

Keep it…
Keep it…

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Je Marche Sans Toi
Coco Bazar

Verified Verified Artist

Coco Bazar
Coco Bazar is a five-member acoustic group hailing from the vibrant streets of Paris, composed of two spirited female vocalists and three talented male instrumentalists. They first crossed paths during an open mic night in a cozy café, where the enchanting melodies of their folk-inspired tunes echoed through the room. Drawn together by their shared passion for street music and a desire to create heartfelt sounds, they quickly formed a tight-knit collective that champions the essence of French folk-pop.

The group’s catalog is deeply rooted in emotional storytelling, with their only track, "Je Marche Sans Toi," capturing the essence of longing and hope. This song reflects a delicate balance between romantic despair and the uplifting spirit of moving forward, showcasing the vocal prowess of one of the girls paired harmoniously with intricate instrumentation from her bandmates. Their music encapsulates the joy and melancholy inherent in everyday life, inviting listeners to feel seen and understood through heartfelt lyrics and soulful melodies.

As Coco Bazar continues to develop their sound, they are dedicated to blending influences from traditional French music with contemporary pop elements. Their performances are known for their expressive energy, often taking place in bustling public spaces where they can connect directly with their audience. Each strum of the guitar and every note sung evokes a sense of community, making their music not just a listening experience but a shared emotional journey that resonates long after the last chord fades away.
Track(s)
Je Marche Sans Toi 350 03:26

Je Marche Sans Toi

Coco Bazar


La la la
Je marche sans toi
La la la
Et ça va déjà

J’ai mis ton nom dans ma poche
Sans le lire sans le garder
Je souris quand la ville accroche
Un vieux refrain sous mes souliers

Tu voulais tout dire trop vite
Moi je voulais respirer
On a pris deux routes petites
Sans savoir se retourner

Je ne cherche pas la cause
Je ne compte plus les torts
Quand un amour se repose
Il ne frappe plus si fort

Je marche sans toi
Mais je marche légère
Mon cœur fait trois pas
Puis recommence à faire

La vie me reprend
Par le bout des doigts
Je ris doucement
Je marche sans toi

La la la la
Je marche sans toi
La la la la
Et ça va déjà

J’ai vendu nos vieilles promesses
Pour un café sur le quai
J’ai gardé juste la tendresse
Que je pouvais supporter

Les amis parlent trop de chance
Moi je parle de vérité
On confond souvent silence
Avec manque de fierté

Je ne cherche pas la cause
Je ne compte plus les torts
Quand un amour se repose
Il ne frappe plus si fort

Je marche sans toi
Mais je marche légère
Mon cœur fait trois pas
Puis recommence à faire

La vie me reprend
Par le bout des doigts
Je ris doucement
Je marche sans toi

La la la la
Je marche sans toi
La la la la
Et ça va déjà

Si tu me vois dans la foule
Ne fais pas semblant de rien
J’ai laissé ce qui s’écroule
Pour tenir ce qui me tient

Je n’ai pas gagné la guerre
Je n’ai pas perdu ma voix
J’apprends juste à mieux me plaire
Quand je marche sans toi

Je marche sans toi
Mais je marche légère
Mon cœur fait trois pas
Puis recommence à faire

La vie me reprend
Par le bout des doigts
Je ris doucement
Je marche sans toi

Je marche sans toi
Mais je marche légère
Mon cœur fait trois pas
Puis recommence à faire

La la la la
Je marche sans toi
La la la la
Et ça va déjà

La la la
Je marche sans toi
La la la
Et ça va déjà

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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She Owns The Night
Dora The Clone

Verified Verified Artist

Dora The Clone
Imagine a futuristic pop diva hailing from the chromatic labs of Clone City, and you're partway to encapsulating the vibrant phenomenon known as Dora The Clone. This independent artist dances to the beat of her own drum machine, captivating audiences with her disco-dusted, cybernetic symphonies.

Dora's music, a technicolour dream of dance-floor beats and electrifying melodies, is as enigmatic as her origins in the post-apocalyptic streets of Clone City. With a sound that weaves together the energy of club culture and the pulsing heart of electro-pop, her tunes are guaranteed to make neural pathways light up like a Friday night in Blade City.

Every single one of her infectious grooves seems to command, "Beam me up, Scotty!" Of special note is her big hit "She Owns The Night," an anthem for audacious androids and human party-goers alike. The track throbs with vibrant synth and stuttering beats, overlaid with Dora's crystal-clear vocals, making every listener feel like they're cruising through the neon-soaked metropolis under a night sky of silver stars.

With Dora The Clone, expect the unexpected: a tantalizing futuristic world brought to life through pulsing dance heaters and shimmering pop anthems. Underneath the cosmic glitz and glamour, you'll find a heart that beats in binary and a soul that vibrates at gigahertz frequency. Hold onto your hoverboards folks, because Dora The Clone is here to redefine the future of pop – and she's doing it in binary code.
Track(s)
She Owns The Night 800 03:49

She Owns The Night

Dora The Clone


She walks in slow
But the room moves first
No crown no show
Still they know her worth

She don’t ask for permission
She don’t wait by the door
Got a heart made of rhythm
And a name they can’t ignore

Red lips calm eyes
Turning silence into gold
She’s been through the fire
Now she wears it like a coat

You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night

She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline

She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music

She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night

Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night

No tears on the dance floor
She left them in the rain
Put her pain in a black dress
Turned it into champagne

They said “Stay smaller”
She said “Watch me rise”
Now the mirror gets jealous
When she looks inside

You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night

She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline

She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music

She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night

Every heartbreak made her louder
Every goodbye gave her power
Now she dances on the hour
Like the world is hers to devour

No more waiting
No more hiding
She’s the thunder
She’s the lightning

She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline

She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music

She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night

Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Both of Us Were Right
Naomi Bell & Julian...

Verified Verified Artist

Naomi Bell & Julian Cross
Naomi Bell and Julian Cross first crossed paths through a series of small studio sessions built around old soul records, unfinished demos and late-night arrangements. Naomi came from a more traditional R&B background, shaped by gospel phrasing, warm mezzo vocals and a love for classic harmony, while Julian had spent years moving between soul, house and sample-driven production. Their chemistry worked because neither tried to occupy the same space. Naomi brings weight and emotional clarity, Julian brings looseness, rhythm and restraint, and the contrast between their voices quickly became the center of the project.

Both of Us Were Right grew out of that balance. Instead of writing a dramatic breakup song, they focused on the quieter difficulty of two people realizing they are both partly correct and still choosing to stay. The track mixes chopped vintage soul textures, house drums, electric piano and stacked gospel harmonies without losing the intimacy of the conversation at its core. For Naomi Bell and Julian Cross, the collaboration is less about becoming a permanent duo and more about finding the right song, the right moment and the right reason to sing together.
Track(s)
Both of Us Were Right 982 03:28

Both of Us Were Right

Naomi Bell & Julian Cross


You said I make it hard to help me
And you weren't wrong you weren't wrong
I said you disappear inside a job
And you knew that too

I heard it and I wanted to fight it
Every word of it was true
That's the worst kind of argument
The one you lose to somebody you love

Nobody won the kitchen tonight
And nobody's leaving

Turns out both of us were right
Turns out that's the hardest part
You can't beat a person
When you're on the same side of the wall
Both of us were right
So both of us have work to do
And I'd rather do the work in here
Than be right without you

(both of us both of us)

I'll say the thing before it gets heavy

I'll leave the phone in the other room

Small repairs not grand gestures
That's how a house stays up

Turns out both of us were right
Turns out that's the hardest part
You can't beat a person
When you're on the same side of the wall
Both of us were right
So both of us have work to do
And I'd rather do the work in here
Than be right without you

We're not the couple in the film
Who scream and then it's fine
We're the ones who write it down
And actually do it this time

Turns out both of us were right
Turns out that's the hardest part
You can't beat a person
When you're on the same side of the wall
Both of us were right
So both of us have work to do
And I'd rather do the work in here
Than be right without you

Both of us were right
(both of us both of us)

CREDITS
Performer: Naomi Bell & Julian Cross
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Iron Veins
Basement Synth

Iron Veins

Basement Synth



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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Runnin' Wild
The Syrphids

Verified Verified Artist

The Syrphids
The Syrphids’ journey began in the vibrant streets of Birmingham, where their distinct sound emerged from a collision of personal influences and bold experimentation.

Each member brings a unique flavor to the band's overall dynamic—blending raw, emotive vocals with intricate guitar riffs, rhythmic basslines, and atmospheric synth layers. Their music strikes a balance between the unpredictability of alternative rock and the infectious melodies of indie pop, creating an eclectic sound that is both challenging and accessible.

What sets The Syrphids apart is their ability to navigate complex emotional themes, delivering lyrics that resonate deeply while still maintaining an undeniably catchy, crowd-pleasing vibe.

Their live performances are a spectacle of energy and emotion, where their chemistry as a band shines brightest. The Syrphids have a knack for turning intimate venues into electrifying spaces, with each song building on the momentum of the last.

Their setlists are carefully curated to take listeners on a journey—whether it's through soulful ballads that tug at heartstrings or high-octane anthems that ignite the crowd. This ability to command the stage has earned them a growing fanbase, not just in Birmingham but across the UK, with audiences captivated by their authenticity and musical craftsmanship.

As The Syrphids look toward the future, their ambitions are clear: to continue evolving their sound while staying true to the experimental roots that first brought them together. With several EPs already under their belt and plans for a full-length album on the horizon, the band is poised to break through to even broader audiences.

Their commitment to innovation, coupled with their undeniable talent, ensures that The Syrphids will continue to be a force in the indie music scene, challenging conventions and capturing the hearts of listeners around the world.
Track(s)
Never Barefoot 851 04:14
I Carry Your Love 1080 02:54
Single Kiss 781 02:57
Runnin' Wild 1165 02:30
Hold The Heart With Rap Version) 797 04:25
Hold The Heart 834 03:45

Runnin' Wild

The Syrphids


The swing creaks in the yard long since rusted down
We raced the wind 'til the sun hit the ground
The world was small but it felt so wide
Every secret path we would try to hide

Those days they fade but linger still
Like echoes soft behind the hill

We were runnin' wild barefoot in the rain
No thought of tomorrow no sense of the pain
Laughter in the distance calling our names
Time moved slow but it slipped away

The treehouse crumbled the paint peeled thin
But we climbed it high just to feel the wind
We told ourselves we’d never leave
But dreams grow up just like the trees

Those days they fade but linger still
Like echoes soft behind the hill

We were runnin' wild barefoot in the rain
No thought of tomorrow no sense of the pain
Laughter in the distance calling our names
Time moved slow but it slipped away

The road ahead is paved with change
But those roots they still remain

The swing creaks in the yard but we’ve moved on
Still hear the laughter though the days are gone

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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No Default Setting
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 942 03:39
No Default Setting 704 03:50

No Default Setting

Billie Arden


Cut the feed
Leave the meter running
Hold that grin
I came with my own timing

You tried to sell me a cleaner name
With the corners sanded down
Put my laugh in a little glass case
Said “Look who’s stable now”

I don’t fit in your easy chart
I don’t land on command
There’s a tune in my crooked part
You don’t understand

Don’t fix the bend
Don’t mute the spark
I keep my rhythm
Off the mark

No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold

You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told

No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet

Your golden rule came overdressed
And talked like a magazine
I poured black coffee on the test
Made the paper sing

You said “Be calm be useful now”
I said “Nice little cage”
Then I took my pulse off your clock
And rewrote the page

Don’t trim the heat
Don’t square the sound
I keep my rhythm
Upside down

No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold

You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told

No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet

Left right
Too bright
Low kick
Uptight

Turn snap
Come back
One more
Off-track

I was never built for your manual
Never born for a numbered lane
Every time you label the motion
Something loose begins to play

Let the clean ones keep their answers
Let the smooth ones win the floor
I have trouble in my timing
And it always asks for more

No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold

You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told

No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet

Cut the feed
Leave it running
No default
I’m still coming

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

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