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August Anyway
Amelia Shaw
Verified Artist
Amelia Shaw
Amelia Shaw is a London based pop and deep house vocalist whose music blends warmth, movement and emotional clarity. Her sound leans on bright synths, hand percussion, house grooves and polished pop production, but the heart of it is always the voice, intimate, expressive and full of small human details. She has a way of making songs feel uplifting without flattening their meaning, turning fleeting relationships, summer memories and unfinished conversations into records that still feel alive long after the chorus ends.
On August Anyway, Shaw captures the beauty of something temporary without treating it like a mistake. Built around sunset energy, kalimba textures, brass swells and a clean festival-ready pulse, the track carries both joy and acceptance at the same time. That balance is what defines her style, emotionally open but never heavy-handed, radio-friendly but still personal, and always grounded in the idea that even brief moments can leave a lasting mark.
August Anyway
Amelia Shaw
We knew the date before we started
You had a flight I had a lease
Everybody told us not to do it
So we did it anyway
Four weeks is not a lifetime
But it isn't nothing either
Give me August anyway
Give me the ending on the first day
I would rather hold a thing that goes
Than never hold a thing at all
Give me August anyway
(anyway anyway)
Now it's cold and I still know
The exact sound your car made in the drive
People ask me if I'd take it back
And I laugh and I say
Give me August anyway
Give me the ending on the first day
I would rather hold a thing that goes
Than never hold a thing at all
Give me August anyway
Some things are not meant to be kept
Some things are meant to be spent
And I spent it every hour of it
And I would spend it again
Give me August anyway
Give me the ending on the first day
I would rather hold a thing that goes
Than never hold a thing at all
Give me August anyway
Give me August anyway
(anyway anyway)
CREDITS
Performer: Amelia Shaw
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Another Shot
Melly Rich
Verified Artist
Melly Rich
Melly Rich, born to a Lebanese family in Amsterdam, grew up surrounded by two worlds: the culinary brilliance of her father, Chef Khaled Rich, and the rich cultural heritage of the Middle East. Her father is the head chef of La Maison des Délices, one of France’s most prestigious Michelin-starred restaurants, known for its fusion of French and Middle Eastern flavors. Despite her father's fame in the culinary world, Melly's passion led her down a different path.
Though her family assumed she would follow in her father’s footsteps, Melly was captivated by music from a young age. With her father’s full support, she began singing, though her formal education took her into the world of architecture at the University of Amsterdam.
Balancing her studies with her love for music, Melly began to develop a unique sound, blending her Middle Eastern roots with the vibrant energy of Western pop. Her breakthrough single, "Damn, I Wish I Were in Istanbul", captures this fusion perfectly. The song carries hints of oud and traditional Arabic rhythms, interwoven with modern pop beats, creating a bridge between two worlds. It’s not just a catchy tune—it’s a love letter to her cultural identity, filled with nostalgia for the warmth and chaos of the Middle East, while reflecting her cosmopolitan life in Europe.
The song quickly gained attention, especially for its atmospheric vibes that pull listeners into a dreamlike vision of Istanbul, with its bustling bazaars and shimmering Bosphorus views.
Melly's ability to infuse her music with Middle Eastern influences sets her apart in the global music scene, and though she’s still juggling her architectural studies, there’s no doubt that music is where her heart truly lies. With the world now watching, Melly Rich is on her way to becoming an international sensation, blending cultures and genres like her father blends flavors at his famous restaurant.
Another Shot
Melly Rich
do not be afraid- this is not fm
you're on filodyo
Sitting in my jail cell
Eating my beans
And I'm going to hell
If you know what I mean
'Cause I was guilty as charged
On that dark night
But now I'm here
And I want to make things right
I've been here before
Knocking on heaven's door
But I'm gonna try once more
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
I had my first day out
Back on the streets
With nothing in my pockets
But a pair of keys
So I put them in the ignition
Of a new Cadillac
And I went cruising
Down the tracks
I've been here before
Knocking on heaven's door
But I'm gonna try once more
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
CREDITS
Performer: Melly Rich
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Just Align
Alia Sorelle
CREDITS
Performer: Alia Sorelle
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Velvet Circuits
Mara Vale
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.
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
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Locked In
Nari West
CREDITS
Performer: Nari West
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Butterflies
Maelith
Verified Artist
Maelith
If sugar, spice, and a foot-tapping bass were a person, they'd invariably shape-shift into Maelith. The indie dance sensation hails from the mythical city of her namesake – a place as enigmatic, vibrant, and pulsating as her music.
Coming from a realm where the sunrise paints the sky in a symphony of techno hues, Maelith's city of origin is as enigmatic and infectious as her tunes and just as impossible to tune out. It only makes sense then, that her celebratory dance beats make even the grumpiest of granddads do a head bob or two.
Her notable track "Butterflies" will make a surprising entrance, landing in your heart with the grace and charm of a thousand of the colourful creatures, evoking smiles usually reserved for sunbeams and unexpected tax refunds. It's like eating candy in a club - tooth-achingly sweet, and deliciously intoxicating.
Maelith's music isn't just happy—it's a spontaneous euphoria packed into dance beats. Each track, a flawless mesh of elevating melodies sure to paint a bright, neon smile on your face. It never rains in Maelith's city. So, grab an umbrella because you're about to get showered with joy bombs!
Butterflies
Maelith
Driving to your place
With that first date feel
I can barely wait
Got a full tank
'cause I know I'll stay
For hours
I know you will
Do you have
Do you have
Do you have butterflies?
'Cause I do
'Cause I do
'Cause I do
You're the one I like
And you're not even tryin'
I still have butterflies
The way you look at me
Is making me crazy
You're making me
You're making me
'Cause I've been on my own
For far too long
I haven't been shown
And you've been far away
From me
So let's be alone
Together
Do you have
Do you have
Do you have butterflies?
'Cause I do
'Cause I do
'Cause I do
You're the one I like
And you're not even tryin'
I still have butterflies
The way you look at me
Is making me crazy
You're making me
You're making me
I can't explain the way you make me feel
There's no way
There's no way
There's no way
This isn't real
Do you have
Do you have
Do you have butterflies?
'Cause I do
'Cause I do
'Cause I do
You're the one I like
And you're not even tryin'
I still have butterflies
The way you look at me
Is making me crazy
You're making me
You're making me
You're making me
You're making me
You're making me
You're making me
CREDITS
Performer: Maelith
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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No Right Time
Lena Wilder
Verified Artist
Lena Wilder
New York is the incubator of many dreamers, and for one Lena Wilder, it proved to be the perfect breeding ground. Lena wasn't always in the limelight; she was just another New Yorker making a living as a sales assistant in one of the city's bustling clothing stores. As she tended to racks of distressed denim and oversize knits, she wore her dreams like her favorite band tees - close to her heart but visible for the world to see. Little did her customers know that they were interacting with a voice that would someday weave an influential part of their city's sonic fabric. After all, the Big Apple isn't shy about tucking its future stars behind a discount rack, now is it?
Once her work shift ended, Lena would swap her clothing tag gun for a guitar pick and the sales floor for a stage, performing at local venues as a side gig. Here, she felt at home, strumming her guitar under the dim hue of stage lights, her soulful voice permeating the evening air with songs straight from the heart. One of her most notable songs being "No Right Time," which came as a result of a humorous debate with an ex-lover about the "right time" to eat a breakfast burrito (spoiler alert: Lena thinks it's anytime!). This feel-good declaration of burrito sovereignty soon became an anthem for heartache, nostalgia, and the taste of freedom, encapsulating her music's raw essence, which is a delicate balance between heartwarming relatability and the gritty reality.
Through all these, Lena Wilder has managed to remain notoriously elusive behind a veil of unassuming simplicity. She reminds us that the artist's journey isn't found in shiny CDs or platinum records, but in those quiet moments behind a store counter, under a spotlight in a dimly lit bar, or even in an argument over a breakfast burrito. Because in the end, the right time to chase your dreams – just like eating a breakfast burrito – is anytime!
No Right Time
Lena Wilder
[Intro]
(Clock ticks loud when you're not calling
Nights taste dry can't fake stalling)
Tried cold coffee just to feel something
Streetlight flicker — not a sign just buzzing
You left shoes under my old desk
I stepped around 'em like we never met
Told my friends I’m feeling fine
(They don’t ask much anymore)
Scroll your name don’t hit “reply”
Still stuck knocking at a closed door
No right time to fall apart (ahh yeah)
Even wrong love leaves a mark (mm-mm)
Say I’m done but I rewind
(yeah yeah yeah)
Tried to lose you but you hide
inside my lines
Ohhh ooooh na-na
Keys in the bowl still turn for yours
Voicemail full I still record
You liked silence I liked shows
Talked through credits missed the lows
Now your jacket's in a bag I keep
Next to sweaters I don’t wear to sleep
Lied to strangers I don’t know
(Said I’ve burned your old photos)
Truth is folded in my coat
Every plan comes back to “almost”
No right time to fall apart (ahh yeah)
Even wrong love leaves a mark (whoa-oh)
Say I’m done but I rewind
(yeah yeah)
Tried to lose you but you hide
inside my lines
Ooooh you stay—na-na
Nothing broke at once it peeled
Like paint left out too long revealed
I didn’t cry but I still feel
Your side cold when nights turn real
No right time to fall apart (yeah yeah)
Even wrong love leaves a mark (mmh)
Say I’m done but I rewind
(can’t lie)
Tried to lose you but you hide
inside my lines
Ooooh (stay gone) na-na-na
CREDITS
Performer: Lena Wilder
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
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Time To Scream When...
Enzo Flect
Time To Scream When You Hush
Enzo Flect
CREDITS
Performer: Enzo Flect
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Waves of Laughter
Common Holiday
Verified Artist
Common Holiday
Common Holiday is an independent music project crafted by Berlin-based artist Sam Turner, whose vibrant soundscape blends folk, indie, pop, and rock into an energetic tapestry. With a passion for storytelling through music, Sam wields his acoustic guitar to create playful melodies that invite listeners to embrace the joy of life’s little moments. His catalog showcases a compelling blend of bright major keys and lively rhythms, encapsulated in tracks like "Waves of Laughter," where the warmth of analog tape meets playful instrumentation, from strummed guitars to the buoyant tones of trombone and violin.
Growing up surrounded by diverse musical influences in the heart of Berlin, Sam found inspiration in the city’s rich cultural scene. He began writing songs as a means to express his experiences and emotions while fostering connections with others. The collaborative spirit of Berlin brought together like-minded musicians who shared his vision, leading to a creative partnership that would eventually shape Common Holiday. Together, they craft songs that resonate with an uplifting energy, encouraging listeners to dance away their worries and celebrate life’s joys.
"Waves of Laughter" perfectly embodies the essence of Common Holiday's ethos—spreading optimism and connection through music. The track's playful singalong quality draws audiences in, providing a sense of community and shared experience. As Sam continues to develop his artistic identity, expect more tracks that fuse heartfelt lyrics with high-energy production, inviting everyone to join in the uplifting journey he offers through his music.
Waves of Laughter
Common Holiday
Got my feet up sun on my face
Life is a ride let’s pick up the pace
With a strum of the guitar the world feels right
Let’s dance on the clouds from morning till night
LAUGHING LOUD we chase the sun
Rolling on waves oh we’re gonna have fun!
With a trombone blast we’re breaking the rules
Together we shine just a couple of fools!
Running through fields with laughter in tow
A violin sings as we steal the show
Time is a game we play it so bright
With every note played we’re taking flight
LAUGHING LOUD we chase the sun
Rolling on waves oh we’re gonna have fun!
With a trombone blast we’re breaking the rules
Together we shine just a couple of fools!
LAUGHING LOUD we chase the sun
Rolling on waves oh we’re gonna have fun!
With a trombone blast we’re breaking the rules
Together we shine just a couple of fools!
CREDITS
Performer: Common Holiday
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Falling
Sienna Marlowe
Verified Artist
Sienna Marlowe
Born and bred in the heart of Italy, Sienna Marlowe is a singer whose voice echoes with the rich history and timeless elegance of her homeland. As a child, Sienna would trespass into deserted train stations, her little voice echoing off the crumbling walls and intertwining with the rusted whispers of the forgotten railways. Her imagination would paint these forlorn shrieks of metal and dust into an imagined symphony of applause, encouraging her to believe in a world where silence spoke volumes and the stillness of an abandoned platform could become her music's grandest stage.
Passionate and prodigiously talented, Marlowe saw the world through a unique lens, where dreams danced in every corner. Her breakthrough hit, "I'm Not The One," captures this spirit perfectly, weaving a tale of love and perhaps a dash of Italian dramatic flair into an unforgettable, raw, powerful ballad. This song, much like Marlowe's career, is a testament to her innate ability to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary, transforming everyday experiences into melodies that tug on heartstrings and tickle the soul. As a music biographer, you can't help but tip your hat to Sienna, who just might shout "Bravissimo!" at a rust-caked railway track, and you'd better believe it would be the most melodious cheer you've ever heard.
The heart of Sienna Marlowe's story is as simple and as complicated as a rusted railway line - it's about finding beauty in the abandoned, and a voice in the silence. Her journey from that deserted train station in Italy to the glamorous spotlight of international fame is a captivating symphony in itself. Hopping on this train of her musical journey, it's impossible not to sway along to the endearing rhythm of Sienna's life, one that serenades us with the notion that music truly knows no bounds – not even a "Do Not Enter" sign at an old train station.
Falling
Sienna Marlowe
Don't know when it'll fall away
Lighting up just to light the way
Another town on an endless road
And if I go
I hope you will forgive me
Mama
I hope you found your peace
In the place of your taming
Baby
I hope you think of me
The lighter click and the bottle top
The colored sky is now charcoal fog
And somehow
I'm still a child
With the wildfire
I hope you will forgive me
Mama
I hope you found your peace
In the place of your taming
Baby
I hope you think of me
Against all odds
Still stand tall
Tripped and fell
I made a call
And I got back up
Though I'm seasick and half-forsaken
Got one good hand for the other breakin'
And at times
Too much
But
Baby
I'm fallin'
In your arms
I could feel my fate
But the swaying never goes away
And now the girl sits on goat hill
She's mine now still
CREDITS
Performer: Sienna Marlowe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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