Lilly Wolf

Lilly Wolf

 Brooklyn, New York, USA
BandPopRock

Synth pop with hip-hop and classical undertones. Pristine female vocals over atmospheric, bumping beats.

Biography

Lilly Wolf is a Brooklyn-based duo that writes pristine, dark synthpop. The band consists of Lilly Wolfson on vocals and Alex Neuhausen on bass, joined by drummer Tareq Almulaifi in their live shows. Their songs regularly soundtrack MTV and Oxygen Channel shows, and have received hundreds of thousands of plays on Spotify and Pandora. Alternating between sparkly and menacing, their sound draws comparisons to CHVRCHES, Lorde, and Grimes.

Wolfson and Neuhausen met at Stanford University where the former received a degree in music and the latter picked up a PhD in Electrical Engineering. Down-to-earth and goofy in person, their academic background is apparent in the polished, nuanced production of their self-produced tracks, and Wolfson's poetic, insightful lyrics.

This year the band completed a national tour, playing several showcases at SXSW followed by an appearance at the New Music Seminar in NYC. They played the CMJ Festival for the second year in a row, followed by a headlining spot at Toronto's Indie Week Canada. The band regularly gigs around Brooklyn and Manhattan, playing over 40 gigs in the past year at venues such as Mercury Lounge, Baby's Alright, Pianos, Bowery Electric, and Paper Box. The band's live show sees them synced to a percussive backing track, with Wolfson and Neuhausen bouncing around the stage while Almulaifi lays down a rock-solid backbeat. The show is accompanied by Neuhausen's homemade, programmed light show and fog.

Their 10-song LP, Deleted Scenes was released in Autumn 2016. Freshbeats365 described the record as an “amalgamation of everything that defines synthpop itself... pristine guitar...buoyant atop waves of fuzzy synths. Underneath, there’s deep bass blows and a consistent tick of percussion that keeps the track flowing strong.” Baeble Music noted the record's pairing of dark themes and lyrics about loneliness with bouncy tempos and pretty instrumentals, writing, “Brooklyn synth-popper/alt-pop songwriter Lilly Wolf understands how to hit just the right notes of dissonance.”

Lyrics

Disaster

Written By: Lilly Wolf

Verse 1:
Disaster disaster,
Chase after a little bit faster.
You don’t want to end it,
Treading water as you try to defend it.
I let you go freely,
Cause I want somebody to incomplete me.
You say it’s not fair, that’s true but,
Smoke and mirrors on the battlefield out here.

Chorus:
Now we’re down to the wire and it’s still not right,
Give it up, give it up you’ve tried but,
I don’t wanna be so confined,
I’m a dead end, I’m a waste of time.
You don’t want secrets and you don’t want lies,
Don’t want what’s on my mind.
Try to put it all together but you can’t yet,
Cause what is love but a moving target.

Verse 2:
Diamond ceilings, and crystal floors,
All I wanted were open doors.
Disaster disaster,
You held out for a happy ever after.
But when it never came you were left
Holding out your heart saying “I still feel the same.”
Don’t try to resist it,
A charmed life but a perilous existence,
The bitter medicines and breakable ties,
All live in the shifting distance.

Chorus

Bridge:
Stacks of records, in constant fall.
Can’t regret what you can’t recall.
All I count on and all you’ll get,
Is inevitably we forget.

Chorus

Strictly Luxury

Written By: Lilly Wolf

Verse 1:
I'm a rich bitch, still in my twenties
The urban jungle is a garden to me
Cause I buy whole block and I bank in the billions
And my assets are legendary

My gym bag is Birkin, my membership
Is assured cause I'm first on every list
Toe to head, Louboutin to Bvlgari
Custom made, top grade, strict luxury

Pre Chorus:
I can purchase love, money money
Say art but I see currency
I can bid on anybody
With the right sum of money money

Chorus:
Put your hands up VIP
Say I make money and it makes me
If you be strictly luxury
Say I make money and it makes me

I got it
Money money I want
I want it
Money money come on
Come get it
Money money from me
Cause I got it
Money money

Verse 2:
Wanna go, Tokyo to Ibiza
To my island, my villa, my suite
From the back of the Benz to the front of the Enzo
I rep the style of the super elite

It's a big bad world, but it's got no teeth
Cause I'm so high up it cannot reach
Buy a classic car, buy a new LV
Money, Moet, strict luxury

Pre Chorus

Chorus

Bridge:
If I like it I can buy it
I can burn it, I can order more
There is nothing I can think of
That I can't get, own or pay for

Pre Chorus

Chorus

Pop Dream

Written By: Lilly Wolf

Verse 1:
I can float, like devastation.
I can vanish, in the leaves.
Leave the broad constellations,
For the endless underseas.

Pre Chorus:
Roses in the graveyard, roses in the garden.
Scattered in the black, deleted scenes.
I've been writing pages, no one ever reads.
Oooh, pop dreams.

Chorus:
Oooh, I've been writing pop dreams. Oooh, etc...

Verse 2:
I can speak, to the silence,
Play a singular refrain.
And I pull back the curtain,
But the view remains the same.

Pre Chorus
Chorus x 2

Nightmare

Written By: Lilly Wolf

(Better run, better run, better run)

Devastating earthquake
I can make the floor shake
Split level pipe burst
Wall to wall waterworks
Crunch of steel, burst of flame
Plaster shower, crystal rain
Hardware, glassware
Everything you see

Come on now
It's all about to change
(Don't touch, don't touch, don't touch)

Chorus:
I am a demon, I'm a dream cut down
I'm a nightmare from the underground
Now the things I touch are easily crushed
Better run, better run, it's dangerous

Rosebud blood blooms
All over the bathroom
Copper guts, water mains
Open up their cold veins
Wear a chandelier crown
All your treasure's trash, now
Busted mirrors
Everything you see

Come on now
It's all about to change
(Don't touch, don't touch, don't touch)

Chorus:
I am a demon, I'm a dream cut down
I'm a nightmare from the underground
Now the things I touch are easily crushed
Better run, better run, I'm dangerous

Bridge:
When it stops
I can see
Silent graveyards of debris
Wooden bones
Broken homes
Fractured city scenery

Everybody On Your Block

Written By: Lilly Wolfson

Verse 1:
Bankrupt and ashamed,
You stumble through the days.
Feeling weakly sentimental, kind of bored.
Dance like a puppet,
On a slowly fraying string.
It’s easy and you’re easily ignored.

Pre Chorus:
Don’t feed, no don’t pursue it,
Don’t be, so driven to it.

Chorus:
Everybody on your block says,
You’re not gonna make it.
And that you can’t escape it.
So close your eyes and fake it.
Everybody on your block says,
You can’t keep pretending.
They don’t know all you have,
Is nothing left to lose.

Verse 2:
That’s your point of view,
I’m not arguing with you.
I’m just trying to explain that it’s a lie.
If you make up easy answers,
To the questions you won’t ask,
When your reasons slip away don’t act surprised.

Pre Chorus
Chorus
Chorus Backing Vox:
It’s all impossible, there’s no real way.
You want incredible, impossible, impossible.

Bridge:
Everybody, in this artificial complex just pretend.
Rearrange the planes and pieces in your head.

Chorus

Burn With You

Written By: Lilly Wolfson

You were in the dark
You were cursing at something
I was on the floor
Staring up at nothing
You were in the car
With the headlights glowing
Where are you going

Dead end, what do we do
The sound is out I'm on mute
Dead end, what do I say
With all the words the wrong way
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is burn burn burn burn burn with you

I was in the dark
When you caught me like a reflex,
Back to the wall,
Hands on my neck I think.
I could be a ghost in the headlights glowing,
Where are you going?

Dead end, what do we do
The sound is out I'm on mute
Dead end, what do I say
With all the words the wrong way
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is burn burn burn burn burn with you

Violence

Written By: Lilly Wolfson

Verse 1:
I met a man who punched a wall,
Riding on the train,
I said what makes you simmer, makes you burn,
What makes you get this way? He said,
I just had a moment,
I saw my life turn red,
Now I don't remember where I went,
Or anything I said.

Pre-Chorus:
I can feel my insides wrenching,
I can feel the buzz.
I can feel a steady pulsing,
In my ear drums.

Chorus:
Cause I'm a quiet kind of violent in a city,
Where the cold gets into everyone eventually.
I just want to tell you you're extraordinary,
Then throw glassware, make it rain on everybody.

Verse 2:
Some violence is obvious, but mine is on my tongue.
I feel it like a frequency, an itching in my blood.
I want to be a frantic thing, flashing in the dark.
A desperado dying with a bullet in my heart.

Pre-Chorus
Chorus
Post-Chorus:
I just want to...
I just want to...
I just want to...
Make it rain on everybody.

Pre-Chorus
Chorus
Post-Chorus

Discography

Set List

With 2 EP's and an upcoming LP to draw from, we can fill an original set from 20-60 minutes, focusing on ballads, rock, pop, or dance songs.