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My Kitchen Stage
Soleil Vega

Verified Verified Artist

Soleil Vega
Soleil Vega is the kind of artist who can turn a rainy Tuesday into a rooftop party. Born and raised in Brighton, UK, she grew up surrounded by her mother’s old soul records and the pulse of the underground dance scene. Her music lives at the intersection of deep house grooves, pop sparkle, and feel-good R&B touches, driven by radiant vocals and unapologetically joyful lyrics.

Her breakout track “My Kitchen Stage” is a celebration of everyday magic—the kind you find dancing alone at home with a spatula mic in hand. The track blends warm house rhythms with bouncy basslines and a shimmering vocal delivery that makes you want to throw open the windows and turn the volume all the way up. It’s infectious, playful, and deeply personal.

Soleil’s sound is sun-kissed but grounded. She writes about friendship, late-night cravings, heartbreak, and finding your light—in the club, in the kitchen, or in your own reflection. And when she performs, it’s not a show, it’s a shared moment. Always real, always radiant.
Track(s)
My Kitchen Stage 1198 02:34

My Kitchen Stage

Soleil Vega



Your walls are gonna cry
They know it better than I do
I'm still scared to die
When I'm dancing without you

Maybe it's all in my head
Maybe I'll get out of bed
If you call
And I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage

And if you call
I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage
And if you call
I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage
And if you call
I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage
And if you call
I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage

And I know it's only temporary
But it's not in the way
It's not in the way that you want it
So we won't talk about it
We don't talk about it

And I know it's only temporary
But it's not in the way
It's not in the way that you want it
So we won't talk about it
We don't talk about it

Maybe it's all in my head
Maybe I'll get out of bed
If you call
And I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage

And if you call
I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage
And if you call
I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage
And if you call
I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage
And if you call
I'll go dancing through my kitchen like it's a stage

CREDITS
Performer: Soleil Vega
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Baby, Baby
Lily Green

Verified Verified Artist

Lily Green
Lily Green is a vibrant nu-disco artist with a deep love for cars and the open road.

Hailing from Los Angeles, Lily grew up with the sounds of synth beats and funky basslines, which fueled her passion for creating danceable, feel-good music.

Her fascination with cars started in childhood, spending weekends at car shows with her dad and dreaming of road trips across the country. This love for automobiles often finds its way into her music, with themes of freedom, speed, and adventure.

Known for her infectious energy and groovy tunes, Lily Green’s tracks are the perfect soundtrack for cruising down the highway with the windows down.
Track(s)
Baby, Baby 1596 02:53
Wannabe Off 1005 04:00
Truth And Lies 686 04:00

Baby, Baby

Lily Green


You're always a second away
We never finish what we start
I think about it every day
I feel it in my broken heart
You do me dirty and then you say
It was an accident
But I've had enough
Oh
Babe

Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough
Oh
Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough

I've got the freedom to be alone
I've got my friends
But I never call
You say
"I miss you
" I hear the tone
And I don't feel like I know you at all
It's like a movie or a TV show
We were in love once
But now I can't remember
Babe

Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough
Oh
Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough
Oh
Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough
Oh
Baby
Baby
I've had enough
I've had enough

CREDITS
Performer: Lily Green
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Master Plan (feat N...
Sebastian

Verified Verified Artist

Sebastian
Introducing the globe-trotting dance dynamo, Sebastian, affectionally dubbed the 'Duke of Disco'. Born and raised among the vibrant and pulsating rhythms of Ibiza's legendary nightlife, Sebastian’s music etches smiles on the faces of anyone within earshot.

Sharpening his musical teeth on the sun-baked terraces of Spain's party capital, our indie ingénue soon became a stalwart figure within the local music scene. Known as much for his wicked sense of humor as for his irresistible beats, Sebastian's talent lies not only in songwriting but also in adding an auditory zest that’s like a surprise party for your eardrums.

His magnum opus, "Master Plan (feat Nora)", is the sparkling crown jewel of his dance floor couture. As unpredictable as a bull in a china shop and as spectacular as a shooting star, the track bursts with contagious energy. You’ll find yourself irresistibly entwined in a rhythmical rave, whether you’re shaking it out on the dance floor or boom-bombing your tedious Tuesday.

A maestro of merriment and melody, Sebastian serves up an infectious blend of dance with a generous side of joy. Get ready, disco divas and groove gurus alike, the 'Duke of Disco’ is in town, dishing out fresh altitude to your attitude, one beat at a time.
Track(s)
Master Plan (feat Nora) 2189 01:56

Master Plan (feat Nora)

Sebastian



The universe
In every verse
But do you know what I'm saying
It takes some training

And every part
Of every part
Is every part
Of every part

Some say it's God's plan
And others say it's man
Some say it's God's plan
And others say it's man

I heard a songbird
It spoke the word
I spoke the word
He heard the word

Some say it's God's plan
And others say it's man
Some say it's God's plan
And others say it's man

It takes some training
It takes some training
It takes some training
It takes some training

CREDITS
Performer: Sebastian
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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What’s It Made Of?
LYA

Verified Verified Artist

LYA
“If it doesn’t ask questions, it’s not music.”

LYA (pronounced “Lie-uh”) is a genre-defying artist from Berlin whose roots stretch from conservatory string quartets to the depths of fog-drenched warehouse raves. A classically trained violinist who once performed Vivaldi at age nine, she left formal music behind in her early 20s to pursue something more fractured, more real. What emerged was a sound as delicate as it is defiant—where harpsichords coexist with 2-step beats, and questions matter more than answers.

Her music exists in a liminal zone: somewhere between dance and disassociation, pop and poetry, cathedral and club. LYA often weaves spoken-word passages into her songs, transforming internal monologues into melodic mantras. Vocals—sometimes her own, sometimes spliced and AI-shifted—glide over textured layers of cello, muted synths, and ambient distortion. Think: if Imogen Heap grew up listening to Burial and wrote haikus in code.

LYA’s debut EP “Syntax of Sleep” was a quiet cult success among insomniac circles on Bandcamp, praised for its “introspective maximalism.” Her live sets, often accompanied by generative visuals and interactive lighting that reacts to audience movement, blur the line between concert and hallucination. She isn’t afraid of silence, nor of noise. Both, to her, are forms of rhythm.

LYA doesn’t write songs to explain. She writes them to wonder. “What’s It Made Of?”—her latest single via notfm—isn’t just a title. It’s a dare. A whisper in the hallway between thoughts. A reminder that meaning isn’t always the point.
Track(s)
What’s It Made Of? 2103 02:36

What’s It Made Of?

LYA


Woke up in a sentence I don’t remember writing
(uhhh)
My name’s on the wall
but it’s spelled with a “Y” now
weird

I tried to fold the sunlight into thirds
but it keeps leaking through the creases
Like—
was that ever the point?
(Hey!)
Did we name the silence just to fill it?

A blue cup a red sock a key with no lock
Mom said dreams don’t rot
but I found mold on the corners of mine
(yeah uh-huh)

What’s it made of?
(Lie?)
What’s it made oooooof?
Is this glass or just slow ice?
(what’s the—yeah)
If I bite it will it crack or cry?
(Haha—cry?)
I asked the mirror but she blinked
Twice

My coat is full of exit signs
but none of them point north
I sleep in the hallway between thoughts—
and that’s fine
Or it was
(Was it?)

Someone keeps leaving me notes
in a handwriting I don't remember learning
“Simplify”
“Unwind”
“Don't trust the tulips”

What’s it made of?!
(don’t tell me it’s hope again)
What’s it maaaade of?!
If it’s love why’s it shaped like a chair leg?
If it’s truth
why does it taste like batteries?

Whoa whoa—
Don’t go there
Not now
(NOT NOW!)

CREDITS
Performer: LYA
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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VIP (feat Trey C)
Skye

Verified Verified Artist

Skye
Skye is a Korean-born pop sensation who now calls California her home. With a voice that blends vulnerability and power, she quickly rose from uploading covers in her bedroom to headlining stages across the West Coast. Inspired by both K-pop precision and Western pop freedom, Skye creates a hybrid sound that defies borders.

From heartbreak anthems to confident bangers, her lyrics speak to a generation raised on contradictions — soft yet strong, bold yet uncertain. Having trained in Seoul during her early teens, she carries the discipline of her roots while embracing the expressive energy of LA's music scene.

Often dubbed the “Pop Queen of Both Worlds,” Skye’s performances are emotional rollercoasters filled with glitter, synths, and raw truth. She’s not just building a fanbase — she’s building a movement.
Track(s)
VIP (feat Trey C) 2286 02:55

VIP (feat Trey C)

Skye


V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh

Buzz on my phone — you typed “let’s slide”
I said “bass drops lasers good vibes”
No velvet ropes no guestlist or fee
Just you and me and a V-I-P scene oh-oh-oh

Do you crave me like I crave the night?
Do you glow when the tempo’s right?
We ain’t average we don’t do tame
This room’s ours — let’s light the flame

Let’s ride — to the edge of rhythm
No pride — just sparks and vision
Tonight — it’s a private show
We the stars now let the world know

V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh

Yeah red lights blinkin’ tempo's wild
VIP mood — we don't need no style
You walk in and the room obeys
This beat’s ours — no need to explain

No ties no limits no script
Just rhythm and lips that don’t quit
You twirl — and the world resets
We’re the climax no regrets

Hit me with your eyes
Ping me just one line
I know where your heart is
Let’s blur the borderline

Let’s ride — to the edge of rhythm
No pride — just sparks and vision
Tonight — it’s a private show
We the stars now let the world know

[Hook – both voices layered]
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh

Say it once say it right
We ignite we ignite
Say it once say it right
We the night we the light
V-I-P…

CREDITS
Performer: Skye
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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I Don't Need A Map
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 1316 02:29
Hope Is Glitter 557 02:58
My Happy Song 518 03:07

I Don't Need A Map

Lyra Luxx


You left your coat on the back of my chair
A silent reminder that you were there
Coffee's gone cold but I still sip slow
Tracing the patterns where your fingers go

I replay conversations word for word
Searching for meanings I might've heard
But silence speaks louder than our last fight
And I'm alone with the fading light

I don't need a map to feel lost
Every step forward comes at a cost
You were the compass I used to trust
Now I'm navigating through the dust

Your records still spin on repeat
Each note a memory I can't delete
Walls echo with the songs we knew
Now they're just melodies without you

I write letters I'll never send
Drafting apologies that won't mend
The distance grows with every line
Yet I can't cross this fault of mine

I don't need a map to feel lost
Every step forward comes at a cost
You were the compass I used to trust
Now I'm navigating through the dust

Maybe time will chart a new course
One where regrets show no remorse
But until then I'll walk this line
Between your past and future mine

I don't need a map to feel lost
Every step forward comes at a cost
You were the compass I used to trust
Now I'm navigating through the dust

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Velvet Switch
Celeste Raye

Verified Verified Artist

Celeste Raye
There’s a certain stillness in Celeste Raye’s voice — the kind that turns crowded rooms quiet and late-night drives cinematic. Born and raised in South London, she grew up mimicking the elegance of old soul singers and the cool detachment of ‘90s club divas. On stage, Celeste doesn’t reach for the spotlight — it finds her.

Her latest release, Velvet Switch, is a slow-burning club anthem soaked in longing. Produced by NOT FM and available exclusively on Filodyo, the track pulses with quiet intensity — as if it’s remembering something you forgot you missed. Celeste’s voice doesn’t cry out. It hovers, suspended above the beat, tracing the shape of absence with each note.

People don’t come to her sets just to dance. They come to feel understood — in dim lights, with their eyes closed, mouthing words they’ve never said out loud. Velvet Switch captures that moment between stillness and surrender, when the music takes over and you stop pretending you’re fine.

Celeste Raye isn’t trying to be timeless. She already is — not because she sounds like someone else, but because she sounds like a feeling you’ve had before, but never named.
Track(s)
Velvet Switch 1668 03:43

Velvet Switch

Celeste Raye


You touched my name with a fingertip lie
Then vanished like sugar in red wine
I didn’t chase I didn’t speak
But I rewrote you in every beat

You blink I break
You breathe I ache
You move I wait
(I wait I wait)

Come turn me on like a velvet switch
No promises just static twitch
Don’t love me—just circle back
One more loop then fade to black

(Ahh…)
Circle back
(Ahh…)
Fade to black

Your silence talks in Morse to me
I hum it back unconsciously
No need for vows no names to curse
We orbit pain—but in reverse

You blink I float
You breathe I choke
You move I glow
(You know you know)

Come turn me on like a velvet switch
Forget the rules forget the glitch
Don’t stay long—just mark the track
One more loop then no way back

(Hmm…)
Mark the track…
(Hmm…)
No way back…

It’s not love—
Just beautiful damage
A signal you sent
But never managed
(And I… tuned in anyway)

Come turn me on like a velvet switch
Whisper sweet in a foreign pitch
Don’t need truth—just feedback hum
One more loop—then I’ll come undone

(Undone…)
(Undone…)

CREDITS
Performer: Celeste Raye
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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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 1476 03:23
Feel It In The Air 968 02:20
Midnight Calls 1147 03:12
You And Me 811 03:43
Caution 540 02:04
You Should Hear 1193 04:41
We're Dancing Where The Rivers 683 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: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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The Only Good Julio...
Eli Varnish

Verified Verified Artist

Eli Varnish
Eli Varnish spent most of his life drawing straight lines for crooked cities. As an architect, he designed libraries, train stations, and far too many gray, forgettable office buildings. He was always more interested in light than concrete — the way it moved through windows, shifted on floors, or disappeared behind closed doors. But deadlines piled up, and inspiration gave way to invoices. When he retired at 62, he didn’t throw a party. He just handed in his keys, took the long way home, and listened to the silence.

That’s when the music came back.
In his youth, Eli had played piano quietly — always in private, never in public. Now, with no blueprints to chase, he returned to the keys. Slowly. Gently. A few friends joined him — a bassist who used to drive a bus, a trombonist who sold insurance, and a drummer who once taught math. They started meeting weekly above an old bookstore. No gigs, no names. Just music.

Eventually, they found their way into a small jazz bar — dim, warm, and half-forgotten. That’s where Eli plays now. No spotlight, no talk. Just a glass of red wine, a crooked hat, and a piano that creaks in all the right places. The audience doesn’t clap much. They just nod, like they recognize something they forgot they knew.

Eli doesn’t miss architecture. “Buildings are meant to last,” he says, “but songs... songs are meant to leave.” And so he plays — not to impress, but to remember. To trace old lines in the air. To build something no one can own, but everyone can feel.

The Only Good Julio I Ever Knew Was Don (They Never Meant It)

Eli Varnish


He said “brother” like it cost him nothin’
Smiled wide and stole my coat
Asked for time asked for money
Left me short and called it hope

The waitress said I had nice eyes
While stackin' bills that weren’t mine
The preacher swore we’d all be saved
But his watch was gold and mine was fake

They never meant it
Not the cheers not the names
All them kind words
Were just poker games
But I knew a man once—
Did what he said he’d do
The only good Julio I ever knew
Was Don

The boss shook hands with dirty gloves
Said “You're family” then raised the flood
And mama prayed through gritted teeth
While sellin' things we couldn't eat

They never meant it
All that “brother” all that “son”
They toast your wins
Then load their guns
But I knew a man once—
Quiet as a Sunday pew
The only good Julio I ever knew
Was Don

They’ll write your name on birthday cake
And scratch it off the will
They’ll hug you at the front door
While makin’ copies of the deed still

They never meant it
It was polish on a stone
But that old man with the cracked hat
Said “take your time or take it alone”
I knew a man once—
Didn’t lie to get through
The only good Julio I ever knew
Was Don

CREDITS
Performer: Eli Varnish
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2025 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 2118 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: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Butterflies
Maelith

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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!
Track(s)
Butterflies 1897 02:53

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: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Paper Moons
Dora Corr

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Dora Corr
Dora Corr is an EDM vocalist and songwriter born and raised in Dublin, Ireland. Before her debut single, she worked at a small, weathered music shop tucked away in Rathmines — a place where synths came in half-broken and left humming again, usually thanks to her.

By day, she tuned old keyboards and restocked trance CDs. By night, she recorded vocal sketches on her cracked laptop, blending soft-spoken Irish melancholy with pulsing beats she never planned to share.

That changed in early 2025, when renowned electronic producer Mark Martian visited Dublin for a creative summit. While killing time between panels, he wandered into Dora’s shop — and found her quietly looping vocal takes in the back room.

Struck by the raw emotion and unusual cadence of her sound, Mark simply asked, “Have you ever thought about making something bigger?” She shrugged. “Not really. But I’d like to.” Energized, Mark immediately called Hakan E., the creative force behind Filodyo.

“I just found someone. We need to get into a studio, fast,” he said. Intrigued, Hakan asked to hear her demos. Mark sent over a few scratch recordings that same night.

Within days, Dora was in a temporary studio above the River Liffey, recording "Paper Moon" — a haunting, minimalist debut that floats somewhere between whispered confession and late-night dance floor, co-produced by Mark Martian for a new Filodyo project.

Dora Corr isn’t chasing pop formulas or peak-hour builds. She’s carving a lane where fragility can still make you move — and where “na na na na” says more than a chorus ever could.
Track(s)
Paper Moons 2016 04:02

Paper Moons

Dora Corr


You left your coat I kept the thread
It hums like static in my head

I folded time in a paper cup
Sipped your voice till the world shut up
You never said stay but you looked like wait
And I built an echo from that mistake

I don’t call it love — it’s too well-behaved
This is something the maps misplace

Na na na na — na-na na-na-na
Na na na — na-na-na-na
Na na na na — na-na-na-naaa
Na na na na — naaaa

You hum in keys no piano dares
I lose my name climbing up your stairs
Your silence flickers it writes in loops
Still I read it like sacred proof

I won’t label this — it won’t stay still
It moves like weather talks in quills

Na na na na — na-na na-na-na
Na na na — na-na-na-na
Na na na na — na-na-na-naaa
Na na na na — naaaa

You said “don’t read me I’m not that deep”
But I saw planets in your sleep
I don’t need stars I don’t need maps
Just that hum between the gaps

Na na na na — na-na na-na-na
Na na na — na-na-na-na
Na na na na — na-na-na-naaa
Na na na na — naaaa

I let you vanish but not the hum
Some chords don’t end — they just become

CREDITS
Performer: Dora Corr
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Bitter
Eliza Turing

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Eliza Turing
Straight out of the indie heartland, meet Eliza Turing, the happy-go-lucky troubadour with a knack for knitting melodies that stick to your soul. Turing, unmistakably named in honor of her Silicon Valley roots, is a dose of sunshine in melancholic indie sound, with the main weapon in her musical arsenal being her 'filodyo' in enchanting harmony with her lyrics.

Every indie artist has their quirkiest, and Turing isn’t exempt. Yes, her crafty way of turning our text messages into her songs, it's like she's reading your chatbox through her chords. And yet, she carries an uncanny ability to transcribe these frivolous life ontologies into ballads with resilience and ample generosity – the persona aside her cat-loving nature.

Her standout track "Twilight" is a testament to this, translating the day's end languor into a jovial indie anthem that sets your feet tapping and heart humming. Turing taps into the secret sauce of scoring happiness, infusing a vibrant, peppy melody into her music.

So next time the day weighs heavy, your vibe seeks the indie humming, or perhaps, your feline friend needs a den companion, you know whose Soundcloud account to check out. No autographs, please, Turing only signs on music sheets, with notes, duck!
Track(s)
Bitter 2302 02:54
Twilight 1062 03:19
The Past Keeps Callin' Me 1013 02:18
Still I Try 824 03:41
The Future’s Ours 911 02:50
Finding my way 802 02:50

Bitter

Eliza Turing


So many fights we lost to that little voice
Screamin' inside my head and all around me
The war we wage
It’s over
But
Boy
You won
So many tears I cried over things that I can't change
Tryna rewrite the past and make you want me
Oh
Tell me why my love's so desperate
Oh
Tell me why my love's so desperate

(Oh tell me why my love's so desperate)

And it cuts so deep
I don't think I'll ever get over it
My heart’s so beat
I don't think I'll ever get over it
Your love was bitter
Bitter
Bitter
Your love was bitter
Bitter
Bitter
So bitter
So bitter

So many tears I cried over things that I can't change
Tryna rewrite the past and make you want me
Oh
Tell me why my love's so desperate
Oh
Tell me why my love's so desperate

And it cuts so deep
I don't think I'll ever get over it
My heart's so beat
I don't think I'll ever get over it
Your love was bitter
Bitter
Bitter
Your love was bitter
Bitter
Bitter
So bitter
So bitter

CREDITS
Performer: Eliza Turing
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Another Shot
Melly Rich

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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.
Track(s)
Another Shot 1121 02:22
Damn, I wish I were in Istanbul 910 02:46

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: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Plastic Skies & Pap...
Romi Sage

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Romi Sage
Romi Sage doesn't chase the spotlight — he teases it. With a smirk behind every lyric and a groove under every syllable, Romi walks the fine line between smooth and subversive. Born in Lisbon and raised between record shops and rooftop parties, he grew up idolizing the effortless cool of Prince, the rhythmic swagger of George Michael, and the punchy charm of early 2000s pop.

His voice slides — not in haste, but in style. It dances over slap basslines and syncopated guitar licks like it’s dodging commitment. Romi doesn’t just sing about love; he dissects it with irony, flirts with it, then leaves it on read. His stage presence is magnetic — not because he demands attention, but because he never asks for it.

Beneath the glam and glitter, though, there’s always a crack. That’s where Romi shines the most — in the clever melancholy, the playful ache, the smile that knows better. His performances are less about perfection, more about pulse.

Plastic Skies & Paper Towns isn’t a love song. It’s a stylish spiral — romantic delusion in disco heels. It's funk with a wink. And with Romi Sage at the mic, it’s impossible to ignore.
Track(s)
Plastic Skies & Paper Towns 1411 03:26

Plastic Skies & Paper Towns

Romi Sage


Got a signal in my toaster
Dreams leaking from my shoes
City spins like a record
But I ain’t dancing to their news

Billboards flashing answers
To the questions I ain't asked
Everyone’s got mirrors
But no one sees past the mask

They sell the future in a box
With plastic trees and ticking clocks
But I want rhythm I want roots
Not just apps in leather boots

Under plastic skies in paper towns
We keep movin’ up but we’re fallin’ down
(Oh no no)
Truth’s on mute and the beat's too loud
Still I groove through this synthetic crowd

Yeah I'm slidin’ through your static minds
Moonwalkin' past the warning signs
(Whoa-oh)
If the world’s a trip—don’t need to land
I’ll funk my way won’t play your brand

I met a monk in a mirror maze
He said “Peace comes with purple haze”
I traded coins for inner sight
But they charged me tax on neon light

Don’t feed me fear in chrome disguise
Don’t sell me dreams with barcode eyes
I ain’t your data I ain’t your plan
I’m a barefoot soul in a traffic jam

Under plastic skies in paper towns
We keep movin’ fast just to circle 'round
(Hey hey!)
Truth’s gone rogue and the beat’s profound
Still I glide through your algorithm crown

Yeah I’m rollin’ in my analog mind
Flippin’ signals they left behind
(Whoa-oh)
If the world’s a glitch I’ll funk the code
Got cosmic shoes and no fixed road

CREDITS
Performer: Romi Sage
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Hard Knock Life
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 1818 02:15
What's Going On (Clean) 714 02:26
Tales from Harlem 461 03:58

Hard Knock Life

Brick Lords



Microphone check y'all ready for this?
Well let me make sure my 44 is steady
Keep it steady as we embark on this journey
Journey into sound this is not a test
Let me make sure my 44 is steady
Keep it steady as we embark on this journey
Journey into sound this is not a test
This is rock and roll

I used to go to bed hungry
Mom's prayin' that the feds don't come she pushin' bread crumbs
Lookin' for them yellow bricks
It's a hard knock life full of ghetto kids
I used to go to bed hungry
Mom's prayin' that the feds don't come she pushin' bread crumbs
Lookin' for them yellow bricks
It's a hard knock life full of ghetto kids

Yo I came in the door
Got my game on the floor
Now it's plain to the boy
I never change for a whore
On the real I kill for my own respect
You should see me and a dollar when the dough connects
I could move a few keys start a co-connect
'Cause you know when I get it that's a whole connect
If I get it from the border that's a whole new check
If I get it from my man then that's a whole new bet
You should see the nine milli' how it hold the vest
Or you see me and a tech when I hold the set
But I don't even got a weapon I could hold the vest
Or you see me and a tech when I hold the set
But I don't even got a weapon I could hold the vest
On the low the connection is in full effect
And you know this is for the hood
This is for the ghettos we call 'em hard knock life
This is for the hood
This is for the ghettos we call 'em hard knock life
This is for the hood
This is for the ghettos we call 'em hard knock life
And if you feel me and you with me put your hands in the sky

I used to go to bed hungry
Mom's prayin' that the feds don't come she pushin

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

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I’m The Lighter
Elira Vayne

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Elira Vayne
With a name synonymous with the hauntingly beautiful waters of Ohrid, North Macedonia, Elira Vayne is your go-to dance diva with a twist. Part French, part Albanian, and 100% maverick, Vayne gives dance music a refreshing Balkan edge.

Born to the lullaby of a mandolin on Ohrid's shores, Elira was raised with the zest of Albania and the charm of France running through her veins. As if algae-ridden waters and sun-lit picnic spots out of posters whispered into her ears, everyone wondered, "Does Ohrid govern the sounds she creates?" And in a quaint voice, she would almost always blush and say, "Mais oui, and a bit of Marseille jazz too."

By the time teenage took over, the rhythm of the mandolin turned to jazz in the pulsating heart of Marseille. There, in a music sklearnamediciabacked alley bistro turned vocal studio, she trained some more in the gallant art of French jazz vocals. Little did she know that her cultural potpourri would give birth to a new music sensation: the vivacious tones of French Electronica blended with raw Balkan folklore.

Never leaving her roots far behind, each album cover of Elira's embroiders a rich tapestry of Balkan texture. In contrast, her songs hum with the vibe of French electronic dance music, mostly with her biggest hit yet, "I'm The Lighter". You can feel the happy energy as potent as the Ohrid sun, making her music a cocktail of infectious melodies under the umbrella contract of Filodyo. And quite frankly, it's this sun-soaked, high spirited party in the Byzantines' backyard that sets Elira Vayne on a league above your usual dance floor DJs.
Track(s)
I’m The Lighter 1242 02:30

I’m The Lighter

Elira Vayne



Cracked screen no calls today
Left the charger on the train
They said time would wash it out
But my clock’s been playing games

Can’t decode your morse-like moods
Every tone’s a sharp excuse
I lit fires you never saw
Guess it’s time to cut it loose

Let me breathe without your shadow (ah)
Every step I’m climbing higher (yeah)
Didn’t fold didn’t borrow
I’m the spark I’m the lighter
(wooh ay-ay let it burn)

Calendar full of crossed-out plans
Turned the silence into stance
No parade no grand goodbyes
But I danced inside the crash

Used to bend till I dissolved
Now I sculpt from where I broke
This new world don’t need your laws
I evolve and I revoke

Let me breathe without your shadow (mmm)
Every step I’m climbing higher (uh)
Didn’t fold didn’t borrow
I’m the spark I’m the lighter
(yeah-yeah wooh let it burn)

Ooh-ohh ohh
No more codes to crack
I’m off this map

CREDITS
Performer: Elira Vayne
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Things I Never Said
Bruno Galvez

Verified Verified Artist

Bruno Galvez
Bruno Galvez was born to a working-class Spanish family in Valencia, where the scent of orange blossoms mixed with the sound of distant flamenco was part of everyday life. Raised in a modest apartment above a small tapas bar, Bruno’s earliest memories include the strum of his grandfather’s old guitar and the rhythm of heels tapping against the tiled floor. Music wasn't just tradition — it was identity.

To support himself through school, Bruno played guitar on the streets and metro stations of Madrid, his case open for coins, his eyes always scanning for inspiration. These years shaped both his sound and his soul. The rawness of performing for strangers taught him to listen deeply to people’s silence — and to fill it with something honest. His fingers spoke when words failed, and soon his name became familiar in the underground corners of the city.

He studied Anthropology at the Universidad Autónoma de Madrid, drawn to human stories, rituals, and rhythms — the same themes that echo in his music. By night he was a student of culture; by day, a transmitter of it, blending traditional flamenco with the urgency of the modern world. His academic lens gave new depth to his compositions, adding layers that resonated beyond melody.

Today, Bruno Galvez is no longer just a street performer. He’s a storyteller, a cultural bridge, and a reminder that music — especially flamenco — is not meant to be caged. It is meant to move, to cry, to celebrate, and most importantly, to survive.
Track(s)
Things I Never Said 37792 03:48

Things I Never Said

Bruno Galvez



I kept your name in a quiet drawer
Where I hide the things I can't restore
Every word I wrote I burned unread
I'm still haunted by the things I never said

I didn't scream I didn't cry
I let you leave without asking why
But in my bones I broke and bled
From all the things I never said

[Guitar Break]

I smiled like silence was my friend
But silence never helps in the end
You touched my back I turned instead
And buried deep the things I never said

I didn't scream I didn't cry
I let you leave without asking why
But in my bones I broke and bled
From all the things I never said

[Instrumental Break]

There were nights I danced just to forget
Lips on mine but no regret
Still I feel you in my breath—
A ghost that never left

[Final Chorus]
I didn't scream I let you go
But now the quiet hurts me more
I should’ve loved I should’ve pled
Instead I kept the things I never said

CREDITS
Performer: Bruno Galvez
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Velvet Routine (fea...
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)
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 1527 02:34
Runnin (feat Tae) 617 02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen) 646 02:52
Tell Me 404 03:16
Memories 589 05:12
Lonely Hearts 803 03:02
Be Yourself 862 02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day) 943 02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield 1193 02:54

Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose)

Mark Martian


We dress like rebels drink like kings
Same old chaos in designer things
Speeches echo boots still march
Only the lighting's changed the arch

It’s a velvet routine — tailored lies in satin thread
We spin the wheel again pretend we’ve never bled
Gold-plated futures on rusted tracks
What’s next is just what’s looking back

Neon prophets selling calm
Wrapped in vinyl dripping charm
We nod and smile like we forgot
That every screen was once a plot

It’s a velvet routine
stitched with charm
and powdered shame
A silver loop of past parades
just under a new name
Gold-plated futures on rusted tracks
What’s next is just what’s looking back

Spin it once more
the record knows the drill
New shoes same dance same bitter pill

CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Dancing It All Off
Sophie Weak

Verified Verified Artist

Sophie Weak
Meet Sophie Weak, the daintier and infinitely more coordinated cousin of the beloved Weeble Wobble. Hailing from the cultural cauldron that is London, indie dance maven Weak has a knack for composing euphorically buoyant tracks that'll get your feet tapping and heart thumping.

She first made waves in the indie scene with the high-voltage hit, "Dancing It All Off". Weak's signature style effortlessly blends cheeky, tongue-in-cheek lyrics with electric rhythms and synthed-up beats that are sure to ignite even the most lead-footed listener's lust for dance. She's a bit like the Mary Poppins of the music world; if Mary Poppins swapped her umbrella for a sequined leotard and developed an insatiable appetite for disco balls, that is.

Sophie's sound is no mere illusion of joy, but genuine, unadulterated happiness put to a beat. Often, her tracks can be found playing in hipster cafes across the city, causing spontaneous, caffeinated dance-offs amongst bearded barristers and laptop warriors. So, brace yourself, your Bluetooth speakers, and possibly your pets (because they have sensitive ears); Sophie Weak is here to shake up your playlists with her infectious beats and infectious spirit!
Track(s)
Dancing It All Off 1927 02:57

Dancing It All Off

Sophie Weak


I gotta dance it off
I got the weight of the world
And my week was so hard
I gotta dance it off
I got the weight of the world
And my week was so hard
I gotta dance it off

Got me feelin' like
All night
All night
Dancin' like it's
All night
All night

I'm just gonna dance it off
Got me dancin' like it's all night
All night
I'm just gonna dance it off
Got me dancin' like it's all night
All night
I'm just gonna dance it off
Got me dancin' like it's all night
All night
I'm just gonna dance it off
Got me dancin' like it's all night
All night
I'm just gonna dance it off
Got me dancin' like it's all night
All night
I'm just gonna dance it off
Got me dancin' like it's all night
All night

CREDITS
Performer: Sophie Weak
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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