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Dance Without You
Lucía

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Lucía
Lucía doesn’t raise her voice — she lets silence lean toward her.

Born in Ciudad Juárez, where the wind carries both prayers and warnings, Lucía learned early that strength doesn’t shout — it stands still. Her music wasn’t born in studios. It was carved in alleyways, border bars, long walks home. She didn’t grow up dreaming of stages. She grew up walking away from things that didn’t serve her.

Her voice carries the weight of absence — low, textured, unhurried. With influences rooted in ranchera, flamenco, and tango, she weaves stories that don’t plead, but remember. Every note she sings is a scar that glows.

In recent years, Lucía has emerged as one of Filodyo’s most enigmatic voices — fierce, private, unforgettable. On her latest collaboration with Wade Hollis, the gravel-toned American guitarist, Lucía sings over strings like rusted fences in the sun. The song doesn’t comfort. It confronts — just like her.

The connection began far from stages. While Wade Hollis was recording new material with Filodyo, he mentioned a woman he had once heard playing in a dim-lit cantina near the border. “She sings like she’s been through three lifetimes,” he said. It was during a late-night Zoom call with Hakan E., the creative engine behind Filodyo, that Lucía’s name resurfaced.

By chance — or something heavier — Hakan had just expressed his search for a voice that wasn’t sweet, wasn’t polished — but true. “I need someone who sounds like she doesn’t need anyone,” he had said. A few weeks later, their first conversation took place across a flickering Zoom screen. Lucía, seated on a balcony in Mexico, cigarette in hand. No makeup. No pretenses. Just presence.

That was enough.

Now, her voice travels far from the cantinas — but it never left the dust behind.

You don’t listen to Lucía to feel better.
You listen to feel seen.
Track(s)
Dance Without You 40141 03:43

Dance Without You

Lucía


No more tears in my mirror frame
No more whispering your name
Got a new dress and a different fire
Tonight I dance through the wire

I gave too much forgot my flame
You left but I reclaimed my name
Now I’m glowing in my golden shoes
And this beat don’t play the blues

I dance without you — I don’t break I burn! (burn!)
Watch me spinning as the tables turn (turn!)
I got the rhythm don’t need your tune
I own this night I own this room!

I dance without you — I don’t beg I fly! (fly!)
You were a storm but I’m the sky
I let go with every move
Freedom fits me better than you

Champagne sparks in the flashing light
New perfume and my steps feel right
I lost your voice but found my sound
And baby I’m not slowing down

You thought I'd fade…
But I bloom in bass
You took your shot…
And missed my grace

I dance without you — I don’t break I burn!
No more silence I return
Every beat rewrites my truth
And this floor don’t cry for you

Dance…
without you
Shine…
without you
Live…
without you

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Through Me (feat Do...
Jett Ralston

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Jett Ralston
Born and raised in Ventura, California, Jett Ralston grew up in a garage that smelled like motor oil, vinyl records, and his father’s hair pomade. While other kids watched cartoons, Jett memorized the Grease soundtrack and tried to mirror Elvis's hip sway in the hallway mirror. His voice—low, smoky, and just a little rough around the edges—carries the DNA of that golden age, but never feels stuck in it.

Jett’s debut single “Through Me” (feat. Dolores Queen) is a cinematic slow-burn: part lost love, part lounge confession. Produced exclusively for Filodyo, the track fuses analog charm with subtle modern edges, pairing his velvet baritone with Dolores Queen’s haunting harmonies. He doesn’t try to be Elvis — but he sings like someone who misses that kind of honesty on stage.

With a sound caught somewhere between a flickering jukebox and a midnight highway, Jett Ralston is not here for nostalgia — he's here to make old souls feel seen again.
Track(s)
Through Me (feat Dolores Queen) 17784 03:46

Through Me (feat Dolores Queen)

Jett Ralston


(verse 1)
You sit beside me
but your eyes
walk down a hallway
I can’t find

You ask me questions
with no wait
as if the answers
might hesitate

(verse 2)
You touch my hand
like it’s just air
like something’s there
but not quite where

I say your name
just to hear
if it still sounds
like you’re near

(chorus)
You move through me
like wind through cloth
like water shaped
by what it’s not
You don’t resist
but you don’t hold
You’re warm
but I’m cold

(verse 3)
The kitchen light
flickers twice
We laugh but
not with our eyes

The song that used to
make you sway
now plays like
furniture on replay

(chorus — repeat)
You move through me
without a sound
I feel you there
but not around
You’re close
but not slow
You’re mine
but I don’t know

(outro — quiet)
Love didn’t leave
but it learned
to disappear

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

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When the Noise Fades
The Absents

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The Absents
The Absents are a four-piece synth-pop and modern disco-pop band hailing from Brighton, on the south coast of the United Kingdom. The lineup consists of Elliot Kane (vocals), Ryan Whitford (keyboards & production), Callum Price (bass guitar & synth bass), and Jamie Harlow (guitar & backing vocals). The four met in 2018 at a local music festival, where a late-night jam session revealed a shared passion for blending the melodic elegance of 80s synth-pop with the energy and polish of modern pop production.

Deeply influenced by the infectious hooks and emotive energy of Erasure, The Absents quickly began writing together, crafting songs that pair bright synth textures with tight bass grooves and subtle funk undertones. Their early rehearsals took place in a modest studio near Brighton’s seafront, a space that soon became their creative sanctuary and the birthplace of their signature sound.

In 2019, the band released their debut single, which found its way onto local radio playlists and began circulating through London’s club scene. Known for their vivid light shows, charismatic stage presence, and danceable, high-energy sets, The Absents built a reputation as one of the most exciting new acts in the UK’s pop landscape.

Today, The Absents continue to bridge nostalgia and modernity, reaching audiences far beyond the British Isles. Elliot’s commanding yet soulful vocals, Ryan’s shimmering synth arrangements, Callum’s deep, driving grooves, and Jamie’s melodic guitar lines come together to create a live experience that is as unforgettable as it is electrifying.
Track(s)
When the Noise Fades 2747 04:00
But North Keeps 3959 03:46

When the Noise Fades

The Absents


You said it all without a sound
Eyes like rivers underground
No stage no sign no grand display
But still you took my breath away

When the noise fades
I see you clear
No masks remain
No need to steer
In that still shade
You draw me near

Curtains closed the world stands still
No rush no race no sudden thrill
Just quiet steps upon the floor
No less no more I ask for

When the noise fades
I see you clear
No masks remain
No need to steer
In that still shade
You draw me near

I don’t believe in grand goodbyes
Just simple truths behind the eyes
Not every tale begins with fire
Some just flicker then inspire

When the noise fades
I see you clear
No masks remain
No need to steer
In that still shade
You draw me near

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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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 4010 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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Velvet Routine (fea...
Mark Martian

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Mark Martian
Mark Martian is one of the most elusive figures in the music world, and his mysterious persona has left many fans wondering—could he really be from Mars?

Known for using the alias Martian Mark during his collaborations, this enigmatic producer has somehow managed to evade the spotlight completely. No interviews, no photos, no videos—Mark is practically a ghost. Some say it’s part of his brand, while others speculate wildly. Who knows?

Maybe while Elon Musk dreams of building colonies on Mars, Mark’s already here, quietly making beats after hitching a ride from the Red Planet’s first neighborhood.

Despite the secrecy surrounding him, one thing’s clear: Mark’s music speaks volumes. His deep house tracks pulse with interstellar vibes, his pop productions are out-of-this-world catchy, and his funk grooves are, well, otherworldly.

Whether he’s blending cosmic synths with soulful beats or dropping funk-infused rhythms, his style keeps listeners hooked and guessing. You can hear his work across platforms, but his music truly shines on Filodyo, where you might catch the next great Martian anthem—if he doesn’t beam it up first.
Track(s)
Run With the Fire 3286 02:49
Algo Rhthym 5460 05:32
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 3426 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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Get Out My Way
The 5th Exit

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The 5th Exit
Born from the concrete veins of New York City’s underground, The 5th Exit is not just a band — it's a warning siren echoing through the alleys of Brooklyn. Blending the unapologetic grit of East Coast punk with the swagger of early-2000s hip-hop, their music punches through the noise like a subway train in a blackout.

The band was formed in late 2023 in a condemned warehouse turned DIY venue in Bushwick, after a street brawl-turned-jam-session between strangers. The result? Five misfits who had no plan — just noise, energy, and something to scream.

Members:
🎤 Jayno Blakk (Lead Vocals / Chaos Designer)
A former graffiti artist with a voice like broken glass in a hurricane. Born in Flatbush, Jayno spits lyrics like they’re Molotovs, laced with rage and raw truth. Known for performing barefoot and bleeding by the end of every show.

🎸 Noelle "Nox" Vega (Lead Guitar / FX Wizard)
Puerto Rican shredder with a physics degree and a pedalboard built from junkyard parts. She speaks three languages — four if you count distortion. Her solos? They don’t melt faces; they dissolve them.

🥁 Koda Rinz (Drums / Street Philosopher)
Half-poet, half-brawler. Raised by subway dancers and vinyl collectors, Koda’s beats sound like trash cans getting kicked down tenement stairwells — in perfect time. Always drumming, even in his sleep.

🎹 Echo Rowe (Synths / Scream Textures / Visuals)
The silent one. Echo doesn’t talk much, but his synth work sounds like a riot at 3AM. Also responsible for their chaotic visuals and the recurring raven motif in their shows. Rumor has it he lives in an abandoned radio tower in Queens.

🎸 Twitchy Lex (Bass / Vibe Damage Control)
Lex is the glue, or maybe the duct tape. Raised on R&B but corrupted by noise rock, he brings the groove — the dangerous kind that gets under your skin and sets off car alarms.

Their Breakout Track: "Get Out My Way"
A sonic punch to the throat, "Get Out My Way" is a war cry against complacency, gentrification, and anyone walking slow on a New York sidewalk. With a chorus that hits like a riot chant and verses that spit pure venom, it’s already being banned from small-town radio — which only makes it louder.

The 5th Exit isn’t asking for your attention. They’re taking it.
You can either move... or get run over.
Track(s)
Get Out My Way 4999 02:08

Get Out My Way

The 5th Exit


Yo! Yo!
Watch out! I’m comin’ through!
MOVE!

I came to wreck it slam like a hammer
Stomp in your club like a Bronx bandana
Shake the floor make the ceiling drop
When I step in the room everybody go POP!

No chill I’m a wildfire loose
Bounce like a ball in a cage of abuse
Say my name say it LOUD like a chant
Whole block jumpin’ like a riot they can’t stand!

Get out my way! (Hey!)
I don’t play! (No!)
I came to JUMP!
You better pray! (Woo!)
Get out my way! (MOVE!)
I don’t play! (UH!)
I bring that heat
Like every day!

Step aside I’m the main event
Got bass in my chest I don’t need no rent
Spit fire like I’m breakin' a curse
One punchline put your crew in a hearse!

Hands up high like a stick-up move
Whole room shakes when I hit that groove
I ain’t calm I’m a chaos breed
Y’all better duck when I plant this seed!

Get out my way! (Hey!)
I don’t play! (No!)
I came to JUMP!
You better pray!
Get out my way!
I don’t play!
I bring that HEAT
Like every day!

Jump! Jump! Jump!
Till the roof caves in!
Jump! Jump! Jump!
Let the riot begin!
Jump! Jump! Jump!
No peace no sleep!
Jump! Jump! Jump!
We play for keeps!

CREDITS
Performer: The 5th Exit
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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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 3351 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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Contando los Minuto...
Ricky Daz

Verified Verified Artist

Ricky Daz
Hailing from the sultry soundscape of Miami, Ricky Daz is the coastal city's keeper of infectious dance beats & lively tunes. With his most notable track "Contando los Minutos (feat Rome K)", Daz's feel-good grooves have placed him firmly on the indie dance radar.

Born and bred under the sweat-soaked dancehalls and neon nights of Miami, Ricky embodies the very essence of the city - hot, vibrant, and indulgent. His music isn't just made for glittering nights out, but also for cool mornings where last night's adrenaline still hums in your veins. The boy's got rhythm in his blood, and Miami's heart in his tracks.

With "Contando los Minutos", Ricky has combined relatable tale-telling with hard-hitting choreography, creating an irresistible dance floor pull. Using a radiant tonal palette, Daz evokes the pulsating rhythms of his city, blending soulful Latin beats with a punchy EDM undercurrent. Each beat hits like the Florida sun - vibrant and full of life.

Our man Daz isn't just an artist; he's a soundtrack to a city that never sleeps - always moving, always dancing, and forever happy. With every new release, he continues to develop a pulsating landscape of indulgent dance music, turning fleeting moments into timeless melodies. Ricky Daz, remember the name, because he's writing the rhythm of Miami, one beat at a time.

Contando los Minutos (feat Rome K)

Ricky Daz


(Rome K)

[Verso 1]
Te vi cruzar la pista (uh oh)
Y el tiempo se me fue sin prisa (oh yeah)
Tu sombra baila con mi risa
No sé tu nombre pero ya me hipnotiza

(Hey Rome!)
Cada paso que das es un reto
Tus caderas me lanzan un decreto
Esta noche no quiero secretos
Solo tú y yo sin pretextos

[Pre-Coro]
Estoy contando los minutos (uh oh)
Para verte mover tan bruto (oh oh yeah)
Dímelo ya sin susto
Que tú también lo sientes lo intuyo

[Coro]
Baila conmigo no esperes más
Tu cuerpo pide y yo quiero dar
El ritmo nos lleva sin preguntar
Contigo la noche va a explotar (boom boom)
Baila conmigo te quiero ya
Tus ojos dicen que esto va a estallar
(Yeah yeah… Hey Rome!)

[Puente – susurro + adlibs]
Y cuando llegue el momento (uh oh)
Quiero perderme en tu movimiento (slow slow)
No pares no pares — sigue el viento
Esta canción es nuestro argumento

[Verso 2]
Luces bajan tú subes el nivel
Lo tuyo es arte no lo ves
Eres el ritmo que yo soñé
(Oh yeah… Rome let’s go!)

Tus labios marcan el compás
Y yo no quiero mirar atrás
Si esto es un juego quiero más
Tú me enciendes como gas

[Coro – repeat]
Baila conmigo no esperes más
Tu cuerpo pide y yo quiero dar
El ritmo nos lleva sin preguntar
Contigo la noche va a explotar
Baila conmigo te quiero ya
Tus ojos dicen que esto va a estallar
(Oh yeah… Hey Rome! uh uh…)

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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You Left Your Name ...
Wade Hollis

Verified Verified Artist

Wade Hollis
Wade Hollis doesn’t chase the spotlight — he moves through the world like a shadow at dusk, quietly carving songs out of silence and sand. Born somewhere between the border towns of New Mexico and West Texas, he grew up surrounded by static-filled radio, motel ceilings, and the hum of distant freight trains.

His voice is weathered, like desert wood — raw, honest, and unpolished. Every lyric he writes feels like a road he’s driven a hundred times and still doesn’t fully understand. There’s no big team behind him, no hometown hero narrative. Just a guitar, a gravel road, and the ache of never quite belonging.

Hollis doesn’t stream anywhere else. His music lives exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, like postcards from a place most people drive past but never stop to feel. If you’ve ever stared out of a car window at 2 a.m. and felt both free and completely lost — you’ve already heard Wade Hollis, whether you knew it or not.
Track(s)
You Left Your Name Open 51141 04:24
Lonely on the Road 28039 04:23

You Left Your Name Open

Wade Hollis


You never closed the salt jar tight
Your chair still leans to the left
The spoon you used is upside down
Like it forgot your breath

The balcony plant asks less light now
The floor knows where you stood
My shirts all hang a little wrong
Like fabric understood

You left your name open—
In the drawer in the rug in the swing
It creaks your rhythm
Not a ghost—just a string
You left your name open—
And it hums when I cook when I think
It’s not heartbreak
It’s ink

The fruit went soft before I ate
I saved it like a dare
The faucet sings in your old tone
Like grief pretending care

You left your name open—
Not screaming not lost not loud
Just tucked in sounds
That don’t need a crowd
You left your name open—
No frames no shrine no drink
Just weightless
But it sinks

I live around you
Like pages live around a word
Not erased
Just blurred

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

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All for One Y.
Ayvenn

Verified Verified Artist

Ayvenn
Ayvenn was born and raised in Clearwater Heights, a quiet hillside town in Georgia where music wasn’t just background noise — it was how people coped, celebrated, and remembered. From Sunday gospel choirs to late-night Latin radio, the sounds around him shaped a boy who rarely spoke, but always listened. In silence, he learned to interpret the world. And when he began writing lyrics, it wasn’t about performance — it was about decoding feelings he couldn’t name.

Fusing Pop and R&B with understated Latin textures, Ayvenn crafts music that feels more like film than formula. His voice is warm, restrained, and precise — a narrator of emotional undercurrents rather than explosions. Each track unfolds slowly, deliberately, like memories coming into focus. There’s clarity in his subtlety, weight in his pauses.

His breakout song, “All for One Y.” was born from an unexpected connection. Hakan E — the mind behind Filodyo, known for his instinct in spotting rare talent — reached out after hearing early demos from Ayvenn. He sent a short message and a concept: “This isn’t a love song. It’s a math problem.” That idea resonated deeply. To Ayvenn, the X’s weren’t just variables — they were past mistakes, unanswered questions, the people he couldn’t quite hold onto. And the “Y”? The reason he kept trying.

Ayvenn recorded the song in a single late-night session, layering vocals with surgical attention, pulling tension from silence, and shaping each detail until it echoed with something intimate and real. To Solve for Y isn’t just a debut — it’s an internal dialogue turned outward, crafted for anyone who’s ever tried to explain a feeling they didn’t fully understand.

Now, Ayvenn is building a sound that’s emotionally meticulous, sonically immersive, and unmistakably his own. Every track is a quiet revelation. Every heartbreak, every wrong turn — part of the formula. And somewhere, at the end of it, is the answer. Always her.
Track(s)
All for One Y. 16986 04:18

All for One Y.

Ayvenn


Uuuh
Aaaa
I had the chalk I had the board
Thought I knew what I was fighting for

I mapped it out like a perfect line
Variables dancing in my mind
Tried to graph where you might be
But love don’t fit no geometry

Slopes and curves they lied to me
No formula for what you see
You’re that value off the grid
And I solved what no one ever did

Every X I tried to crack
Led me closer no way back
Thought I had it all misread
But you were waiting up ahead

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To get one inch closer to Y (uh-huh)
I carried numbers like they were names
Till the moment you met my eye (ooooh)
It’s a mess of signs and endless tries
But now your logic redefines (yeaaah)
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to solve for a single Y

(Uuh uuh — that single Y)
(Aaah all those Xs I tried)

Circle back erase the trace
You’re the answer that now holds its place
I tried dividing all the pain
But you were constant in the rain

Was it sine or just a sign?
You curved in at the perfect time
I drew a heart inside the square
And this time you were really there

I factored in the nights alone
Calculated love unknown
But this equation found its truth
When all the numbers pointed to you

I reduced and simplified
You multiplied what’s deep inside
Left the questions in the dust
Now the formula is us

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To find the one and only Y (yeah yeah)
I carried numbers like they were names
But you gave meaning to the why (no no)
It’s a mess of signs and endless tries
Now it all aligns no need to lie (uh-huh)
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to solve for a single Y

(Uuh that final Y)
(Aaaah no more Xs I…)

Maybe you were undefined
In the limits of my mind
An asymptote I chased in vain
Till you stood right in the frame

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To stand here holding onto Y
I carried numbers like they were weights
But now the answer meets the sky
The signs were loud the tries were wild
But now I see the reason why
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to know that Y was you

(Uuh you’re my Y)
(Aaaah it’s always been you)

So I drop the pen the work is done
You were the proof the only one
No more math no more try
You’re my answer — you’re my Y

CREDITS
Performer: Ayvenn
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 3914 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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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 4140 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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Afterglow
Emberlight

Verified Verified Artist

Emberlight
With a sound as vibrant and electric as the city skyline, Emberlight sparkles atop the New York music scene like a well-placed disco ball. This dazzling fem duo is crafting dance-centric eargasms in a city that never sleeps, and admirers say the afterbuzz is real.

Maybe it's the infectious charm of Jade and Sapphire, the synth-crafting mavens behind Emberlight - a happy byproduct of insomnia spent pumping out beats and laughing into the eternity of the early dawn. Or perhaps it's the uncanny ability to paint every corner of your brain with catchy hooks and foot-shaking rhythms, the kind that leaves you humming in the bathroom mirror, hours after the party ends.

"The secret?" Jade says, turning a knob on her mixer, before glancing up with twinkling eyes of mischief, "is pizza slices at 3am. New York's finest greased cardboard cuisine. That's where the magic happens." Sapphire rolls her eyes, fiddling with a tangled synth cable, "It's synesthesia," she corrects, "Our music tastes like a pepperoni pizza."

Their standout track "Afterglow" is proof enough - drenched in sunlight, the dance anthem bounces around your heart like a cute kick-ass kangaroo playing jump rope. It glistens and pops with precisely the kind of joy-sparking energy we need in these seriously grey times. Emberlight crafts electronic music that ignites the dancefloor, and keeps the embers burning long after last call. And isn't that a delicious nightcap to sip on?
Track(s)
Afterglow 4473 03:14

Afterglow

Emberlight



Woke up to the sound of trains
Running fast through yesterday
No mirror could hold that face
So I drew one in the rain

Told myself the weight was gone
But it echoed every dawn
Now I’ve stitched a different skin
One that doesn’t let you in

Built from pieces I denied (wooh)
Wore the truth and dropped the pride (yeah)
Not your echo not your echo
I define the afterglow (ay-ay)

No reruns in my mind
You were static dressed as light
Cut the strings that moved my hands
Now I write with no demands

Flipped the script the ink still dries
But I own each fragile line
Don’t need saving don’t need signs
I’m the storm you left behind

Built from pieces I denied (uh)
Wore the truth and dropped the pride (yeah)
Not your echo not your echo
I define the afterglow (woo ay-ay)

[Rap Verse – Male Vocal]
You thought I'd stay in the loop
Blueprint faded now I reboot
No rewind I’m not your past
New codes written in contrast

Cut ties like a data breach
Your reach got no hold on me
Was a ghost in your design
Now I ride the faultline

Every word I bit my tongue for
Every knock I held the door for
Now I tally scars like trophies
Turned the weight into my glory

Told ‘em I don’t chase old maps
Built new routes through all collapse
My name don’t echo back through yours
I'm the upgrade I’m the force (yeah)

Built from pieces I denied (uh)
Wore the truth and dropped the pride (yeah)
Not your echo not your echo
I define the afterglow (woo ay-ay)

Oooh
I left it all in that room
Keys turned locked the gloom

[Final Chorus]
Built from pieces I denied (yeah-yeah)
Wore the truth and dropped the pride (uh-huh)
Not your echo not your echo
I define the afterglow (let it shine ay-ay wooh)

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

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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? 4396 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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On the Road Again
Sara Durian

Verified Verified Artist

Sara Durian
Sara Durian is Germany’s undisputed disco queen, electrifying dance floors since the early 2000s with her glitter-drenched beats and futuristic soul. Born in Düsseldorf and raised on a steady diet of Kraftwerk, Donna Summer, and underground Berlin house parties, Sara blends retro grooves with neon-drenched modernity. Her signature sound? A cosmic fusion of French touch, Eurodisco, and synth-heavy pop—unmistakably hers, instantly addictive.

From smoky Berlin clubs to Tokyo fashion runways, Sara has turned every stage into a mirrorball-lit sanctuary. Her voice—sultry, robotic, divine—has been sampled by countless DJs but never duplicated. Whether she’s spinning vinyl or headlining queer festivals across Europe, Sara owns the night like a shimmering phantom of funk.

Still active and more radiant than ever, her legacy is not nostalgia—it’s now. With platinum blond curls and chrome stilettos, she struts through time with a wink and a bass drop.

Her mantra? “All drama, all disco.”
Track(s)
On the Road Again 4393 02:31

On the Road Again

Sara Durian


You had me sold with a whisper
Pulled me close
Said
"You're my best friend"
Now I'm standin' on the shoulder
Of the highway while you're leavin' again

Well
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again

You packed me up in the morning
After you picked me up in the night
And I know you didn't mean it
When you said you were my last ride

Well
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again

Well
When I get to heaven
I'm gonna know
'Cause it's gonna look like New Mexico

And
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again

Yeah
I'll be on the road again
Oh
Baby
I'll be on the road again

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

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Another Shot
Melly Rich

Verified 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.
Track(s)
Another Shot 2761 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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Memories That Stay
Dax Merrill

Verified Verified Artist

Dax Merrill
Imagine the grit and spirit of Seattle's best alternative music, colored with the blues of an often-drizzly city. Enter Dax Merrill, an artist who manages to distill the emotional richness of his surroundings into his melancholic masterpieces.

Dax hails from the birthplace of grunge, drawing upon the city's legacy with his murky, atmospheric guitar riffs and a voice that's gravelly yet beautiful. His music is an evocative blend of the gloomy skies and evergreen optimism of Seattle, weaved seamlessly within the fabric of his melancholic melodies.

From his mother's garage, he first strummed out the notes of a self-taught spells. His most notable song, "Memories That Stay", is a haunting testament to his past—a cathartic narration of his journey and a tribute to his resilient spirit.

Dax Merrill is as real as it gets, mates—unapologetically raw, generously insightful, undeniably talented. He's your heart's post-rain fog, the echoing muse on those sleepless nights. Listening to Dax is like tracing the outline of your own emotions, one chord at a time. So grab your headphones and let this Seattle-sound virtuoso take you on a sonorous adventure of an indie kind.
Track(s)
Memories That Stay 3003 02:49

Memories That Stay

Dax Merrill



If it was just about the missing
Then I'd be long gone
'Cause no one else has got me feeling
The way you did all along

But I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone
Yeah
And I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone

And it's those little things that make me smile
Yeah
I feel it every time you cross my mind
'Cause it's not about the things we could've been
It's about the memories we made
The memories that stay

You used to hate my bad decisions
And that I made 'em on my own
And all my efforts at forgiveness
I should've shown all along

But I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone
Yeah
And I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone

And it's those little things that make me smile
Yeah
I feel it every time you cross my mind
'Cause it's not about the things we could've been
It's about the memories we made
The memories that stay

CREDITS
Performer: Dax Merrill
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 4928 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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Time to Get Loose
Martian Mark

Verified Verified Artist

Martian Mark
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.

Time to Get Loose

Martian Mark


It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose

Hit the floor
Drop it low
Raise the roof
Lose control
Time to go
Take it slow
Bring it back
Give me more
No need to run
Baby
Don't be scared
The night's still young
We can dance all night

When it gets to be too much
Let the bass kick in
When you're feeling out of touch
Let the bass kick in

It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose

Find a way
Take a chance
Turn around
Take my hand
We can go
Find a place
Move your body
Pick up the pace
No need to run
Baby
Don't be scared
The night's still young
We can dance all night

When it gets to be too much
Let the bass kick in
When you're feeling out of touch
Let the bass kick in

It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose

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

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Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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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) 4453 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.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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