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Tuesday Night Code
Fever Pilots
Verified Artist
Fever Pilots
Meet the Fever Pilots, a dynamic pop duo with a penchant for the unconventional, a self-styled outfit carving an adventurous path in the frenetic heart of the UK music scene. Their sound, a sonic cocktail soaked in audacious innovation and spice, attracts as much as it defies description.
Forged in the industrial heat and flames of Birmingham, these two troubadours took the raw materials of their working-class background and fashioned them into a sonic boom. They're a hard-edged, heavy beat force, punctuated with lighthearted lyrics echoing the humdrum of everyday life, yet imbuing it with a shimmering musical alchemy. Artists? Yes, but these guys are more like mad scientists toiling away in a pop lab, conjuring up infectious tunes.
Their track "Tuesday Night Code" deserves more than a footnote here. Imagine the most vivid dream you've ever had, now combine that with a chorus catchier than a fisherman's hook and you've got the gist of it. It's a song that fills every corner with a tumbling digital soundscape and hooks a plenty. Bottom line: Fever Pilots aren't just on auto-pilot, they're aiming for the stratosphere and we ought to be strapping in for the ride!
Tuesday Night Code
Fever Pilots
[Intro]
(Ooh)
Yeah yeah
Uh-huh
Look at that
Look at that
You said forever on a Tuesday night
By Thursday you were outta sight
Had your name all over my screen
Now it’s just a memory machine
Funny how the silence got loud
Funny how you’re nowhere around
Used to know the code to my heart
Now you couldn’t find where to start
I was waitin’ by the telephone
Every little buzz had me gone
Now I let it ring all night long
You can’t call me back
Too late for that
I already packed up all the feelings that I had
You can’t call me back
No turnin’ back
Found a better rhythm when you slipped right through my hands
Oh-oh-oh
I’m good like that
Oh-oh-oh
You can’t call me back
Saw your picture through a friend’s friend’s post
Thought I’d feel somethin’ almost
But the room kept spinnin’ just fine
Guess the sun still knows how to shine
Every promise got a price tag now
Every “sorry” sounds the same somehow
You can send another late-night text
But I ain’t the one that’s next
I was waitin’ by the telephone
Every little buzz had me gone
Now I let it ring all night long
You can’t call me back
Too late for that
I already packed up all the feelings that I had
You can’t call me back
No turnin’ back
Found a better rhythm when you slipped right through my hands
Oh-oh-oh
I’m good like that
Oh-oh-oh
You can’t call me back
Na-na-na
Look who’s lonely now
Na-na-na
Tryna figure it out
Ha!
That’s funny somehow
[Final Chorus]
You can’t call me back
Too late for that
I already packed up all the feelings that I had
You can’t call me back
No turnin’ back
Found a better rhythm when you slipped right through my hands
Oh-oh-oh
I’m good like that
Oh-oh-oh
You can’t call me back
Yeah yeah
Too late now
(Ooh)
You can’t call me back… 🎵
CREDITS
Performer: Fever Pilots
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Fire on the Floor
Zuriq Stone
Verified Artist
Zuriq Stone
Zuriq Stone is a rising Afrobeat pop artist blending African rhythmic heritage with modern global pop energy. Born into a city shaped by street music, dance, and late-night radio sounds, he developed a style rooted in groove and movement rather than trends. His music balances infectious dance rhythms with a confident vocal presence, carrying a natural African accent that feels raw, warm, and unmistakably authentic.
Drawing inspiration from everyday urban life, Zuriq Stone creates songs built for motion. Whether it is the pulse of a crowded street or the freedom of a packed dance floor, his sound focuses on connection and momentum. English lyrics form the core of his songwriting, often joined by short phrases in African languages that turn his choruses into shared chants rather than just hooks.
Zuriq Stone releases his music on Filodyo, where his tracks are curated as part of a new wave of global pop shaped by African rhythms and contemporary production. Designed for both digital platforms and real-world listening environments, his songs move seamlessly from playlists to dance floors, reflecting Filodyo’s vision of modern, forward-moving music culture.
Fire on the Floor
Zuriq Stone
Yeah yeah
Mm listen now
We don’t slow down tonight
Sun drop low on the city line
Heart beat sync with the bass this time
No map no rules no rewind
We move as one no border signs
I came up from the rhythm street
Barefoot dreams and a hungry beat
Every scar got a story loud
Every move say I’m here right now
When the drums talk I obey
Feel it rise under my skin
No fear when the lights go red
This is where we begin
Moto moto fire on the floor
Songa mbele give me more
Twende pamoja don’t let go
Tonight we burn tonight we glow
Moto moto hear them say
Maisha ni sasa now not someday
Body talk when the words say no
Tonight we burn tonight we glow
Eh eh eh
Move it closer
Eh eh eh
Right here
Gold chain swing with the tempo fast
Every step make the moment last
DJ spin that truth so loud
From Lagos nights to the London crowd
No sleep when the vibe too strong
Whole world sing when the hook come on
If you feel lost follow sound
This beat gonna hold you down
When the drums talk I obey
Feel it rise under my skin
No fear when the lights go red
This is where we begin
Moto moto fire on the floor
Songa mbele give me more
Twende pamoja don’t let go
Tonight we burn tonight we glow
Moto moto hear them say
Maisha ni sasa now not someday
Body talk when the words say no
Tonight we burn tonight we glow
Hands up no delay
From the block to the cabana
Left foot right foot sway
We don’t need no permission
Heat jump crowd reply
Every face got a reason
One night one time
Let the rhythm make the decision
Moto moto fire on the floor
Songa mbele give me more
Twende pamoja don’t let go
Tonight we burn tonight we glow
Moto moto hear them say
Maisha ni sasa now not someday
Body talk when the words say no
Tonight we burn tonight we glow
Yeah
We don’t slow down
Mm
Africa to the world
CREDITS
Performer: Zuriq Stone
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Call Dropped at 3 AM
Eli Varnish
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.
Call Dropped at 3 AM
Eli Varnish
Alright…
Yeah yeah don’t tune it too much
Let it breathe
Okay… one two…
Woke up late with the room still shaking
Ashtray full of things I didn’t say
Mirror asks me for an explanation
I tell it “man not today”
Shoes by the door still smell like last night
Clock keeps lying I let it talk
City hums in a crooked rhythm
Like it learned that walk from me
Hey bass… keep it walking
Yeah like that
Don’t rush it
Every plan I make shows up half dressed
Every promise comes out second best
If I fall behind the beat again
Just leave some space I’ll land it then
This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
It trips on truth then calls it a friend
If I sound wrong don’t fix it too soon
That’s where the story sneaks through
Yeah this ain’t clean this ain’t controlled
It’s a loose wire looking for a soul
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do
Hold up…
Let the horn say something
Yeah… go on
(long slide in slightly late)
Mmm… listen
Man… that thing’s complaining
Let him talk
I’m almost done… almost
Sorry… not sorry
(rimshot)
There’s a voice in my head clapping off time
Says “You always push you never wait”
I said “If I slow down I might notice
Everything I try to escape”
Barroom light keeps flickering jokes
Like it knows where I’ve been
Every sound wants a turn at the mic
Even the quiet wants in
Yeah… that’s it
Don’t smooth it out
No no
If this night’s a gamble I roll it bent
Lose my balance call it intent
Break the rule then play it twice
Mess it up till it sounds right
This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
Falls apart then stands again
If my voice cracks just let it through
That’s what it came here to do
Yeah this ain’t neat this ain’t polite
It’s just breath fighting with the night
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do
Alright…
Don’t stop it
Let it ring
Yeah… that’s enough
CREDITS
Performer: Eli Varnish
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Everyday Weight
Elara Stone
Verified Artist
Elara Stone
She makes music for the hours when clarity doesn’t arrive on time. Her songs sit between late-night electronic culture and everyday emotional friction, carried by a vocal that avoids performance and leans into presence. There’s no melodrama here, no oversized hooks. Instead, she works with restraint, letting repetition, silence, and subtle shifts do the heavy lifting, capturing the tension of modern relationships and the quiet pressure of daily life.
Sonically, her work draws from melancholic drum and bass and deep electronic traditions, but filters them through a distinctly current lens. Beats roll rather than hit, bass appears just long enough to leave a trace, and arrangements resist obvious peaks. Her voice is treated as part of the architecture, close, controlled, and emotionally distant, floating above the rhythm instead of chasing it. It’s music built for movement and reflection at the same time.
Her releases live within the carefully curated worlds of Filodyo and NOT FM, platforms that prioritise context over noise and long-form listening over instant impact. In that sense, her music isn’t chasing trends, it’s designed to exist alongside them, quietly confident, emotionally precise, and very much of its moment.
Everyday Weight
Elara Stone
Days stack up without asking
Deadlines talk before we do
Small mistakes grow teeth quickly
When you’re trying to stay true
Plans bend out of their own shape
Words land wrong then multiply
Nothing ends nothing settles
We just learn what to deny
I’m tired of fixing the timing
Tired of reading every sign
We keep choosing what sounds easy
Then we pay for it in time
Life feels heavy in small ways
Not enough to make a sound
Love gets stuck in explanations
That keep going in a round
We don’t break we just tangle
Try to pull without a map
Every day asks something different
And never tells us where to stand
Conversations turn to tactics
Every pause becomes a test
Saying less feels safer lately
Even when we mean our best
We trade honesty for balance
Call it calm but feel the cost
Nothing wrong with wanting steady
Just don’t lose what made us talk
We don’t need another answer
We don’t need to win the night
I just want a moment quiet
Where the pressure drops its bite
Life feels heavy in small ways
It adds up before we know
Love gets lost in fine decisions
We were never meant to solve
We don’t fall we just circle
Looking for a cleaner path
Every day asks something different
And leaves the rest to us
Maybe this is how it happens
Not dramatic not fast
Just the weight of daily choosing
Stacked against the past
Life feels heavy in small ways
But it’s still the one we take
Love is work without instructions
That we learn by what we break
We don’t fix it all tonight
We don’t need to understand
We just stay inside the motion
Doing what we can
Tomorrow’s already forming
Before we get some rest
I don’t need it to be simple
I just need it to be honest
CREDITS
Performer: Elara Stone
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Waves Don’t Ask Why
Wires and Petals
Verified Artist
Wires and Petals
Formed in the late 2010s, Wires and Petals is a producer duo that blends intricate electronic sound design with emotional songwriting. Hailing from Lyon, France, the two longtime friends—Julien Moreau and Armand Lefèvre—first bonded over a shared obsession with underground house records and modular synthesizers.
Their name, Wires and Petals, reflects the duality in their music: wires for the technical, machine-driven side of production, and petals for the organic, poetic sensitivity they bring into their melodies and lyrics. The result is progressive house that feels both intimate and expansive—ideal for quiet headphone journeys or sunrise festival moments.
Known for their reflective male vocals processed into lush vocal chops, their tracks slowly evolve through layered arpeggios, textured pads, and deep, hypnotic grooves. They’ve been described as “emotional architects of the dancefloor,” carefully crafting transitions that build tension and release with elegance.
Beyond the studio, Julien and Armand are known for their warm personalities and playful approach to collaboration. Whether they’re joking around in the studio or testing new tracks in front of small club crowds, Wires and Petals carry an authenticity that sets them apart from many of their contemporaries. With each release, they aim to push the boundaries of progressive house while staying true to their philosophy: music that moves both the body and the heart.
Waves Don’t Ask Why
Wires and Petals
I walked too far to start again
But too close to turn away
The sky didn't open —
But I moved anyway
Heartbeat aligned with the sound
Footsteps lost never found
I don’t speak to the wind anymore
It never stayed to listen
But you —
You stayed quiet…
And I heard everything
Time doesn’t fold like a map
We stretch with every turn
The world spins without asking
But we — we learn
And if the tide forgets my name
Let it
I only needed the pull
CREDITS
Performer: Wires and Petals
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Plastic Crown
Dara Montel
Verified Artist
Dara Montel
Emerging from the gritty depths of Detroit’s dance scene, brimming with talent and charisma, Dara Montel is the nervy answer to the city's hardcore techno thirst. Known best for her dance-devoted, melancholic twister "Plastic Crown," Dara's name has spun in the underground circles like a rogue vinyl tossed into a cyberspace jukebox.
Our Motor City minx entered the scene somewhat cagily, her piercing blue eyes full of stories almost as deep as the bass lines she commands. She distils raw emotions into dance-ready soundscapes, affirming that tears are permitted even on the most electrified dance floors. Like the mysterious femme fatale prowling through the ruins of a John Carpenter flick, Montel's music envelops you in its brooding embrace.
Dara's playful wit is just as intoxicating as her infectious grooves. With a knack for turning pain into art, she continues to defy Detroit's icy weather, radiating heat one tear-stained synth at a time. Her “Plastic Crown,” fittingly, feels neither plastic nor regal—it's pure, cathartic Dara Montel. You’d better get on this vibe train, 'cos it ain't stopping anytime soon.
The Dara Montel revolution won't be televised, it'll be danced. So go on, put on that Plastic Crown, let the sadness seep into your soul and boogie like it’s the end of the world. Detroit’s dark dance queen reigns supreme.
Plastic Crown
Dara Montel
You walk in slow
Like you own the room
Cheap little grin
With a silver spoon
Say my name twice
Like it makes you tall
I don’t look up
I just let you fall
You talk too loud
For a little spark
I count your lies
Like cards in the dark
I don’t bite
I just smile real mean
Keep my hands clean
On the crime scene
You act tough
But you bow back down
I look cute
With a plastic crown
Yeah yeah
Plastic crown
Yeah yeah
[Vocal Tremolo Effect]
Bow back down
Don’t call me sweet
I’m a bad excuse
For the kind of girl
That would wait on you
Got red shoes on
And a bored little face
I don’t run fast
I just change the race
You talk too much
For a silent room
I cut the fuse
Then I blame the moon
I don’t bite
I just smile real mean
Keep my hands clean
On the crime scene
You act tough
But you bow back down
I look cute
With a plastic crown
Yeah yeah
Plastic crown
Yeah yeah
[Vocal Tremolo Effect]
Bow back down
Ha
Look at you
Trying hard
That’s adorable
Ha
Move along
You were never
That important
[Final Chorus]
I don’t bite
I just smile real mean
Keep my hands clean
On the crime scene
You act tough
But you bow back down
I look cute
With a plastic crown
Yeah yeah
Plastic crown
Yeah yeah
Bow back down
Tiny king
Tiny throne
Tiny crown
All alone
CREDITS
Performer: Dara Montel
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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But North Keeps
The Absents
Verified Artist
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.
But North Keeps
The Absents
Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
Morning stations breathe a scent of iron
Words melt in my hands like shards of ice
Even when I speak it’s someone else’s song
Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn
This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else
Cracked windows hold the faces of other lives
Salted bread is torn with prayers I can’t translate
I keep the roofs of distant houses in my eyes
But the mailbox stays empty — no one arrives
Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn
This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else
A ticket in my pocket
Its destination still a stranger
Maybe it’s one-way out
Or just another foreign land
Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
And I keep walking without a border to cross
CREDITS
Performer: The Absents
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Just Like That
Checkmate
Verified Artist
Checkmate
Checkmate formed in London out of restlessness rather than intention. Different neighborhoods, different backgrounds, same impulse: to move, to react, to play music that refuses to stand still. Ska was never a costume for them, it was a language. Fast rhythms, sharp turns, humor used as defiance. They grew up surrounded by noise, contradictions, and crowded streets, and their sound reflects that constant motion.
Their music is playful but not careless, political without slogans, chaotic but precise. Each member brings a different energy, and none of them try to smooth those edges out.
Checkmate thrives on contrast: bright melodies against nervous tension, joy next to disruption. What comes out is loud, physical, and alive. Their releases are heard only on Filodyo and NOT FM, where movement matters more than polish and nothing is forced to sit quietly in the background.
Just Like That
Checkmate
Bus is late but the sun is out
Someone’s laughing way too loud
Corner shop knows my face
Same old song same old place
Shoelace broke still on time
Found a coin lost my mind
Nothing special nothing deep
But today’s been good to me
Radio plays that beat again
Head goes left feet say “amen”
I wasn’t looking for a sign
But the street feels right in time
Life’s doing fine yeah look around
Sticky tables familiar sounds
Not a movie not a plan
Just a good day where I stand
Life’s doing fine no big parade
Just walking slow no rush today
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I like it just like that
Coffee spills laugh it off
Wrong turn but I don’t stop
Shoes too tight shirt’s too thin
Still smiling when I walk in
Someone hums the tune I know
Traffic moves then says hello
Nothing changed still feels new
Guess the trick is how you view
No winning streak no finish line
Just wasting time and feeling fine
If this moment’s all I get
I’m not mad at it yet
Life’s doing fine yeah look around
Bent street signs old beat-up towns
Not a headline not a scam
Just a good day where I stand
Life’s doing fine no big parade
Late night talks cheap lemonade
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I like it just like that
Maybe tomorrow’s loud and rough
But today’s already enough
No promises no advice
Just breathing in a decent life
Life’s doing fine hear that horn
Someone dancing someone bored
Not a dream not a trap
Just a moment and I’ll clap
Life’s doing fine I’ll say it twice
Not perfect but it’s nice
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I love it just like that
Just like that
Yeah just like that
CREDITS
Performer: Checkmate
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Muoviti Così
Ornella
Verified Artist
Ornella
Ornella grew up in northern Italy, educated in a Catholic girls’ school where silence, discipline, and ritual shaped her early relationship with sound. Choir rehearsals, echoing halls, and the contrast between strict structure and private imagination became part of her musical memory. While others followed the rules, she listened for what existed between them. Her first melodies were written quietly, often late at night, more as reflections than performances.
Her music today carries that same restraint and emotional clarity. Minimal arrangements, warm harmonies, and a voice that never overreaches. Ornella does not chase drama; she lets it arrive on its own. There is a sense of intimacy in her work, as if the listener is allowed into something unfinished and honest. Her releases are available only on Filodyo and NOT FM, where her sound lives without interruption, expectation, or noise.
Muoviti Così
Ornella
La radio sorride piano
La porta gira entra il sole
Tacchi leggeri sul pavimento
Tutto sembra già possibile
Senza dirlo apertamente
Un passo avanti uno indietro
Il ritmo nasce da sé
Non serve fare rumore
Quando il corpo sa perché
Un battito poi due
E tutto parte da qui
Muoviti così
Senza pensarci troppo
Lascia andare
Vieni un po’ più vicino
Muoviti così
Con quel sorriso lì
La giornata cambia
Se la prendi così
Le vetrine fanno l’occhiolino
La città gioca con noi
Ogni sguardo è una promessa
Che non chiede mai di più
La musica entra leggera
Ti prende senza far male
È una danza quotidiana
Che ti viene naturale
Un battito poi due
Il resto viene da sé
Muoviti così
Senza pensarci troppo
Lascia andare
Vieni un po’ più vicino
Muoviti così
Con quel sorriso lì
La giornata cambia
Se la prendi così
Ah
Così va bene
Ah
Non serve altro
Muoviti così
La radio resta accesa
CREDITS
Performer: Ornella
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Turn It Over
Cold Empires
Verified Artist
Cold Empires
Cold Empires is a high-energy trio from London whose music fuses hip-hop bravado with EDM’s explosive power. The group is made up of rapper Jamal Rivers, lyricist/MC Ethan Cole, and powerhouse vocalist Sienna Brooks. Together, they bring an unstoppable mix of raw verses, soaring hooks, and chant-driven crowd anthems designed for the biggest stages.
Jamal grew up in Brixton, raised on a steady diet of UK grime and American hip-hop, perfecting his rapid-fire delivery in underground battles. Ethan, born in Manchester, came from a background in electronic production, cutting his teeth as a DJ before stepping forward as both a writer and performer. Sienna, the daughter of a jazz pianist from Brighton, grew up singing gospel and soul before embracing the adrenaline of modern pop performance.
The trio met during a festival workshop in Ibiza, instantly recognizing their shared obsession with blending rap, electronic drops, and big-room hooks. Their debut single, Turn It Over, is the result: a bold, festival-ready anthem built for dance floors, packed with call-and-response energy, pounding kicks, and chant-style hooks that keep the crowd locked in.
Available exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, Cold Empires are carving out their own lane—one that thrives on intensity, collaboration, and the unstoppable spirit of the party.
Turn It Over
Cold Empires
Yeah!
Turn it over turn it over now!
Uh-huh!
Let’s go!
Runnin’ through the blocks got my heartbeat kickin’
Steel on my feet and the wheels keep spinnin’
Bass in my chest like a downtown riot
Hands in the air if you just can’t fight it
Skyscraper bounce in the middle of the lane
Every light flashin’ can’t stay the same
Heat in the air yeah the night’s our stage
Flip it one more time let’s break that cage
Turn it over! (Hey!)
Spin it ‘round now! (Hey!)
Turn it over! (Hey!)
Never slow down! (Hey!)
We keep movin’ we keep burnin’
Ride that beat the city’s turnin’
Turn it over! (Hey!)
Never slow down! (Hey!)
Jump to the left now slide to the right
We don’t wait for the day we ignite the night
Steam on the glass when the crowd gets near
Every move we make yeah the world can hear
We’re wired up loud with the floor still shakin’
No pause button no chance we’re takin’
Hands to the roof keep the vibe on fire
Drop it one more time lift it even higher
Turn it over! (Hey!)
Spin it ‘round now! (Hey!)
Turn it over! (Hey!)
Never slow down! (Hey!)
We keep movin’ we keep burnin’
Ride that beat the city’s turnin’
Turn it over! (Hey!)
Never slow down! (Hey!)
Push it forward!
Push it higher!
Can’t hold back!
Feel that fire!
Break it flip it!
Don’t stop yet!
We’re not done — it’s not over yet!
Turn it over! (Hey!)
Spin it ‘round now! (Hey!)
Turn it over! (Hey!)
Never slow down! (Hey!)
We keep movin’ we keep burnin’
Ride that beat the city’s turnin’
Turn it over! (Hey!)
Never slow down! (Hey!)
CREDITS
Performer: Cold Empires
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Fire When You Move
Rina
Verified Artist
Rina
Rina is a Colombian singer whose sound blends tropical pop, Latin soul, and effortless beachside energy. Raised around rhythm, color, and movement, she turns sun-soaked emotion into songs that feel intimate, bold, and unforgettable.
Known for her magnetic presence and warm, expressive voice, Rina creates music that celebrates freedom, friendship, and feminine confidence. Her image is vibrant and modern, yet grounded in the spirit of the coast, where joy and storytelling meet in every performance.
Now featured on Filodyo, Rina represents a fresh wave of Latin artistry with global appeal. Whether she is performing on stage or captured in moments like this by the sea, she brings charisma, authenticity, and a sense of escape to everything she does.
Fire When You Move
Rina
Boy you come around like you own the scene
Talking like you know what my body means
You play the trouble like a sweet routine
Acting like a king with a lost crown dream
Every time you step you distort my plan
But you disappear when I reach your hand
I won’t fall just ’cause you say my name
If you want more show me you can claim
I’m not a prize for your little game
Give me something real or stay in your lane
If you want my fire light it with truth
I don’t dance for someone who hides the proof
If you want my rhythm move with no fear
I can give you something you’ll keep for years
If you want my fire light it with truth
Don’t come closer if you’re gonna dilute
You keep staring like you want the cue
But you lose your courage when I look at you
You say you’re ready but you hesitate
Talking pretty words that evaporate
You push the story but you lose the plot
Boy I know your type and I know what’s not
I won’t fall just ’cause you say my name
If you want more show me you can claim
I’m not a prize for your little game
Give me something real or stay in your lane
If you want my fire light it with truth
I don’t dance for someone who hides the proof
If you want my rhythm move with no fear
I can give you something you’ll keep for years
If you want my fire light it with truth
Don’t come closer if you’re gonna dilute
You keep staring like you want the cue
But you lose your courage when I look at you
I’m not here to bend for a fragile vow
If you want a chance better take it now
I won’t chase the words that you rearrange
If you want my spark then you gotta change
If you want my fire choose what you do
’Cause the moment’s burning — and it’s up to you
CREDITS
Performer: Rina
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Feel The Fire
Sofia Cruzado
Verified Artist
Sofia Cruzado
Sofia Cruzado is a captivating Latin pop artist whose powerful voice and magnetic stage presence draw listeners in from the very first note. With a style reminiscent of modern Latin icons, she blends infectious rhythms with heartfelt storytelling, creating songs that ignite both emotion and movement.
Her debut single, Feel The Fire, captures her fiery spirit and undeniable charisma. Available exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, the track marks the beginning of a promising career that’s set to light up the Latin music scene. Sofia Cruzado doesn’t just perform—she commands attention, leaving an unforgettable impression on everyone who hears her.
Feel The Fire
Sofia Cruzado
Oh-oh oh-oh (yeah)
Mmm fuego
Let’s go
Your eyes pull me to the floor
Like the waves I can’t ignore
Every step you own the night
Body talkin’ feelin’ right
Baila lento take your time
One more step you’re in my mind
Heat is risin’ can’t disguise
Every move a paradise
Closer closer — feel that beat
Your hands your hips my heart skips
Rhythm’s takin’ over me
Baby set my body free
When you move like that I feel the fire
Heart’s in sync we’re climbing higher
Tu cuerpo dice lo que callas
I can read your soul in silence
Turn around the crowd goes wild
Every smile a little wild
Sunset glow on your skin
Dance begins we never end
Baila conmigo don’t let go
Every beat I need to know
Your shadow melts into mine
We get lost in perfect time
Closer closer — feel that beat
Your hands your hips my heart skips
Rhythm’s takin’ over me
Baby set my body free
When you move like that I feel the fire
Heart’s in sync we’re climbing higher
Tu cuerpo dice lo que callas
I can read your soul in silence
You say “come here” — I’m already gone
One step closer the night’s too long
You spin me ‘round — I lose control
Baila baila — let it flow
Oh-oh fuego fuego
Oh-oh fuego fuego
Move it move it
Lose it lose it
When you move like that I feel the fire (fuego)
Heart’s in sync we’re climbing higher (más alto)
Tu cuerpo dice lo que callas
I can read your soul in silence
Yeah oh-oh-oh
Mmm fuego…
CREDITS
Performer: Sofia Cruzado
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Clean and Proud
Aliza Steel 44
Clean and Proud
Aliza Steel 44
Midnight moves across the floor
Steps align we need no more
Every motion syncs in time
Signals crossing clean and fine
No directions no control
Just a pattern taking hold
Hold it right don’t push too fast
Let the second stretch and last
Keep me on a steady frequency
Where the sound stays close to me
Nothing sharp nothing loud
Just the rhythm clean and proud
Stay aligned let it be
No escape no urgency
Every tone exactly right
On this steady frequency tonight
Low pulse breathing
Filtered chords drifting
Time dissolving
Nothing spoken
Faces blur in moving light
Seconds fold into the night
No reflections no disguise
Just the motion multiplying
We don’t question where it leads
Only trust the space we keep
Hold the line stay inside
Let the moment open wide
Keep me on a steady frequency
Where the sound stays close to me
Nothing sharp nothing loud
Just the rhythm clean and proud
Stay aligned let it be
No escape no urgency
Every tone exactly right
On this steady frequency tonight
No beginning no release
Only waves in slow repeat
CREDITS
Performer: Aliza Steel 44
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Ashes in the Rain
Fallen Radio Kings
Verified Artist
Fallen Radio Kings
Fallen Radio Kings is a three–piece rock band from Austin, Texas, born out of late–night jam sessions in a suburban garage. Frontman Ethan Cole (vocals, guitar), bassist Marcus Rivera, and drummer Daniel Hayes first crossed paths during their college years, sharing a love for raw guitars, driving rhythms, and the restless energy of American alternative rock. What began as casual weekend rehearsals soon grew into a band with a sound rooted in grit, melody, and the working–class reality of their lives.
Each member still balances music with day jobs — Ethan works as a theater sound technician, Marcus runs a coffee bar and record stand, and Daniel repairs cars at his family’s garage, the very place where the band practices. That mix of everyday grind and creative fire defines their character: ordinary guys chasing extraordinary noise. Their lyrics echo that duality, blending stories of heartbreak, resilience, and fleeting moments of joy with the raw punch of garage–born rock.
Their name, inspired by a broken flea–market radio, reflects their vision: even when the signal fades, the voice remains. With unpolished energy and heartfelt songwriting, Fallen Radio Kings carry the spirit of garage rock revival into a new generation. They’re not chasing polish or perfection — they’re chasing connection, turning the sound of their suburban nights into anthems for anyone who has ever felt like an outsider with a story to tell.
Ashes in the Rain
Fallen Radio Kings
Shadows crawl across the wall…
Your voice lingers though it’s gone…
I held the sun but it slipped through my hand
Like broken glass scattered over sand
Every whisper a stone in my chest
Every memory I tried to forget
And the silence cuts deeper than words
Like a hymn that no one heard
Now I see ashes in the rain
Every color bleeds the same
You were fire I was the flame
But nothing’s left to carry the name
Your eyes were rivers I drowned within
A flood of shadows beneath my skin
I carved your name in the bones of the sky
But even the stars couldn’t tell me why
And the silence cuts deeper than words
Like a hymn that no one heard
Now I see ashes in the rain
Every color bleeds the same
You were fire I was the flame
But nothing’s left to carry the name
Oh-oh… can you hear me now?
Oh-oh… I can’t let you down…
Ashes in the rain…
Every color bleeds the same…
You were fire I was the flame…
But nothing’s left… nothing remains…
Shadows crawl… across the wall…
CREDITS
Performer: Fallen Radio Kings
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Cooler Than My Tears
Miles Rennick
Verified Artist
Miles Rennick
Miles Rennick is an electro-pop singer and songwriter whose music blends playful irony with slick, club-ready production. With a cheeky, half-sung and half-spoken vocal style, he brings a unique personality to the modern indie-pop scene.
His debut track “Cooler Than My Tears” captures this spirit perfectly — a quirky yet infectious anthem built on groovy basslines, crisp synth riffs, and a sarcastic lyrical edge. Both tongue-in-cheek and danceable, the track reflects Rennick’s ability to turn irony into a hook.
Dedicated to staying independent and unconventional, Miles Rennick has chosen to release his music exclusively through Filodyo and NOT FM, highlighting his close collaboration with platforms that value originality and artistic freedom.
Cooler Than My Tears
Miles Rennick
(ha!)
The lock is broken doors swing wide
No more shadows I need to hide
Your perfume fades on an empty shelf
I found a mirror I found myself
Every promise was a borrowed flame
Now I walk and forget your name (uhh)
Chains fall silent on the floor
Wings I never used before
Every breath tastes sharp and new
Every step pulls me through (yeah ha!)
I’m alive I’m alive (woo!)
Burning like the morning rise
Can’t hold me I’m untamed (ha!)
Your love was a painted game
Now the echoes fade from me (na-na)
Every step is victory
I’m alive I’m alive
Cooler than the tears I cried (uhh)
Empty glass on the wooden rail
Stories sink but my ship will sail
Every memory’s a paper boat
Drifting far till it can’t float (yeah)
Chains fall silent on the floor
Wings I never used before
Every breath tastes sharp and new
Every step pulls me through (woo!)
I’m alive I’m alive (say it loud)
Burning like the morning rise
Can’t hold me I’m untamed (ohhh)
Your love was a painted game
Now the silence sings with me (yeah yeah)
Every step is victory
I’m alive I’m alive
Cooler than the tears I cried (hah!)
You thought I’d break…
But I’m stronger than the storm
I’m running past the past
And it will never find me again (mmm)
I’m alive I’m alive (uhh woo!)
Burning like the morning rise
Can’t hold me I’m untamed (ha!)
Your love was a painted game
Now the silence sings with me (na-na-na)
Every step is victory
I’m alive I’m alive
Cooler than the tears I cried (yeah yeah yeah)
(ha!)
Cooler than the tears I cried…
Cooler than the tears I cried
CREDITS
Performer: Miles Rennick
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Fica no Quase
Rosa Medina
Verified Artist
Rosa Medina
Rosa Medina was born in 2001 in Porto, Portugal, to a family that carried both Iberian and Brazilian heritage. Her father, a fisherman from Aveiro, filled the house with fado records, while her Brazilian mother played MPB classics and samba on lazy Sunday mornings. Rosa grew up between two shores of the Portuguese-speaking world — absorbing the saudade of Amália Rodrigues and the sunny, syncopated joy of Gal Costa in equal measure.
At fourteen, she began performing small sets in riverside cafés, her voice effortlessly gliding between soft whispers and soaring notes. The intimacy of fado was her foundation, but Rosa was restless — she wanted her songs to dance. By blending Portuguese folk melodies with bossa nova chords, urban beats, and lush pop arrangements, she began to shape a style that felt both nostalgic and forward-looking.
In 2025, Rosa released her debut single "Fica no Quase" in collaboration with Filodyo, the independent music producer known for shaping fresh, original sounds for global audiences. The track — a bittersweet, mid-tempo anthem about love suspended in uncertainty — gained instant traction on streaming platforms. Its hypnotic chorus, sung entirely in Portuguese, became a signature moment in her live performances.
Today, Rosa Medina is part of a new generation redefining Lusophone pop, performing sold-out shows from Lisbon to São Paulo. Despite her growing fame, she keeps her songwriting process deeply personal — scribbling lyrics on napkins in Lisbon cafés, recording demos on her phone while walking along the Douro River. For Rosa, every performance is a bridge connecting continents, carrying the language and emotion of Portuguese music to the world stage.
Fica no Quase
Rosa Medina
Você fala devagar
Como quem quer ir embora
Mas deixa a porta entreaberta
E o perfume na demora
Se fosse pra ser já era
Mas ainda tem coisa no olhar
Fica no quase no meio
Nem céu nem chão inteiro
Fica no toque que não vem
Na saudade que não tem nome também
O silêncio entre a gente
É mais forte que um não
Você sorri com os lábios
Mas seus olhos dizem não
E eu finjo que entendo
Mas espero você ficar
Fica no quase no canto
Sem promessa sem pranto
Fica no gesto que não se dá
No abraço que não quer se fechar
Se um dia for tudo ou nada
Talvez eu escolha o nada
Mas até lá…
Fica no quase no meio
No tempo que é só receio
Fica no quase comigo
Mesmo que seja só perigo
CREDITS
Performer: Rosa Medina
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Still Holding On
6 Brokens
Verified Artist
6 Brokens
6 Broken came together in New York through chance encounters, shared apartments, and long conversations that stretched past midnight. None of them arrived with a plan to form a band. They met through friends, studios, and half-finished ideas, slowly realizing they were circling the same emotional territory. New York shaped them not as a backdrop, but as a pressure. The noise, the distance, the constant sense of movement seeped into how they wrote and how they listened.
Their music leans into restraint rather than release. Clean arrangements, patient melodies, and lyrics that leave space for interpretation. 6 Broken avoids obvious drama, letting tension live quietly inside the songs. There is an awareness of vulnerability without turning it into spectacle. Each member carries a different perspective, and those differences remain audible rather than polished away.
What defines 6 Broken is their refusal to rush. Songs unfold at their own pace, shaped by late-night demos, unfinished thoughts, and the feeling of standing still while a city moves around you. Their work is available exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, where subtlety has room to exist and music does not need to announce itself to be heard.
Still Holding On
6 Brokens
Morning hits the window late
Coffee’s cold but I feel awake
Your name’s still on my playlist
Didn’t mute it didn’t break it
I learned how silence sounds
When you’re not around
But it’s lighter than I thought
Guess I figured something out
I don’t need a sign tonight
No big speech no rewrite
Just walking straight ahead
With the things you never said
I don’t need a brand new heart
Mine still works just different parts
Some are louder some are calm
Still beating still holding on
I don’t need a clean restart
Just a little open space to start
I’m okay where I am
Yeah I’m better than I planned
City moves at normal speed
People laughing next to me
Nothing feels dramatic now
And that’s what I like about it somehow
Your jacket’s gone I kept the time
Not the fights not the lines
I don’t miss the way we broke
Just the jokes we never wrote
No more circling the same streets
No reruns in my head this week
I’m not running I’m not late
Just finally on my way
I don’t need a brand new heart
Mine still works just different parts
Some are louder some are calm
Still beating still holding on
I don’t need a clean restart
Just a little open space to start
I’m okay where I am
Yeah I’m better than I planned
If you ever wonder how I’ve been
I sleep fine I breathe fine
I learned how to let things end
Without losing who’s inside
I don’t need a brand new heart
No repair kit no fresh start
It’s been tested it’s been tried
Still alive on the inside
I don’t need to change the past
Just move forward slow and fast
I’m okay where I stand
Yeah I’m better than I planned
Better than I planned
Still here still me
Yeah I’m better than I planned
CREDITS
Performer: 6 Brokens
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Dust Between the Guns
Colt Mercer
Verified Artist
Colt Mercer
Colt Mercer is a mysterious country vocalist shaped by dusty border roads, old western stories, and the warm musical spirit of Mexico. Blending classic country storytelling with subtle Mexican melodies, he creates a cinematic sound filled with desert sunsets, lonely bars, long night drives, and unfinished goodbyes.
With “Dust Between the Guns,” Mercer introduces a world of warm acoustic guitars, light mariachi touches, raw vocal texture, and a rugged emotional tone. His music carries themes of love, pride, escape, regret, and personal reckoning always somewhere between a confession and a standoff.
Released with the support of not fm and Filodyo, Colt Mercer’s sound reflects a modern western atmosphere: timeless, dusty, dramatic, and deeply human. Away from the spotlight, he is said to draw inspiration from vintage tapes, old cowboy films, border-town legends, and the silence of the desert at sundown.
Dust Between the Guns
Colt Mercer
Slow wind on the empty street
Boots drag through the drifting heat
Shadows stretch across the town
One more sun is going down
Boardwalk creaks beneath my feet
Every sound repeats the beat
Windows closed and curtains drawn
Like this place has long been gone
Cards still lie upon the bar
Someone left a broken star
Dust is dancing in the light
Waiting for the coming night
Dust between the guns tonight
No one here to call it right
Every breath a loaded sound
Spinning slowly all around
Hands are steady hearts are slow
Every man already knows
When the silence starts to fall
No one leaves this street at all
Leather creaks across the lane
Every step repeats the same
Eyes are narrow time is thin
Like a clock about to spin
Old sign sways above the door
Scratching echoes on the floor
Somewhere far a trumpet cries
Like a warning in disguise
Dust between the guns tonight
No one here to call it right
Every breath a loaded sound
Spinning slowly all around
Hands are steady hearts are slow
Every man already knows
When the silence starts to fall
No one leaves this street at all
Wind moves softly through the town
One last figure lying down
Sun sinks red behind the plain
Only dust will stay again
CREDITS
Performer: Colt Mercer
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Between Our Time
Aris Veyton
Verified Artist
Aris Veyton
Aris Veyton is an electronic music producer whose sound blends modern club energy with subtle emotional depth. Rooted in electronic and dance-driven structures, his productions balance clean rhythms, textured synth layers and restrained melodic elements.
Rather than chasing trends, Aris focuses on atmosphere and flow. His tracks are designed to work both on the dancefloor and in personal listening environments, creating a sense of continuity rather than sudden impact. Minimal arrangements, controlled dynamics and carefully crafted sound design are central to his approach.
Working primarily in the studio, Aris Veyton treats music as a long-form experience rather than a single moment. His style reflects a contemporary electronic mindset: precise, understated and immersive. Each release is a step in an evolving sonic identity that prioritizes mood, space and consistency.
Between Our Time
Aris Veyton
Streets stay still without a name
Steps align but not the same
Nothing loud nothing planned
Just the timing of your hand
Every move feels almost true
Something shifts when I face you
Stay in place let it run
No finish line no count of one
No signs drawn no straight lines
Just the space between our time
Ahh
Let it turn let it stay
No words left that need a say
Corners bend the hours slide
We don’t need a reason why
Moments land then rearrange
Never still never strange
No control still it fits
Every step makes sense like this
Stay in place let it run
No finish line no count of one
No signs drawn no straight lines
Just the space between our time
If it ends it ends this way
Not a loss not a stay
What we felt remains intact
No return and no retract
CREDITS
Performer: Aris Veyton
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Pages in the Groove
Ted Craft
Verified Artist
Ted Craft
Born in 1992 in Austin, Texas, Ted Craft grew up surrounded by a melting pot of musical influences — from the blues and country his father played on vinyl to the funk and disco his mother kept on repeat in the kitchen. By the age of 10, he was playing guitar and piano, and by 14 he was already performing at local open-mic nights. His natural stage charisma and ear for infectious melodies quickly set him apart from his peers.
After high school, Ted earned a scholarship to the prestigious Berklee College of Music in Boston, where he majored in Contemporary Writing and Production. During his time there, he immersed himself in pop and funk theory, honing his skills in arrangement, songwriting, and live performance. Berklee also gave him the opportunity to collaborate with musicians from all over the world, helping shape the eclectic yet polished sound he’s known for today.
Post-graduation, Ted moved to Los Angeles and began crafting his signature blend of sleek pop hooks, groovy basslines, and bright funk guitar riffs. His debut EP quickly caught the attention of both critics and streaming audiences, with its feel-good energy and polished musicianship.
On stage, Ted Craft is a showman through and through — dynamic, playful, and completely in command of his audience. Whether fronting a full band or delivering an intimate acoustic set, he brings the same infectious energy and precision that has made him one of the most exciting new names in the pop-funk scene.
Pages in the Groove
Ted Craft
I’ve walked into rooms where no one knew my name
Just a stranger with a pocket full of games
Every beat another chapter I could tell
Every move another spell I had to sell
Lights spin I’m reading the crowd
Hear my story as the bass gets loud
Oh-oh I’m not here to hide
I’m just letting my pages slide
These are the pages in the groove I’ve made
Pages in the groove yeah they never fade
Every step every night it’s a story played
Oh-oh that’s the life I’ve laid
There’s a bar in Berlin a floor in Madrid
Faces change but the rhythm never did
Bought a round for the table told a joke or two
They don’t know the truth but I gave them the view
Lights spin I’m reading the crowd
Hear my story as the bass gets loud
Oh-oh I’m not here to hide
I’m just letting my pages slide
These are the pages in the groove I’ve made
Pages in the groove yeah they never fade
Every step every night it’s a story played
Oh-oh that’s the life I’ve laid
If you read between the beats you’ll know my name
Every chorus is a frame in a bigger game
We all write on the floor tonight
And I’m just signing mine in the neon light [vocal run ad-lib]
These are the pages in the groove I’ve made
Pages in the groove yeah they never fade
Every step every night it’s a story played
Oh-oh that’s the life I’ve laid
Pages in the groove…
…and the night goes on
CREDITS
Performer: Ted Craft
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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