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The Land of No Tomo...
Marco Bellini

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Marco Bellini
Meet Marco Bellini, the gleaming lone star of the independent dance scene, making you forget any sorrow with his upbeat tunes. Born and raised under the swaying palm trees of Naples, Italy, Bellini crafts sonic euphoria like no other.

Our man Bellini did not find his love in the stomping grounds of Naples’ electrifying night scene. Instead, the sun-soaked streets, vibrant markets, and the rhythmic cadence of the Mediterranean waves stirred something deep. This culminated in his irresistible brainchild—"The Land of No Tomorrow"—a track so hopelessly optimistic that it made the Billboard's 'Sad Songs' list for the sheer irony.

Marco, with his deft touch, keeps it simple—'Simple is the new sexy,' he once quipped, half-twirling his pencil-thin moustache. He convinces you there's always a dance party waiting around the corner, even in a world that often sounds like a broken record. His tunes are a sonic Piña Colada—sweet, refreshing, and leaving you high on life. As Marco himself proclaims, "a tempo that resonates with the heartbeat of joy, that's my journey's end."
Track(s)
The Land of No Tomorrow 558 02:38

The Land of No Tomorrow

Marco Bellini


There's a place where I can go
When I feel the world closing in
Take me to the Land of No Tomorrow
Where no one's ever been

I know I could stay here for the rest of my life
So take me to the Land of No Tomorrow
I'll go there tonight

And it feels like I'm falling
But you tell me I'm flying
I was feeling so low
Now you got me high

I know I could stay here for the rest of my life
So take me to the Land of No Tomorrow
I'll go there tonight

'Cause when I am with you
There's no sadness or sorrow
I could stay here for the rest of my life
So take me to the Land of No Tomorrow
I'll go there tonight

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Let the Good Times ...
Zayn Rix

Verified Verified Artist

Zayn Rix
Meet Zayn Rix, the infectiously happy dance artist you've been waiting for. Hailing from the eclectic music scenes of his native city, Zayn embodies vibrant rhythms and can sure make a crowd move!

Bursting onto the scene from the pulsating heart of Manhattan, Zayn brings to mind the twinkling city lights and the unmistakable rush of midnight subway rides. His music is the sort of infectious dance-pop that makes you daydream of cloudless summer days and impromptu dance-offs at house parties. With clever lines and a touch of humor, he's like a Tommy Hilfiger cologne ad come to life - stylish, breezy and ceaselessly optimistic.

One whiff of his breakout hit, "Let the Good Times Roll," and you'll know exactly what we mean. Like eating cotton candy on a Ferris wheel, Zayn's music evokes a blissful sense of joy, making it impossible not to smile. He's that charmingly spontaneous friend who convinces you to skip the tedious office lunch for an exciting roller-coaster ride instead. His melodies are as infectious as his personality - a perfect lovechild of infectious beats and sunny vibes.

So here's to the good times, the dance-inducing melodies, and the relentlessly cheerful Zayn Rix. In the dance-pop universe, he's a rising star - serving joy on a catchy beat and reminding us that life is indeed, a party. So let's turn up the volume, get that body moving, and as Zayn would say, let the good times roll!
Track(s)
Let the Good Times Roll 1438 02:39

Let the Good Times Roll

Zayn Rix



Never been so nervous
To open up my mouth
My heart was jumpin' hurdles
Thought I'd let you down

Never been so certain
As I am right now
The way you grabbed my waist
Pulled me close and spun me 'round

We were just a couple kids
Actin' like we were adults
Tryin' to act cool but the truth is
You always made me laugh when you told jokes
And now I'm finally bein' honest with you
It feels so good
And who knew?
So go and get the girls and the guys
And the beer on ice
And let's let the good times roll

Grew up in the same hometown
And never took a chance
But what goes around comes around
I guess that's how the story ends

We were just a couple kids
Actin' like we were adults
Tryin' to act cool but the truth is
You always made me laugh when you told jokes
And now I'm finally bein' honest with you
It feels so good
And who knew?
So go and get the girls and the guys
And the beer on ice
And let's let the good times roll
And now I'm finally bein' honest with you
It feels so good
And who knew?
So go and get the girls and the guys
And the beer on ice
And let's let the good times roll

And who knew? And who knew? And who knew?
And who knew? And who knew? And who knew?

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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My Kitchen Stage
Soleil Vega

Verified Verified Artist

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

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

Soleil’s sound is sun-kissed but grounded. She writes about friendship, late-night cravings, heartbreak, and finding your light—in the club, in the kitchen, or in your own reflection. And when she performs, it’s not a show, it’s a shared moment. Always real, always radiant.
Track(s)
My Kitchen Stage 856 02:34

My Kitchen Stage

Soleil Vega



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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She Owns the Floor
Broken Halos Club

Verified Verified Artist

Broken Halos Club
Broken Halos Club is a ghost-lit rock outfit born in the after-hours of a burned-out bar in Cincinnati. Fronted by the enigmatic Leo Ryder, whose voice cuts like broken glass wrapped in velvet, the band delivers anthems for the misfits, the dancers, and the late-night wanderers. Mira Knox commands the bass like it’s a weapon of seduction, while Ash Renner turns every drumbeat into a warning shot.

Their breakout single “She Owns the Floor” is not just a song—it’s a defiant war cry for anyone who’s ever reclaimed the night. Exclusive to Filodyo, the track pulses with swagger and sweat, a raw tribute to the power of movement, presence, and fearless self-expression.

Broken Halos Club isn’t chasing charts—they’re chasing ghosts, echoes, and the kind of truth that only comes after midnight. Loud, unapologetic, and strangely beautiful, they’re less a band and more a beautifully damaged memory you can’t shake.
Track(s)
She Owns the Floor 1031 03:12

She Owns the Floor

Broken Halos Club


Spotlight hits — she don't flinch
Heels hit hard like a war-time switch
Hair like fire lips like sin
No one knows — but she's all in

Mirrorball's spinning — hearts in her grip
She don't dance — she commands the trip

Here she comes — boom just like thunder
All eyes on her can't help but wonder
Shake the room — she breaks the law
Moves so smooth you just drop your jaw
This ain't a game
She owns the floor
Yeah yeah
She owns the floor

Leather jacket — devil grin
You try to speak but your words cave in
She don't chase — she makes you run
A midnight riot in human form

Phones are up — but no one blinks
She's a livewire — no need to think

Here she comes — boom just like thunder
All eyes on her can't help but wonder
Shake the room — she breaks the law
Moves so smooth you just drop your jaw
No turning back
She owns the floor
Oh yeah
She owns the floor

Here she comes — boom just like thunder
Everybody move — everybody wonder
Shake the room — she breaks the law
Make some space — or lose it all
One more time
She owns the floor
Yeah yeah
She owns the floor

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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One More Day
Dani T

Verified Verified Artist

Dani T
A hidden gem in the bustling indie music world, Dani T is so underground you'll need a shovel to find him. Born among the spinning disco balls of Transylvania, Romania, this mirthful music alchemist knows how to glitter in the dark.

With his effervescent concoction of synth-laden dance beats, Dani T brings the Transylvanian nightlife to your speakers of choice. His infectious track, "One More Day," is just like garlic to a vampire—utterly irresistible and heating up dancefloors faster than Dracula racing to his coffin at sunrise.

Dani T's talent lies in his ability to infuse his tracks with a joy so potent it could charm a sullen ghoul out of a funk. His music doesn't just evoke happiness—it practically puts it on steroids, glitters it up, and sends it spinning out into the world with a bass-pounding emphasis.

The ghosts of Dani T’s concert crowd may lack a pulse, but trust us, they know how to party. So why stake your heart on mainstream artists when you can sink your teeth into Dani T’s deliciously diverse dark dance tracks? Hop on the next night train to Transylvania, and give Dani T's music a fangtastic whirl.
Track(s)
One More Day 887 02:28

One More Day

Dani T


You gotta get up now
And take a breath
There's no stopping
No slowing
Until the day of your death
It's a rollercoaster
A crash
A fall from grace
A 180 turnaround
A miracle
And it's in your face

Just open your eyes
And look around

You get one more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly

You can take it
You can leave it
The choice is yours
You can believe it
You can be it
You can be sure
It's a highway
It's a journey
A road unpaved
It's your life
It's your turn
And it's calling your name

Just open your eyes
And look around

You get one more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly
One more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Paper Moons
Dora Corr

Verified Verified Artist

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dora Corr isn’t chasing pop formulas or peak-hour builds. She’s carving a lane where fragility can still make you move — and where “na na na na” says more than a chorus ever could.
Track(s)
Paper Moons 703 04:02

Paper Moons

Dora Corr


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Through Me (feat Do...
Jett Ralston

Verified Verified Artist

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) 2028 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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Runaway Light
Ian Merrow

Verified Verified Artist

Ian Merrow
Ian Merrow is an alternative singer-songwriter from the misty shores of Brighton, UK, whose music lives quietly but powerfully—exclusively on Filodyo. Blending melancholic guitar textures with intimate, confessional lyrics, Ian crafts songs that feel like late-night thoughts you were never meant to say out loud. His sound walks the line between indie rock and cinematic pop, echoing the raw sensitivity of artists like Jeff Buckley and the atmospheric pull of early Radiohead.

Rather than chasing the mainstream, Ian chose to remain deliberately off-grid. He records in his small seaside flat, using second-hand gear and a notebook full of scribbled lines. For him, imperfection is part of the truth. His debut track "Runaway Light" introduced listeners to a world of quiet emotional urgency, where love, regret, and longing flicker like headlights in the fog.

Ian’s connection to Filodyo wasn’t just a distribution decision—it was an artistic choice. “It’s the only platform that lets me stay invisible and be heard at the same time,” he says. No social media, no interviews, no labels. Just music. And for those who find him, it's like stumbling upon a secret worth keeping.

With each release, Ian continues to prove that volume isn’t necessary to make an impact. His songs don’t shout — they haunt.
Track(s)
Runaway Light 739 03:29

Runaway Light

Ian Merrow


You showed up in my life like a summer flame
Lit up the dark but never played the game
We danced through the chaos no plan no map
Just two wild hearts in a midnight trap

You said “Don’t blink the moment might go”
And I felt the sky start to glow

We were runnin’ on runaway light
Faster than the doubts that kept us up at night
Hands out the window dreams in our eyes
Didn’t know where but we knew how to fly
We were burnin’ burnin’ too bright—
On runaway light

Old mixtapes and crooked smiles
We drove in silence for a hundred miles
Your hair in the wind sun on your face
Even the hurt felt like grace

You said “Hold on don’t let it fade”
And I swear the world was remade

We were runnin’ on runaway light
Faster than the doubts that kept us up at night
Hands out the window dreams in our eyes
Didn’t know where but we knew how to fly
We were burnin’ burnin’ too bright—
On runaway light

Now the road is quiet the flame burns low
But I still feel it when the records slow
You’re a spark that never died
Still running in my mind

We were runnin’ on runaway light
Took that leap didn’t care if it was right
Hearts on fire truth in disguise
Felt so alive we didn’t even try
We were burnin’ burnin’ too bright—
On runaway light

CREDITS
Performer: Ian Merrow
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 1010 03:23
Feel It In The Air 968 02:20
Midnight Calls 1147 03:12
You And Me 811 03:43
Caution 540 02:04
You Should Hear 1193 04:41
We're Dancing Where The Rivers 683 02:25

Stay Happy

Ocean Girls


"do not be afraid this is NOT FM"
"you're on filodyo"

Sunshine shinin'
Put your hands in the sky (Ahh uh)
Put 'em high
Put 'em high
Put 'em high
Come on
And if you feelin' really good (Uh)
Somebody
Tell me what you do
Ooh

Say it loud I got joy in my soul
Feelin’ good yeah I’m in control
No rain gonna steal my light
I stay happy day and night

Hands up if you’re feelin’ this vibe
Smiles wide we’re all alive
Let the rhythm set you free
I stay happy — naturally

I got too much on my mind to let negativity (Oh no no)
Ooh
Take over me
Ah
Ooh
Uh
So I put my best foot forward (I put my best foot forward)
Ooh
Uh
Yeah
And I tell negativity (Uh) this here (Yeah)

Say it loud I got joy in my soul
Feelin’ good yeah I’m in control
No rain gonna steal my light
I stay happy day and night

Hands up if you’re feelin’ this vibe
Smiles wide we’re all alive
Let the rhythm set you free
I stay happy — naturally

Every morning I wake I don’t hit the snooze
Got a smile on my face I was born to choose
Joy over drama peace over pain
Dancin’ in the sunlight singin’ in the rain

I don’t need fame I don’t chase the clout
I just keep it real that’s what I’m about
No fake friends no bad vibes near
If the love ain't loud then I won’t hear

Grindin’ for my goals but I rest my soul
Gotta laugh out loud just to stay in control
From the lows to the highs I just ride that wave
Turn a Monday gray to a Saturday rave

Keep it movin’ with the rhythm of my own beat
Head high clean heart walkin’ on clean streets
Every little setback’s just part of the climb
Can’t dim my light man I’m born to shine

Yeah
Yeah
(Oo-yeah)
I feel so good
Oh
I feel so good
I feel so good
Yeah
I feel so good
I feel so good
Oh
I feel so good
I feel so good
Oh
I feel so good
I feel so good
Oh
I feel so good

Say it loud I got joy in my soul
Feelin’ good yeah I’m in control
No rain gonna steal my light
I stay happy day and night

Hands up if you’re feelin’ this vibe
Smiles wide we’re all alive
Let the rhythm set you free
I stay happy — naturally

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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The Only Good Julio...
Eli Varnish

Verified Verified Artist

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

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

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

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

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

Eli Varnish


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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I’m The Lighter
Elira Vayne

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

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

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

Never leaving her roots far behind, each album cover of Elira's embroiders a rich tapestry of Balkan texture. In contrast, her songs hum with the vibe of French electronic dance music, mostly with her biggest hit yet, "I'm The Lighter". You can feel the happy energy as potent as the Ohrid sun, making her music a cocktail of infectious melodies under the umbrella contract of Filodyo. And quite frankly, it's this sun-soaked, high spirited party in the Byzantines' backyard that sets Elira Vayne on a league above your usual dance floor DJs.
Track(s)
I’m The Lighter 669 02:30

I’m The Lighter

Elira Vayne



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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)
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 883 02:34
Runnin (feat Tae) 617 02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen) 646 02:52
Tell Me 404 03:16
Memories 589 05:12
Lonely Hearts 803 03:02
Be Yourself 862 02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day) 943 02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield 1193 02:54

Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose)

Mark Martian


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

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

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

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

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

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

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Memories That Stay
Dax Merrill

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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 376 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

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Lonely on the Road
Wade Hollis

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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 13730 04:24
Lonely on the Road 2789 04:23

Lonely on the Road

Wade Hollis


I'd like to know how it feels to have a home
Hate sleepin' alone in motels on the road
I'd like to have a girl with someone else's name
Find a way to settle down and not lose my mind
Livin' on borrowed time
Oh

And it don't matter which way I go
I'll still be lonely on the road
And it don't matter which way I go
I'll still be lonely on the road

I could be a billionaire
But I'm still gon' die
My baby could have kids
But they won't be mine
I don't know what it is
But somethin' just don't feel right
I wish I knew how to live a real simple life
Wish I could make it right
Oh

And it don't matter which way I go
I'll still be lonely on the road
And it don't matter which way I go
I'll still be lonely on the road

I'd like to know how it feels to have a home
Hate sleepin' alone in motels on the road

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

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Keep Me In That
Adam Lamo

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Adam Lamo
Feeding off the neon pulse of Las Vegas, Adam Lamo has boogie-wired our hearts to irresistible dance beats like no one else. His music is more infectious than a hangover from an all-night disco party, and just as unforgettable.

Picture this: a youthful Adam, prowling the technicolor streets of Vegas, the city's rhythm flowing through his veins like liquid gold. With "Keep Me In That", Lamo masterfully bottled that dazzling, Frank Sinatra meets Calvin Harris vibe. The beats are sunnier than a Vegas summer heatwave and guaranteed to lift any moody blackjack player off their stool and onto the dancefloor.

Mr. Lamo whips up melodies that make choosing to sit out not an option, but a crime against fun itself. His music's joy factor hits harder than a final-round knockout; it's not just dance, it's happiness in audio form. Consider yourselves officially warned: surrender to the irresistible allure of Adam Lamo's beat, or risk a lifetime of being a total party pooper. Our lad from Vegas didn't just show up; he's here to make us dance 'til sunrise and beyond.
Track(s)
Keep Me In That 959 02:48

Keep Me In That

Adam Lamo



Strangers in the backseat city hum’s a lullaby
Silhouettes in rearview glass fading with the sky
No confessions just the tension
Sipping on a moment we won’t define

And I pull the static closer
Your eyes say more than closure
Burning through the calm again—mmm ahh—yeah

We crash like it's art no frame can hold us
Running on fumes but the night still chose us
Pulse in sync no need for fate
Ooh—yeah keep me in that state
(Hey!) keep me in that—(uh!) state

Tuned to our own channel we’re no one's broadcast
We don't leave trails only moments that last
No compass no plans
Just two outliers with no demands

Every glitch is gold tonight
We’re wired for the fight or flight
Touch like gravity—hmm—aah—pulls me right

We crash like it's art no frame can hold us
Running on fumes but the night still chose us
Pulse in sync no need for fate
Ooh—yeah keep me in that state
(Hey!) keep me in that—(uh!) state

No rewind just loops we bend
Every second a means not the end
Not broken—just bent in rhythm

Hah—mm-mm—hah
Cold air warm static—
No words left just the habit

[Final Chorus]
We crash like it's art no frame can hold us
Running on fumes but the night still chose us
Pulse in sync no need for fate
Ooh—yeah keep me in that state
(Hey!) keep me in that—(uh!) state—woah

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

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Oh, Back Then
The Blackouts

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The Blackouts
Meet The Blackouts: a vibrant rock quartet, hailing from America's city of all-nighters – Las Vegas. Armed with hopeful melodies and a thumping backbeat, they're your personal cheerleaders in the game of life.

Made up of charismatic front-man, Johnny "Nightlife" O'Reilly, dynamite drummer Tommy "Percussion" Knox, maverick bassist Ricky "Heartbeat" Steele and fiery guitarist Jimmy "Riffmaster" Adams, The Blackouts have been belting out rock anthems in the spirit of the 80s, but with a refreshing 21st century twist. O'Reilly's vocals may reminisce of a neon-tinted past but trust us, they've got their boots firmly planted in today's grit.

Their anthem, "Oh, Back Then" epitomizes their message — a nostalgia-infused ballad that somehow makes you want to throw back a shot of hope with a chaser of rock rebellion. When you're feeling low, The Blackouts are the human equivalent of the Vegas Strip: colorful, loud, and almost annoyingly optimistic.

Under contract with Filodyo, they're potentially the smallest act to ever hold residency in shopping mall speaker systems nationwide. But hey, if The Blackouts can make your grocery run feel like a concert, they're doing something right. Here's to them, turning life's mundane moments into a cause for celebration. Rock on!
Track(s)
Oh, Back Then 1153 03:26

Oh, Back Then

The Blackouts


She had a laugh that could light up the skies
Back when we lived with the fire in our eyes
Shoes full of dust but we ran like kings
Chasing the wind and impossible things

We'd stay up late just to paint the air
Hearts so loud we could dance anywhere
No fear of fallin’ no fear of time
We thought the world was already mine

Oh back then…
We flew we burned we never looked behind
Oh back then…
Our youth was loud unplanned and undefined
Oh back then…
The nights were gold and we never saw the end
But time don’t rewind…
Like we did back then

Torn-up jeans and cassette songs
We never cared if the words were wrong
Every moment was a spark to hold
Even the silence was bright and bold

Oh back then…
We flew we burned we never looked behind
Oh back then…
Our youth was loud unplanned and undefined
Oh back then…
The nights were gold and we never saw the end
But time don’t rewind…
Like we did back then

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

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Plastic Skies & Pap...
Romi Sage

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

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

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

Plastic Skies & Paper Towns isn’t a love song. It’s a stylish spiral — romantic delusion in disco heels. It's funk with a wink. And with Romi Sage at the mic, it’s impossible to ignore.
Track(s)
Plastic Skies & Paper Towns 865 03:26

Plastic Skies & Paper Towns

Romi Sage


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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On the Road Again
Sara Durian

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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 659 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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This Isn’t Love
Chris Nate

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Chris Nate
Meet Chris Nate, the alternative tunesmith you've probably never heard of, but will soon be unable to live without. Emerging from the vibrant music scene of Nashville, this little-known troubadour is steadily carving a niche for himself in the wide world of alternative music.

Chris is notoriously bashful about his origins but will tell you this: the fundamental building blocks of his music lie not in Nashville's sing-and-clap heartland, but on the rhythmic streets of his namesake city, Natchitoches, Louisiana. Every song seems to skate effortlessly across bayou blues and backwater folk rock, all while maintaining the ebullient tone that is so very Chris Nate.

It's no surprise that this seemingly scattershot blend of influences works so well given the success of his track, "This Isn't Love." A merry jaunt that dares to ask, 'What if love was more like playing jazz on a banjo in space?’ Delivered with a wink, a nod, and most crucially, a tie-dye shirt, the song is a festival of joy that will have listeners tapping their feet while crying laughter tears.

So, grab your headphones and give Chris Nate a spin. Here’s an artist whose music won’t just tickle your ears, but might just tickle your funny bone as well. He's serving up slices of life with a side of melody, and it's a recipe that's simply too tasty to resist. And if that isn’t love, well, this isn’t a biography. Or is it? Chris Nate might make you question everything. Everything except for his expertise in creating cheerfully menagerie tunes, that is.
Track(s)
This Isn’t Love 817 03:23

This Isn’t Love

Chris Nate



Your keys on my floor like secrets we ignore
Talk cheap in the kitchen but silence said more
Late bites blurred lines
We orbit what we can’t define

And I don’t ask you to stay
But you never walk away
Ooh—ohh—caught in that delay

This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent

The door’s half closed your shadow blends
Routine strangers no need to pretend
Unread texts skipped calls
But still I’m there when you fall

I won’t hold out a map
You keep tracing the gap
Mm—yeah—holding what we lack

This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent

Words don’t heal in stereo
We play roles we’ll never know
But I’d still let it repeat—mmm—aah

Ahh—mmm—breathe in the mess
Still tethered nothing less

[Final Chorus]
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
(Uhh!) crash not intent

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

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Meant To Be
Violette Storm

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Violette Storm
Violette Stoem doesn’t just sing—she floats. Hailing from Rotterdam’s rainy streets and raised on a mix of French electronic minimalism and UK garage, her music exists in the space between dancefloor euphoria and solitary late-night reflection. With a voice that’s equal parts smoke and sunlight, she crafts tracks that pull you in slowly—then never let go.

Her breakout single “Meant To Be” is a hypnotic blend of deep house rhythms and shimmering pop clarity. Anchored by a driving low-end and crisp four-on-the-floor pulse, the track features syncopated synth stabs, airy pads, and a vocal hook that lands straight in your bloodstream. It’s the kind of track that feels equally at home in Berlin’s underground or a coastal sunset set in Ibiza.

Violette isn’t chasing trends. She’s building a sound world of her own—emotive, minimalist, and endlessly danceable. Her sets are known for their intimacy, her lyrics for their vulnerability, and her production for its razor-sharp elegance. Quiet by nature, loud by design.
Track(s)
Meant To Be 1264 03:26

Meant To Be

Violette Storm



Last night I met you at the party
And we were strangers at the start
But when you touched me I could hardly
Hardly believe the way you felt

It was like I've known you all my life
And you fit perfectly with me
Like we were meant to be together
We were meant to be
And it was like I've known you all my life
And you fit perfectly with me
Like we were meant to be together
We were meant to be

Last night you caught me at the party
And you came right up to my heart
And I knew right away
Darling
That you would never break it apart

And it was like I've known you all my life
And you fit perfectly with me
Like we were meant to be together
We were meant to be
And it was like I've known you all my life
And you fit perfectly with me
Like we were meant to be together
We were meant to be

And then you kissed me at the party
And that's when I fell in love
And I was waiting for you
Darling
And I know that you were too
And then you kissed me at the party
And that's when I fell in love
And I was waiting for you
Darling
And I know that you were too

And it was like I've known you all my life
And you fit perfectly with me
Like we were meant to be together
We were meant to be
And it was like I've known you all my life
And you fit perfectly with me
Like we were meant to be together
We were meant to be
And it was like I've known you all my life
And you fit perfectly with me
Like we were meant to be together
We were meant to be
And it was like I've known you all my life
And you fit perfectly with me
Like we were meant to be together
We were meant to be

CREDITS
Performer: Violette Storm
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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