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Almost Beautiful
Sand Castle of Ma
Verified Artist
Sand Castle of Ma
Sand Castle of Ma is a vibrant four-member indie rock band hailing from the lush landscapes of Seattle. The group, consisting of the charismatic vocalist Eli Stratton, guitarist Finn Mercer, bassist Leo Keene, and drummer Jasper Quinn, formed in a local coffee shop where they bonded over their mutual love for music and the arts. With their diverse backgrounds and experiences, each member brings a unique flavor to the band’s collective sound, creating a harmonious blend that resonates deeply with listeners.
The band’s debut track, "Almost Beautiful," captures the essence of their style—an exploration of the complexities of beauty and imperfection. Drawing on themes of introspection and emotional depth, Sand Castle of Ma weaves together melodic guitar lines with earnest lyrics that invite listeners to reflect on their own experiences. Their sound artfully combines influences from classic rock and contemporary indie styles, allowing them to carve out a niche that feels both fresh and familiar.
As they continue to evolve, Sand Castle of Ma aims to expand their catalog with more tracks that reflect their evolving identity. The chemistry among Eli, Finn, Leo, and Jasper fuels their creativity, promising an exciting future filled with dynamic performances and heartfelt music. With a growing fanbase and a distinctive sound, they are quickly becoming a notable presence on the indie rock scene.
Almost Beautiful
Sand Castle of Ma
Yeah
Almost beautiful
You left your shadow
On the passenger side
Like a quiet ending
At a red street light
I kept the moment
But I lost the weight
Of waiting for something
That was already late
Now days feel lighter
When the hope runs out
I hear my own voice
A little less loud
And I don’t hate you
That takes too much room
I just stopped turning
The sky into you
Maybe we were young
Maybe we were tired
Maybe love got lost
Somewhere in the wires
I don’t need a reason
I don’t need a sign
I just need tonight
To feel like mine
It was almost beautiful
Almost good enough
Almost like a movie
Almost like love
We were almost honest
Almost made it through
Almost had forever
Then forever moved
And I’m not broken
I’m just new
It was almost beautiful
Losing you
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
I saw your name
On a screen last night
It didn’t hurt me
Like I thought it might
Just a small old feeling
Passing through
Like a song from a car
That never stops for you
I walked for hours
Under changing signs
No big confession
No perfect line
Just a quiet freedom
I never planned
Like letting go
Without using my hands
Maybe we were close
Maybe we were blind
Maybe love looks better
From the other side
I don’t need an answer
I don’t need a fight
I just need my heart
To sleep tonight
It was almost beautiful
Almost good enough
Almost like a movie
Almost like love
We were almost honest
Almost made it through
Almost had forever
Then forever moved
And I’m not broken
I’m just new
It was almost beautiful
Losing you
I won’t call it wasted
I won’t call it wrong
Some people are chapters
That read too long
I won’t make you guilty
I won’t make me small
We were almost something
And that’s something after all
Almost beautiful
Almost true
Almost everything
I wanted with you
Almost beautiful
Almost gone
I can still remember
But I can move on
It was almost beautiful
Almost good enough
Almost like a movie
Almost like love
We were almost honest
Almost made it through
Almost had forever
Then forever moved
And I’m not broken
I’m just new
It was almost beautiful
Losing you
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
Mm
Almost beautiful
Losing you
CREDITS
Performer: Sand Castle of Ma
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Velvet Circuits
Mara Vale
Verified Artist
Mara Vale
Mara Vale makes sleek night-drive pop with a disco pulse: live bass lines, clean rhythm guitar, warm strings, and hooks that feel lit by streetlights. Her songs balance playful movement with a bittersweet city glow, built for listeners who want groove, melody, and a little electricity under the skin.
Her sound sits between classic dance-floor craft and modern pop polish, with soulful female vocals carrying stories of late buses, rooftop coffee, open city windows, and small moments that suddenly feel cinematic. Mara Vale keeps the arrangements bright and human: tight drums, handclaps, piano stabs, and choruses designed to move without turning into a cliché.
Velvet Circuits
Mara Vale
I saw your name in the window light
spelled out backwards on a passing bus
city heat on a borrowed bike
and a little bit of trouble looking back at us
You had a laugh like a camera flash
gone too soon but it burned the room
I had a heart with a broken latch
swinging open to a silver moon
We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin
Coffee cold on a rooftop stair
bassline leaking from a taxi door
You tied a ribbon in your midnight hair
said the future isn't hungry anymore
I was counting every exit sign
making maps out of ways to leave
Then you put your hand inside of mine
like a rhythm that remembered me
We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin
All my static turns to motion
all my caution learns to shine
There's a pulse beneath the pavement
keeping perfect crooked time
We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin
Velvet circuits in the crosswalk glow
Velvet circuits and the city knows
Velvet circuits when the morning spins
I keep coming back to begin
CREDITS
Performer: Mara Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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City of Us (ft Kairo)
Zion Vale
Verified Artist
Zion Vale
Seismic, fresh, and ready to take the pop world by storm, Zion Vale is the windswept prodigy hailing from Manhattan's electric heartbeat. Illuminating the shadows of Indy Pop with a voice that sways between whispers and roars, Zion is the authentic, soul-penetrating force you didn’t know you were waiting for.
Kicking it back to their school days, Zion crossed paths with the musically gifted Kairo. What started as simple shared detention notes evolved into a collaborative crescendo—culminating in their standout track "City of Us". This song is Zion's self-proclaimed love letter to their city—a hopeful anthem designed to unite, inspire, and get stuck on repeat in your head.
Against a backdrop of sizzling city nights, Zion's brand of Pop - potent, playful, and undeniably infectious - has been getting Manhattan's less-grimy gutters humming. Imagine if Jupiter and Mars got together to jam: that's the level of celestial meeting of the minds we're talking about here, people.
With a charismatic blend of lyrical genius, Zion Vale is set to redefine what it means to be an independent artist. So keep one ear to the ground, because Zion is about to drop the beat that echoes the 'City of Us' and, trust us, you don't want to miss it.
City of Us (ft Kairo)
Zion Vale
Concrete and dreams underneath my feet
Grew up on these blocks where the cold and the warm meet
Didn't have much but I had this view
Rooftops and water towers skies painted blue
This city raised me made me who I am
Every subway line running through my veins
And I've been down I've been lost in these streets
But every time I fell this city caught me
(mm)
New York New York
I was made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that I own
I have loved I have lost
On these streets made of stone
But I always — always
Find my way home
Harlem nights had nothing but a name
Told myself either make it or make it no game
Penthouse dreams from a fire escape view
This city don't love you till you prove something true
I've seen men fold under all this weight
But New York only opens up for those who wait
And I've been cold sleeping on ambition
But this city turned my hunger into vision
(yeah)
New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
But we always — always
Find our way home
(ohhh yeah)
(home…)
They say the city never sleeps
(never sleeps)
But I've seen it quiet
At 4 AM when even the brave weep
(weep…)
And still — the lights stay on
(lights stay on)
And still — we carry on
(carry on…)
Because this city chose us
As much as we chose it
(mm)
Every broken dream here
Still has fire in it
(fire…)
(ohhhh)
New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
(own it)
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
(these streets)
But we always — always
(always)
Find our way
(find our way)
Home
(HOME)
(ohhhhh)
New York…
(mm)
You never let me go
(never…)
And I never wanted you to
(fade)
CREDITS
Performer: Zion Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Kaiser Tempo
Herr Casino
Verified Artist
Herr Casino
Herr Casino, the enigmatic artist from Vienna, effortlessly blends the vibrant worlds of dance, disco, and electronic pop. With an uplifting energy that resonates through tracks like "Kaiser Tempo" and "Disco Machiavelli," his music invites listeners to revel in moments of joy and hope. Each song showcases his playful vocal identity, characterized by a male voice that carries a sense of infectious enthusiasm, making his work perfect for both lively dance floors and introspective evenings.
Across his catalog, Herr Casino's tracks are united by their energetic beats and evocative themes. Songs like "Kaiser Tempo" radiate happiness and inspiration, while "Disco Machiavelli" explores deeper emotional landscapes, balancing loneliness with uplifting melodies. This duality reflects his artistic vision, where joyous dance music meets introspective storytelling, creating a rich tapestry of sound that captivates and engages listeners. Whether you're looking to dance or reflect, Herr Casino's music provides the perfect backdrop for a variety of moods and moments.
Kaiser Tempo
Herr Casino
Achtung
Herr Casino
Kaiser Tempo
No love story
No apology
Nur Rhythmus
He came in sharp
Black coat white face
Gold ring no name
One step two guards
Red wine fast cars
Cold smile big talk
Slow hands hard walk
Everybody said
Who is this man?
Nobody moved
Nobody ran
He smiled like a banker
Danced like a thief
Talked like a prince
With a knife in his sleeve
Kaiser Tempo
King of the room
Too much money
Not enough truth
Clickclick
Camera flash
Ticktick
Count the cash
Big talk
Small town
Lights up
Hands down
He don’t sing
He declares
He don’t love
He compares
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
He says yes
When the world says no
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Velvet shoes
And a radio soul
Ohoh
Zu spät mein Freund
Ohoh
He never goes home
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Everybody knows
But nobody knows
Hotel lobby
Three am
Same old story
New problem
Silver lighter
Foreign smoke
He tells the truth
Like it’s a joke
Listen darling
Life is a game
Change the rules
Then change your name
He signs the bill
With a fountain pen
Leaves no number
Comes back again
One hand waving
One hand cold
Too young to stop
Too rich to grow old
Clickclick
Camera flash
Ticktick
Count the cash
Big talk
Small town
Lights up
Hands down
He don’t run
He arrives
He don’t sleep
He survives
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
He says yes
When the world says no
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Velvet shoes
And a radio soul
Ohoh
Zu spät mein Freund
Ohoh
He never goes home
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Everybody knows
But nobody knows
In Vienna
They called him trouble
In Paris
They called him style
In Milan
They called him expensive
In Berlin
They just smiled
He said
Gentlemen
You can buy the ticket
But you cannot buy the entrance
Then the bass came in
Tempo
Kaiser
Tempo
Kaiser
No crown
No throne
Just a telephone
No heart
No fear
Just a mirror near
Tempo
Kaiser
Tempo
Kaiser
Talk fast
Walk slow
Never let the people know
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
He says yes
When the world says no
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Velvet shoes
And a radio soul
Ohoh
Zu spät mein Freund
Ohoh
He never goes home
Kaiser Tempo
Kaiser Tempo
Everybody knows
But nobody knows
Achtung
The bill is paid
The room is empty
Kaiser Tempo
Has left the building
CREDITS
Performer: Herr Casino
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Paper Cup Summer
Mirov Saint
Verified Artist
Mirov Saint
Meet Mirov Saint, everyone's favorite disco-spinning, beat-making connoisseur of all that is musical and funky. Hailing from a place as elusive as his name suggests, this maestro reigns from the far-flung utopia we like to call Saint Petersburg, crafting soundtracks that make our everyday lives feel like an enchanted fairy tale.
This genteel DJ, signed to Filodyo—shout out to them for recognising raw talent—works nightclub miracles, turning songs into disco-infused enchantments. His pièce de résistance? A cabaret dance cover of Romeo Vane's "Kiss Me When I'm Lying", of course. Because who needs a prince charming when you've got Mirov Saint remixing your life soundtrack?
Behind the decks, he becomes this alchemy wizard, transforming every beat into disco-gold, infusing happiness in every note. Take a gander at Mirov's Spotify. You'll think you've been transported to a Moscow underground disco in the 70s—a place where anxiety is unknown, and the mood is perpetually “Happy”.
So there you have it, folks. Mirov Saint, living proof that disco isn't dead, it's just been chilling in Saint Petersburg, waiting for one wizardly DJ to mix it back to life.
Paper Cup Summer
Mirov Saint
You left your scarf on my chair
Cheap red thread and summer air
I still fold it by the door
Like you might come back for more
And I know I know
It was never clean
But your name
Still shakes the seams
Paper cup summer
You still taste like that
Paper cup summer
Gone fast came back
I keep one small match
For the dark you made
Paper cup summer
Won't fade won't fade
Bus stop rain on your shoes
You laughed like you had bad news
In the park under the trees
You said "Don't make a promise to me"
And I know I know
We were shaking hard
Two wild hearts
In a borrowed car
Paper cup summer
You still taste like that
Paper cup summer
Gone fast came back
I keep one small match
For the dark you made
Paper cup summer
Won't fade won't fade
Now the corner store's closed early
The peach gum on your sleeve still hurts me
If I call would you hear my voice?
Or just the noise just the noise
Paper cup summer
You still taste like that
Paper cup summer
Gone fast came back
I keep one small match
For the dark you made
Paper cup summer
Won't fade won't fade
CREDITS
Performer: Mirov Saint
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Better With Less
Eli Mercer
Verified Artist
Eli Mercer
Eli Mercer is an acoustic soul-pop singer whose music resonates with warmth and emotional clarity. With a rich, clear voice that conveys both sincerity and introspection, Eli's style is defined by his fingerpicked guitar, soft upright piano, and delicate brushed drums. His song "Better With Less" encapsulates his artistic ethos, inviting listeners into a space where choosing simplicity and connection trumps the chaos of excess. Each element in his arrangements is thoughtfully restrained, allowing the depth of his lyrics to shine through in a way that feels both personal and relatable.
Thematically, Eli's work often revolves around the ideas of time, relationships, and grounding oneself in the present. His songs explore the importance of selecting people and experiences that enrich life, reflecting a mature perspective on what truly matters. This focus on emotional depth is balanced beautifully with melodies that evoke a sense of calm and hope, encouraging listeners to reflect on their own lives. His music creates an inviting atmosphere where one can contemplate the joys of living simply.
As he continues to develop his catalog, Eli Mercer stands out for his ability to blend genres such as pop, R&B, and soul into a cohesive sound that feels timeless yet contemporary. With each track, he invites us to join him on this journey towards gratitude and clarity. His vocal delivery is conversational yet powerful, leaving an impression that lingers well beyond the last note. Through his work, Eli fosters a connection with audiences seeking authenticity in a world often dominated by noise and distraction.
Better With Less
Eli Mercer
I kept every receipt like proof
Bought more space then filled each room
Wore my plans like heavy clothes
Carried things I never chose
One by one I let them go
Found out what I need to know
A steady hand a faithful friend
A little time I do not spend
Nothing missing nothing owed
I can feel my shoulders let go
I am better with less
Better with air on my chest
Better with one true yes
Than a hundred maybes I regret
I was counting every prize
While the good passed by my eyes
Now I know what matters best
I am better better with less
I gave away that tailored coat
Kept one song my father wrote
Took old numbers from my phone
Made this smaller place my own
No gold frame can hold a day
No new car can make love stay
I choose people I choose time
I choose a life that still feels mine
Nothing missing nothing owed
I can feel my shoulders let go
I am better with less
Better with air on my chest
Better with one true yes
Than a hundred maybes I regret
I was counting every prize
While the good passed by my eyes
Now I know what matters best
I am better better with less
Keep the rush keep the race
I found freedom with some space
Every burden I release
Leaves more room for what I need
I am better with less
Better with air on my chest
Better with one true yes
Than a hundred maybes I regret
I was counting every prize
While the good passed by my eyes
Now I know what matters best
I am better better with less
CREDITS
Performer: Eli Mercer
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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The Fridge Is Takin...
Funny Harry
Verified Artist
Funny Harry
Hailing from the vibrant streets of Copenhagen, Funny Harry has carved out a distinctive niche in the alternative pop scene, effortlessly blending whimsical narratives with thought-provoking themes. With a catalog that includes tracks like "The Fridge Is Taking Her Side," Harry's music embodies an eclectic mix of calmness and playful mystery. The lyrics often dance around the mundane, transforming everyday objects and interactions into poignant reflections on loneliness and connection. This creative alchemy was born in the city's cozy cafes, where Harry first collaborated with friends from art school, merging their diverse influences to create a sound that feels both fresh and deeply familiar.
As Harry continues to evolve, each track reveals layers of emotional resonance and sonic experimentation. The interplay of light and shadow is masterfully executed, inviting listeners into a world where the ordinary becomes extraordinary. With an approach characterized by introspective storytelling and innovative arrangements, Funny Harry captures fleeting moments of life through a kaleidoscope of calm melodies and vibrant rhythms. Whether exploring themes of melancholy or stitching together playful anecdotes, the artist leaves an indelible mark on the listener, inviting them to embrace the mystery hidden within everyday experiences.
The Fridge Is Taking Her Side
Funny Harry
At 2:17 the refrigerator cleared its throat
I said “Don’t start”
It started
The kettle only sings for one
The toaster burns my alibis
Your coffee cup is upside down
Like it has closed its little eyes
I bought a cactus for morale
It quit on Tuesday night
The landlord says the pipes are fine
The fridge is taking your side
Every appliance has an opinion
Every opinion sounds like you
The freezer hums through cross-examination
I plead the fifth and eat for two
The washer handed back one sock
As proof I can’t be trusted
The vacuum found your silver hoop
Then parked itself disgusted
I tried to cook that thing you liked
The smoke alarm performed the lead
I took a bow it took the battery
A fair review I must concede
“Did you call her?”
No
“Will you call her?”
No
“Are you lying?”
Next question
“Who are you talking to?”
The refrigerator
Every appliance has an opinion
Even the clock has joined in too
The freezer hums for the prosecution
And I still cook enough for two
Your note is folded under pears
I read it only when they spoil
The final line says “Please be well”
As if well came wrapped in foil
At dawn the motor settles down
The whole flat loses its nerve
I almost miss our little war
Then hear the ice tray say one word:
“Call”
Mind your own business
At 2:18 it cleared its throat again
I moved it three inches from the wall
We are no longer speaking
CREDITS
Performer: Funny Harry
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Ashes Know My Name
Elias Crowe
Verified Artist
Elias Crowe
Elias Crowe is an American singer-songwriter whose music lives somewhere between Latin blues, desert rock and roots Americana. Raised among the wide landscapes of the American Southwest, he developed a quiet fascination with stories of ordinary people, forgotten highways and the invisible weight carried through everyday life. Rather than chasing trends, Crowe built his sound around expressive guitar work, restrained vocals and songs that value silence as much as melody.
His recordings are known for their cinematic atmosphere, blending warm acoustic textures, soulful electric guitar and subtle Latin rhythms into music that feels timeless rather than nostalgic. Crowe rarely writes in absolutes. His lyrics explore redemption, memory, resilience and the fragile space between hope and regret, often using simple images to reveal deeper emotional truths. Listeners are drawn to the honesty of his performances, where every note feels lived rather than performed.
Although his style echoes the spirit of classic American roots music, Elias Crowe continues to shape a voice that is unmistakably his own. Whether performing intimate ballads or slow-burning rock songs, he favors authenticity over spectacle, allowing emotion, craftsmanship and atmosphere to lead every performance. His work has earned a loyal audience that values music not for its volume, but for its ability to linger long after the final chord has faded.
Ashes Know My Name
Elias Crowe
Slow down…
Don’t wake the fire
It already knows
Who I am
Dust hangs low where the old road bends
Every scar still remembers friends
I don’t ask if tomorrow stays
I just count the smoke instead of days
One cold wind
One tired hand
Trying to build
What never stands
Every prayer arrives
Wearing different clothes
Maybe heaven answers
Maybe nobody knows
Hold your flame
Don’t hide your face
Even broken walls
Can become a place
If the night
Calls out my name
I’ll answer slow
Just the same
Hold your flame…
Don’t let it fade
My father’s coat still smells like rain
Every pocket keeps a different pain
Coins grow heavy
Truth grows light
Some men disappear
Before the fight
I don’t need another miracle
Only one more mile to walk
The silence speaks
Louder than angels
When nobody talks
Hold your flame
Across the storm
Nothing living
Stays untouched or warm
If I fall
Don’t call my name
Just leave the fire…
Exactly where it came
The ashes know my name…
The ashes know…
My name…
CREDITS
Performer: Elias Crowe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Borrowed Cutlery
Asha Monroex
Verified Artist
Asha Monroex
Asha Monroex, a New York native, is a self-made artist carving out her own niche in the world of Independent Pop. Best known for her hit single "New York, I Loved You," Monroex is as much a part of the city's fabric as its yellow taxis and insomniac lifestyle.
A craftswoman of melancholic melodies, Asha's artistry spirals on downbeat rhythms and swirls of synth-driven soundscapes that resonate with her heartfelt lyricism. She's the type of artist who pens her poignant prose amidst the organized chaos of her Lower East Side apartment, making her music feels as personal as being let in on a closely guarded secret.
Inherently prolific, Monroex is a master at evoking emotional responses with her emotionally charged tracks. She captures the long teary taxi rides home and 3 am heartbreak with a quiet grace and majesty that far surpasses her fellow indie pop peers. Her melodies come through not as songs, but as anthems for those who've experienced love and loss in the city that never sleeps.
Always genuine and undeniably relatable, Asha endears herself to her listeners by turning sorrow into swagger, one resonating note at a time. Her music isn't just a catalogue of songs; it's a journey through the ups and downs of life in the big city, wrapped up in a soulful pop package. And trust us, once you're on this ride, you're not going to want to get off.
Borrowed Cutlery
Asha Monroex
You came in late
With a theory about forks and fate
I kept my coat
You said my silence needed one more note
Your drink went warm
While you described your personal reform
I changed my mind
Halfway through a sentence you redesigned
Too neat
You make good manners sound incomplete
Too sure
You diagnose the waiter and the furniture
Give me the crooked part
The bit that never learned to behave
Skip the polished start
I’d rather hear what you forgot to save
Don’t make it beautiful
Make it useful for a minute or two
Something disputable
Something that could only come from you
The bass moved first
You called it elegant then called it cursed
I missed the beat
You drew a diagram across the receipt
Your mouth said “fine”
Your eyebrows filed an appeal against mine
The plates were cleared
But somehow your complaint just reappeared
One step
Then a paragraph with nothing left
Two sips
And now we’re arguing about eclipse
No script
Just brass behaving badly at the hip
Give me the crooked part
The bit that never learned to behave
Skip the polished start
I’d rather hear what you forgot to save
Don’t make it beautiful
Make it useful for a minute or two
Something disputable
Something that could only come from you
You want a verdict
I brought a question with no proper ending
You want precision
I brought a rhythm that resents explaining
Call it defective
Call it a habit with excellent shoes
Call it selective
I call it knowing what not to refuse
Stay odd
Let all the tidy couples blame the odds
Stay sharp
Keep one good insult hidden after dark
Give me the crooked part
The one you never put on display
No ceremonial heart
No careful phrase rehearsed on the way
Keep it improbable
Keep it a little too clever to prove
Almost impossible
But still with enough nerve left to move
You took the spoon
I took the story
Fair enough
You looked less boring
CREDITS
Performer: Asha Monroex
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Wake Up, Gary
Wrong Floor Cinema
Verified Artist
Wrong Floor Cinema
Wrong Floor Cinema is a four-piece alternative rock band formed in 2025 by Orson Vell, Marlow Pin, Crispin Dayrate, and Niles Weatherby. The group came together through a series of badly organized rehearsal-room bookings, after repeatedly being assigned the same basement studio by mistake. They kept the name Wrong Floor Cinema because it matched their shared taste for overlooked places, awkward situations, and things that feel slightly out of sequence.
Their music blends sharp pop-punk guitars, dry spoken-sung vocals, clipped rhythms, melodic bass lines, and an offbeat sense of humor. Although their sound draws heavily from 1990s alternative rock, they avoid straightforward nostalgia, mixing that influence with modern production, restrained arrangements, and lyrics built around mundane frustrations, social discomfort, bad timing, and small personal disasters.
Orson handles vocals and rhythm guitar, Marlow plays lead guitar, Crispin plays bass, and Niles is on drums. Together, they have built a reputation for tightly controlled live performances that still feel unpredictable, balancing catchy melodies with deadpan delivery and a slightly detached stage presence. Wrong Floor Cinema sounds like a band that arrived late, entered through the wrong door, and decided to stay anyway.
Wake Up, Gary
Wrong Floor Cinema
Gary’s got a corkboard on the bedroom wall
Red strings running from the big to the small
Says the moon’s a movie on a giant screen
“NASA hired Stanley back in ‘69” he’s keen
Won’t eat cereal with a barcode line
Reads expiration dates like secret signs
Says the pigeons blink in binary
Then whispers “Buddy… they’re watching me”
Every answer needs another question
Every fact becomes a new obsession
Wake up Gary what did you find?
Another secret hidden in your mind?
Lizard kings and laser skies
Birds with government eyes
Wake up Gary take a day off please
Not everything’s a global mystery
Maybe life is just… okay
But don’t tell Gary anyway
He says Elvis orders food at night
Bigfoot’s blurry on purpose right?
Paul was switched back in ‘64
“Look at the eyebrows!” — he’s got thirty more
Area Fifty-One’s a holiday camp
Atlantis powers every desk lamp
Chemtrails spell my middle name
And squirrels? “Yeah… they’re in the game”
Every headline proves his theory
Coffee makes him documentary
Wake up Gary what did you find?
Another secret hidden in your mind?
Lizard kings and laser skies
Birds with government eyes
Wake up Gary take a day off please
Not everything’s a global mystery
Maybe life is just… okay
But don’t tell Gary anyway
Yesterday he called at half past two
Said “I’ve got something huge for you!”
I held my breath… this must be big…
“They changed the shape… of Pringles lids”
…
He wasn’t joking
Wake up Gary what did you find?
Another rabbit hole to pass the time?
Flat Earth aliens secret files
He can talk for seventeen miles
Wake up Gary you’re one of a kind
You make conspiracy sound sublime
If the truth comes out one day
We’ll let Gary say “I told you mate!”
CREDITS
Performer: Wrong Floor Cinema
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Small Parts Of A Life
Minor Museum
Verified Artist
Minor Museum
Coming from the city renowned for its artistic heritage and atmospheric canals, Amsterdam's very own dance duo, Minor Museum, is stitching the 'dance' in windswept tulip dances. A peculiar mashup of a coding whizz and an astute accountant, their paths crossed in a city awash with creativity, where they started to craft their celebratory anthems.
These audacious lads prove there's a splash of quirkiness in everyone - even in number-crunching accountants and binary code aficionados. Plug into their latest riff on the dance genre, the vibrant tune 'Small Parts Of A Life', and it can't help but be a day brightener, providing that happy fix faster than a Dutchman can cycle into a headwind.
In the grand tradition of long summer days by the North Sea, their music fosters a joyful dynamism, reminiscent of the old city's vibrancy and hues at twilight. The Minor Museum experience is akin to taking a ride in a rickety Amsterdam canal boat - feel-good bobbing with a dash of exhilaration, minus the water sprays.
Allow the men of Minor Museum to reel you in; after all, what's life without those precious ‘small parts’ tracked through infectious beats? In the end, it's all about adding the grooves between the historical facts and tax returns, isn't it?
Small Parts Of A Life
Minor Museum
Small parts
Small parts
Of a life
I keep them
I lose them
I try
A room
A chair
A photograph there
A train
A face
A wrong suitcase
You said
Be careful
I said
Of what?
The door was open
The clock had stopped
I remember the street
But I don’t remember the name
I remember your coat
But I don’t remember the rain
Little things
Little signs
Little cuts
In the time
I was almost someone
I was almost fine
La-la-life
In small little pieces
La-la-life
It comes and it leaves us
Round and round
I go where the feeling goes
Up and down
Nobody really knows
La-la-life
In small little pieces
I lose myself
Then I repeat it
La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Of a life
Small parts
Small parts
Small parts
Of a life
La-la-life
La-la-life
I repeat it
I repeat it
A call
No sound
A hotel downtown
A shirt
A lie
A very blue sky
You smiled
Too late
I missed my fate
The lift went up
I stayed at eight
I remember the song
But I don’t remember the band
I remember your mouth
But I don’t remember your hand
Little rooms
Little lights
Little debts
Little nights
I was almost happy
I was almost right
La-la-life
In small little pieces
La-la-life
It comes and it leaves us
Round and round
I go where the feeling goes
Up and down
Nobody really knows
La-la-life
In small little pieces
I lose myself
Then I repeat it
La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Of a life
This is not sadness
This is inventory
One ticket
One number
One glass
One morning
This is not memory
This is machinery
I press play
I press stop
I press repeat
La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Small parts
La-la-life
La-la-life
I repeat it
I repeat it
La-la-life
In small little pieces
La-la-life
It comes and it leaves us
Round and round
I go where the feeling goes
Up and down
Nobody really knows
La-la-life
In small little pieces
I lose myself
Then I repeat it
La-la-life
La-la-life
Small parts
Of a life
A room
A chair
A photograph there
Small parts
Small parts
Of a life
CREDITS
Performer: Minor Museum
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Weekend Escape
BPM Off
Verified Artist
BPM Off
Hailing from the vibrant streets of Barcelona, BPM Off is a disco club band that ignites every dance floor with their effervescent energy and uplifting grooves. Formed during late-night writing sessions that often spilled into the early hours, the band members—Ella, Leo, and Max—drew inspiration from both the city’s pulsating nightlife and the rich tapestry of local music scenes. Their sound is a kaleidoscope of dance, disco, and pop, designed to make listeners feel alive and connected through shared rhythm and joy.
The band's catalog is an exploration of euphoria, perfectly exemplified in tracks like "Weekend Escape." With an infectious blend of playful melodies and heartfelt lyrics, each song invites fans to feel the rhythm rise and embrace the energy flowing through their bodies. Themes of unity and celebration resonate throughout their music, encouraging everyone to break free from daily routines and ignite the night with abandon. The mix of mixed vocals enhances the dynamic charm of BPM Off, allowing every member's strengths to shine through, while also creating a harmonious blend that feels both nostalgic and fresh.
BPM Off thrives on shaping experiences through music. Their live performances are a testament to this ethos, transforming venues into spaces where strangers become friends under the flickering lights. With hopes pinned on crafting a joyful auditory landscape, they aim not just to entertain but also to forge lasting connections among their audience. As they continue to evolve with each new release, BPM Off remains committed to weaving intricate stories delivered by vibrant beats, ensuring that every moment spent with their music is indeed a reason to celebrate life together.
Weekend Escape
BPM Off
Feel the rhythm rise let’s ignite the night
Energy flowing let’s break the mold
Grooving to the beat it’s a story to be told
With every heartbeat we’re alive and in sync
Let the music guide us let it take us to the brink
Hands up high ready for the flight
This is our moment we’re reaching new heights
Weekend escape let it unfold
Living for today let the good times roll
Laughing and dancing that’s how we sway
Rhythm of now we’ll find our way
Every sound resonates let the night ignite
With friends all around everything feels right
As the evening flows let our stories blend
In this joyful chaos there’s no need to pretend
I’m on the backbeat sneakers on the floor
Phone in my pocket still I want one more
Bass hit hard got the room in a wave
No acting no script just the moves that we save
Skippin’ past stress like it’s paint on the tile
Two-step quick laugh been a while since we smiled
From the booth to the hallway passing that spark
We don’t need a spotlight to light up the dark
Come a little closer share the joy we found
Together we’ll create a magic sound
Weekend escape let it unfold
Living for today let the good times roll
Laughing and dancing that’s how we sway
Rhythm of now we’ll find our way
Weekend escape feel it in your core
This is our moment let the music soar
Let the music soar
CREDITS
Performer: BPM Off
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Desert Frequency
Alia Bergen
Verified Artist
Alia Bergen
Alia Bergen, an emerging name in the vibrant dance music scene of Amsterdam, weaves together elements of house and electronic with a distinctly intimate touch. With her warm analog bass lines and punchy kick patterns, Alia invites listeners into her sonic world, where airy vocals dance over lush stereo pads and subtle piano stabs create an enveloping atmosphere. Her latest track, "Desert Frequency," embodies this spirit, coupling hopeful and playful themes with evolving textures that pulse with life. The organic darbuka grooves layered beneath modern house rhythms add a unique rhythmic complexity that sets her apart.
Hailing from a background steeped in musical exploration, Alia began her journey by collaborating with local musicians who shared her passion for combining traditional sounds with contemporary beats. Their initial meetings at open mic nights sparked a creative partnership that would lead to the formation of her solo project. Each track in her catalog, including future releases poised to build on the success of "Desert Frequency," explores themes of connection and intimacy, often capturing fleeting moments with poetic lyricism that resonates deeply with her audience.
In Alia's music, every sound serves a purpose—whether it's the shimmering plucks that evoke a sense of wonder or the playful slaps that drive the energy forward. Her ability to blend sensuality with inspiration creates an inviting landscape for listeners, making them feel as if they are part of an unfolding narrative. As she continues to develop her craft and refine her artistic identity, Alia Bergen remains committed to producing tracks that inspire joy and connection through rhythm and melody.
Desert Frequency
Alia Bergen
Glass on the shoreline
Silver on skin
The night keeps folding
As the rhythm pulls us in
Every street is breathing slower
Windows shimmer then disappear
You don't have to say forever
You're already here
One more step
One more spark
One more pulse across the dark
No destination
Only motion
Floating where the bass begins
Higher
Take me where the skyline bends
Higher
Nothing has to make sense
We move
Like the tide beneath the light
Higher
Till tomorrow loses sight
Dust rises softly
Under every heel
Ancient echoes
Wrapped in something new and real
Hands cut circles through the silence
Every heartbeat shifts its place
No one owns this second
No one leaves a trace
The air keeps turning
Round and round
Every shadow finds a sound
No gravity
No history
Just the rhythm underneath
We don't chase the sunrise
We become the color
One breath
One horizon
Nothing louder
Higher
Lift the night above the ground
Higher
Feel the silence singing loud
We move
Where the desert meets the sea
Higher
You and the frequency
Higher
Only the frequency
CREDITS
Performer: Alia Bergen
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Lost in the Sound
Alice Scott
Verified Artist
Alice Scott
Alice Scott emerges from the vibrant streets of New York, where the pulse of the city intertwines with her soulful melodies and jazzy rhythms. Her musical journey began in the cozy corners of local cafés, where she fine-tuned her craft amidst a backdrop of eclectic sounds and intimate performances. With genres ranging from jazz to lo-fi pop and soul, Alice's catalog is a tapestry of emotional exploration, where each track resonates with the bittersweet essence of life’s fleeting moments. Songs like "Lost in the Sound" capture her reflective nature, painting vivid pictures of nostalgia and longing through poignant lyrics and lush arrangements.
Her artistic identity is a fusion of old-school charm and contemporary sensibilities, often drawing inspiration from the rich history of jazz while seamlessly incorporating modern production techniques. Alice's work invites listeners into a world where chill vibes meet deep emotional currents, making every listening experience a personal reflection. As she continues to evolve, Alice Scott remains dedicated to expressing the complexities of the human experience, crafting soundscapes that linger long after the last note fades away.
Lost in the Sound
Alice Scott
Thoughts collide as I reflect
Searching for what I can't connect
Every chord brings back your smile
But it's just an empty aisle
Time keeps moving yet I'm here
Holding on to what was dear
Words unspoken cloud my view
Moments lost but still feel you
Hey can you hear me?
I'm lost in the sound
Gripping tight can't let go
Of the warmth of you
Will I find my way through?
Every twist brings back your name
Searching for a spark to reclaim
But I breathe I choose to dance
Finding strength in every chance
Letting go of what we've known
Building paths where love has grown
Every heartbeat every sound
New stories waiting to be found
Hey can you hear me?
I'm lost in the sound
Gripping tight can't let go
Of the warmth of you
Will I find my way through?
CREDITS
Performer: Alice Scott
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Run Into Summer
August Marlow
Verified Artist
August Marlow
August Marlow is a 25-year-old artist hailing from Toronto, whose music encapsulates the essence of youth and optimism. With a focus on pop, his debut track "Run Into Summer" radiates a hopeful and uplifting vibe, perfectly reflecting the playful spirit of summer. Marlow's sound is characterized by vibrant melodies and heartfelt lyrics, inviting listeners into a world where inspiration and joy intertwine seamlessly.
Though currently his catalog includes just this one track, "Run Into Summer" sets a promising tone for what is to come. Marlow's artistic identity is shaped by themes of positivity and aspiration, elements that are likely to resonate throughout his future work. As he continues to explore and expand his musical horizons, fans can anticipate a collection of songs that celebrate life's lighter moments while maintaining an authentic connection to his artistic roots.
Run Into Summer
August Marlow
You showed up late with your hair still wet
Said “don’t ask where I’ve been”
I had two cold drinks and a nervous smile
You had trouble on your skin
We left our phones in the corner booth
Ran out before the bill
You said “I know a road where the city ends”
I said “show me I will”
And I don’t know
Where this thing is going
But your hand’s in mine
And the night keeps rolling
You say my name
Like a song you’re learning
Then you pull me close
And the whole street’s turning
So let’s run into summer
Like we don’t know better
Heartbeats loud
In the hot bad weather
You and me
Getting gone together
If we fall too fast
We can blame it on forever
Run run
Into the blue
I don’t need a plan
When I’m running with you
Run run
Like lovers do
I don’t need the world
I just need one more minute with you
You kicked your shoes off by the seaside bar
Danced on the pavement line
I tried to act like I didn’t care
But I was losing my mind
You stole my cap I stole your look
We were laughing too loud
Somebody played that old guitar
And you sang to the crowd
And I don’t know
If this is a warning
But your eyes say stay
Till the blue of morning
You say my name
Like you mean it maybe
Then you smile like that
And the night goes crazy
So let’s run into summer
Like we don’t know better
Heartbeats loud
In the hot bad weather
You and me
Getting gone together
If we fall too fast
We can blame it on forever
Run run
Into the blue
I don’t need a plan
When I’m running with you
Run run
Like lovers do
I don’t need the world
I just need one more minute with you
Oh-oh-oh
One more minute with you
Oh-oh-oh
One more minute with you
**[Bridge - Half Time]**
Maybe September comes too soon
Maybe this all disappears
Maybe we’re just two hearts
Making too much noise out here
But I don’t wanna slow down
I don’t wanna be right
I just wanna keep you
For the rest of tonight
So let’s run into summer
Like we don’t know better
Heartbeats loud
In the hot bad weather
You and me
Getting gone together
If we fall too fast
We can blame it on forever
Run run
Into the blue
I don’t need a plan
When I’m running with you
Run run
Like lovers do
I don’t need the world
I just need one more minute with you
Oh-oh-oh
One more minute with you
Oh-oh-oh
Run into summer with you
CREDITS
Performer: August Marlow
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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No Me Mires Asi
Mono De Oro
Verified Artist
Mono De Oro
Mono De Oro is a vibrant singer-songwriter with Spanish roots, now making waves in the heart of America. With a voice that carries the warmth of sun-soaked afternoons and the melodic storytelling of her heritage, she embodies a rich cultural blend. Her music serves as an intimate exploration of identity, love, and longing, bridging the gap between her past and present. Each note resonates with the essence of her journey, capturing the listener's attention and drawing them into her world.
Her catalog may currently feature a single track, "No Me Mires Asi," but Mono De Oro’s artistry extends far beyond this initial offering. The song reflects her distinctive lyrical style, characterized by poetic narratives and emotive vocals that leave a lasting impact. As she continues to develop her sound, themes of introspection and romance emerge as central threads, manifesting in a unique way that invites listeners to experience her personal reflections on life and love.
Living in America has undoubtedly influenced her music, allowing her to merge traditional Spanish influences with contemporary sounds. This fusion is evident in her compelling vocal delivery and the emotional depth present in her songwriting. Mono De Oro's passion for crafting relatable stories through her art promises an exciting evolution ahead, captivating audiences with each new release as she carves out her space in the indie music scene.
No Me Mires Asi
Mono De Oro
Yeah
Mono De Oro
No me mires así
You know what you do
Llegaste tarde
With that smile
Como si nada
But you changed the vibe
Yo estaba tranquilo
Mind on my plans
Then you said my name
With your drink in hand
No busco problemas
But you look like one
De esos bonitos
Que no say sorry
Te acercas lento
I lose my line
No me preguntes
If I’m fine
Una noche
No promise
Dos miradas
Too honest
Si te vas
I won’t call
Si te quedas
I might fall
No me mires así
Que me haces pensar
Que tal vez esta noche
No va a terminar
No me mires así
I’m trying to behave
Pero tú tienes algo
I can’t explain
No no no
Don’t move away
No no no
Quédate
No me mires así
Que me haces pensar
Que tal vez esta noche
No va a terminar
Tú tienes ritmo
Sin intentar
I got excuses
To stay where you are
Dicen cuidado
Yo digo maybe
Con esa cara
You drive me crazy
No quiero drama
No quiero stress
Solo tu risa
Close to my chest
Si esto es pecado
Make it polite
We keep it clean
But we don’t waste time
Una noche
No promise
Dos miradas
Too honest
Si te vas
I won’t call
Si te quedas
I might fall
No me mires así
Que me haces pensar
Que tal vez esta noche
No va a terminar
No me mires así
I’m trying to behave
Pero tú tienes algo
I can’t explain
No no no
Don’t move away
No no no
Quédate
No me mires así
Que me haces pensar
Que tal vez esta noche
No va a terminar
No te prometo
Toda mi vida
Pero esta noche
Se ve distinta
You don’t need words
I don’t need plans
Solo tu mano
Cerca de my hand
Si esto se acaba
Lo acepto bien
Pero por ahora
Ven ven ven
No me mires así
Que me haces pensar
Que tal vez esta noche
No va a terminar
No me mires así
I’m trying to behave
Pero tú tienes algo
I can’t explain
No no no
Don’t move away
No no no
Quédate
No me mires así
Que me haces pensar
Que tal vez esta noche
No va a terminar
No me mires así
You know what you do
Quédate
Just me and you
CREDITS
Performer: Mono De Oro
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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HOT TRACK
Il Punto Piu Vivo
Milo Sartini
Verified Artist
Milo Sartini
Milo Sartini grew up near Italy’s Adriatic coast in a family where meals regularly became debates and kitchen utensils often became percussion instruments. That lively upbringing shaped an artist drawn to movement, language and the small absurdities of everyday life. His music combines quick-witted Italian storytelling with muscular funk bass, Mediterranean percussion and contemporary pop production.
Sartini studied cultural anthropology at the University of Bologna, focusing on music, public space and the rituals that bring strangers together. He later trained in contemporary composition, arrangement and studio production at a private music institute in Milan. His academic background still informs his work: every rhythm has a social purpose, every instrument enters for a reason, and humour is treated as seriously as melody.
His debut single, “Il Punto Più Vivo,” introduces Sartini as a singer, producer and observant narrator with an instinct for turning ordinary scenes into kinetic music. His delivery moves naturally between singing and rhythmic speech, supported by precise percussion, brass accents and tightly controlled electronic production. Intelligent without becoming academic and playful without becoming novelty, Milo Sartini makes pop music that notices how people actually live.
Il Punto Piu Vivo
Milo Sartini
Uno viene dal porto
Uno scende dal tram
Una ride da sola
Uno non sa dove va
Ma il tamburo li chiama
Senza chiedere chi sei
Questa sera la strada
Ha più nomi di noi
C’è chi arriva con tre parole
Chi ne porta tremila
Chi cucina sopra un balcone
Chi ripara una bicicletta
C’è una radio dietro una porta
Che trasmette da chissà dove
Una nonna detta la danza
A una banda di ventenni
Il tassista perde il turno
Per seguire quel contrabbasso
Un bambino batte il tempo
Con due cucchiai sopra un piatto
Nessun palco nessun padrone
Nessun posto riservato
Quando il ritmo prende la piazza
Ogni nome viene chiamato
Vieni qua
Non serve sapere perché
Vieni qua
Porta soltanto quello che c’è
Questo è il punto più vivo
Dove tutto fa tum tum
Dove il nord incontra il sud
E nessuno resta più
Questo è il punto più vivo
Mani in alto giù di nuovo
Se la terra gira ancora
Questa notte gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Ogni lingua cambia il suono
Ma il battito dice: noi
Una cuoca lascia il grembiule
Per un passo mezzo sbagliato
Un avvocato molto serio
Fa qualcosa mai studiato
Due turisti senza mappa
Hanno perso la prudenza
Una coppia che litigava
Ora balla la stessa frase
C’è chi viene per curiosare
Chi domani deve partire
Chi ha promesso “solo un minuto”
Ed è ancora qui alle tre
Non importa da quale tavolo
Da quale treno o quartiere
Siamo pezzi senza istruzioni
Che funzionano tutti insieme
Vieni qua
Non devi assomigliare a me
Vieni qua
Porta il tuo modo di stare in piedi
Questo è il punto più vivo
Dove tutto fa tum tum
Dove il nord incontra il sud
E nessuno resta più
Questo è il punto più vivo
Mani in alto giù di nuovo
Se la terra gira ancora
Questa notte gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Ogni lingua cambia il suono
Ma il battito dice: noi
Dimmi come batti il tempo
Con il palmo o con il mento
Con le scarpe sul cemento
Con un fiato preso al volo
Uno due — non basta ancora
Tre quattro — viene l’aurora
Cinque sei — cambia la storia
Sette miliardi nella stessa gola
Io dico: vicino
Tutti: più vicino
Io dico: più forte
Tutti: fino al mattino
Io dico: chi siamo?
Tutti: quelli che arrivano
Io dico: dove siamo?
Tutti: dove le cose cominciano
Questo è il punto più vivo
Dove tutto fa tum tum
Dove il nord incontra il sud
E nessuno resta più
Questo è il punto più vivo
Ogni passo trova il modo
Se la terra gira ancora
Questa notte gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Non c’è un centro sulla carta
Il centro siamo noi
Uno torna verso il porto
Uno aspetta ancora il tram
La mattina prende nota
Di chi non si fermerà
Tum tum
Il centro siamo noi
Tum tum
Il centro siamo noi
CREDITS
Performer: Milo Sartini
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Power Play (ft Dari...
Heather Davis
Verified Artist
Heather Davis
Heather Davis is a London-based artist whose music pulses with the vibrant energy of modern dance and disco. Infused with influences from the city’s club culture, her tracks like "Power Play (ft Darius Vale)" showcase her ability to blend nu-disco rhythms with electro-pop sensibilities. With a strong yet playful vocal delivery that echoes confidence, Heather’s music invites listeners to embrace their own strength and joy. Her songs evolve around themes of self-empowerment and celebration, creating an uplifting atmosphere that resonates in every beat.
Heather's catalog features an array of meticulously crafted tracks that reflect her unique artistic vision. Alongside "Power Play," listeners can explore other energetic anthems that ooze happiness and hopefulness, designed to keep spirits high on the dance floor. The synergy of tight four-on-the-floor drums, funky basslines, and glossy synths not only establishes her signature sound but also makes each track feel like a celebration of life’s joyous moments, capturing the essence of what it means to truly live in the moment.
Power Play (ft Darius Vale)
Heather Davis
Walking in I feel the shift
Confidence it’s my gift
No more waiting for a sign
I’m my own and I feel fine
Every glance they see the change
A subtle glow I rearrange
Moving through like I own the space
This is my time I’ll set the pace
I’m not here for your approval
Shining bright I’m my own fuel
Step aside feel the vibe let it sway
I’m alive in this power play
No more aftertone of what could be
I’m the story I’m the key
With each beat I redefine
Crafting moments I’m aligned
Every glance they see the change
A subtle glow I rearrange
Moving through like I own the space
This is my time I’ll set the pace
I’m not here for your approval
Shining bright I’m my own fuel
Step aside feel the vibe let it sway
I’m alive in this power play
Yeah I walk in cool no script no stunt
Clean cut low talk I don’t need the front
Hands in the pocket watch the room bend
Every small doubt I had I just left to end
Fresh on my feet let the floorboards talk
No borrowed shine I built my own walk
Look at me now no mask no delay
I move with the groove then I move out the way
Catch the rhythm let it flow
This is where I’ll let it show
No more doubt just clarity
This is my reality
I’m not here for your approval
Shining bright I’m my own fuel
Step aside feel the vibe let it sway
I’m alive in this power play
CREDITS
Performer: Heather Davis
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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New Beginnings
Sheela West
Verified Artist
Sheela West
Sheela West, hailing from the sun-baked landscapes of Arizona, embodies the invigorating spirit of contemporary country music, blending playful pop elements with rock undertones. With each note she sings, like in her vibrant track "New Beginnings," Sheela captures the essence of youthful exploration and heartfelt empowerment. Her sound is characterized by polished production, featuring catchy melodies and acoustic guitar that invite listeners to embrace joyous moments and new adventures. Late-night writing sessions beneath the stars have fueled her creativity, allowing her to craft narratives that resonate deeply while also providing a soundtrack for carefree nights.
As part of a local scene that thrives on collaboration and spontaneity, Sheela draws inspiration from the pulsating energy of clubs where diverse genres intersect. Her catalog reflects this rich tapestry, with tracks that evoke a spectrum of emotions—from the hopeful anthem "Chasing Stars" to the playful vibes of "Summer Skies." Each song showcases her ability to connect with an audience through relatable themes of love, freedom, and self-discovery. With a youthful vocal character and an uplifting aura, Sheela West stands ready to make an indelible mark on the hearts of country music fans everywhere.
New Beginnings
Sheela West
Packed my bags heading out tonight
City sights yeah they feel so bright
Got a feeling it's time to run
Leaving the past I'm ready for fun
Every step feels like a brand new start
Finding freedom that's where I'll find my heart
Hey I'm alive feel the rhythm rise
Dancing through the streets watch the good times fly
Letting go of what held me back
Now I'm on my way never looking back
Met some faces shared a laugh or two
Every moment feels like something new
With the music I can finally breathe
This is my time got so much to achieve
And when the night falls I won’t be alone
With the stars shining I've found my home
[Final Chorus]
Hey I'm alive feel the rhythm rise
Dancing through the streets watch the good times fly
Letting go of what held me back
Now I'm on my way never looking back
CREDITS
Performer: Sheela West
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Halfway Honest
Rowan Grey
Verified Artist
Rowan Grey
Rowan Grey is an alternative R&B pop singer whose work resonates with emotional authenticity and sonic warmth. Known for his close-miked vocal style, Rowan's agile phrasing and subtle falsetto add layers of complexity to his music. His track "Halfway Honest" exemplifies his unique ability to weave together minimal Rhodes chords, rounded bass lines, and delicate nylon guitar details while incorporating subtle electronic textures that create a rich listening experience.
The themes of trust and honesty run deeply through Rowan's songwriting. He explores the bittersweet nature of relationships, balancing moments of vulnerability with hints of hopefulness amid sadness. Each track he releases invites listeners into an intimate space where they can reflect on their own experiences, making his music relatable and profound. The emotionally charged lyrics paired with minimalist production allow Rowan's voice to shine, creating a connection that lingers long after the music fades.
Collaborating with producer Hakan E., Rowan has carved out a distinctive sound marked by its lush instrumentation and poignant storytelling. His catalog, though still blossoming, reflects a commitment to crafting songs that speak to the human experience, engaging with feelings that are often left unspoken. As he continues to develop his artistry, Rowan Grey aims to leave an indelible mark on the independent music scene, inviting audiences to join him on this heartfelt exploration of life and love.
Halfway Honest
Rowan Grey
I told you enough to calm your doubt
Left every harder detail out
Called it mercy called it care
But truth with holes is still unfair
You read my face before my words
Knew every answer had been curved
I kept the facts at arm's length
Then watched that distance take our strength
I cannot ask for trust again
Without admitting where I bent
I was halfway honest
That means halfway gone
I gave you selected pieces
Then asked you to hold on
I was halfway honest
You deserved the whole
No more careful versions
No more edited soul
I made excuses sound so clean
Kept my fault behind a screen
Said I wanted us to heal
While I hid what you could feel
You never asked for perfect proof
Only one complete hard truth
So here it is without defense
I broke our bond with half events
I cannot ask for trust again
Without admitting where I bent
I was halfway honest
That means halfway gone
I gave you selected pieces
Then asked you to hold on
I was halfway honest
You deserved the whole
No more careful versions
No more edited soul
If you leave I understand
If you stay I change my stand
Either way this much is true
I will not hide myself from you
I was halfway honest
That means halfway gone
I gave you selected pieces
Then asked you to hold on
I was halfway honest
You deserved the whole
Now you get the full truth
No more edited soul
CREDITS
Performer: Rowan Grey
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.