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HOT TRACK
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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Paper Crown
Sera Knox
Verified Artist
Sera Knox
Sera Knox is an electrifying force in the alternative pop landscape, merging her powerful vocals with a compelling electropop sound. Known for her poised low-register verses that lead into soaring upper-register choruses, Sera’s music features dry punchy drums, rubbery synth bass, and angular guitar lines. Her debut track, "Paper Crown," exemplifies her knack for crafting bold melodic hooks that resonate with listeners while delivering sharp and self-aware lyrics. Each element of her production is layered with artistry, creating a sound that is both modern and timeless.
Thematically, Sera’s work revolves around independence and self-worth, often reflecting a conscious rejection of superficial public approval. In "Paper Crown," she encapsulates this sentiment perfectly, using a vibrant sonic palette to convey her triumph over societal expectations. The energetic mood of her songs invites listeners to embrace their individuality and draw strength from within. Her artistic vision is characterized by a blend of electronic influences and traditional pop sensibilities, allowing her to explore complex emotions through a catchy and engaging framework.
As Sera Knox continues to carve out her niche within the notFM HEAT Music Universe, her catalog promises to grow with more tracks that embody her distinctive style. Fans can expect a consistently uplifting listening experience that motivates them to celebrate their uniqueness, making each release a testament to self-empowerment. With her sharp art-pop details, Sera's music remains an invitation to step away from empty status symbols and embrace genuine self-expression.
Paper Crown
Sera Knox
You gave me praise with borrowed words
A polished smile for every turn
A front-row seat a painted name
A perfect pose a hollow game
I learned the rules I played my part
Held every cue against my heart
Then one small crack became a door
I do not need that stage anymore
Keep your medals keep your throne
I can build a life my own
Paper crown let it fall
It was never worth it all
Every cheer became a chain
Every win required my name
Paper crown hit the ground
Hear that honest simple sound
I step out I stand tall
You can keep your paper crown
You sold applause as if it cared
Counted every room I shared
Made my value fit a chart
Turned a person to a part
I know success can still be kind
When I decide what counts as mine
No public score no velvet rope
Can own my nerve or price my hope
Keep your medals keep your throne
I can build a life my own
Paper crown let it fall
It was never worth it all
Every cheer became a chain
Every win required my name
Paper crown hit the ground
Hear that honest simple sound
I step out I stand tall
You can keep your paper crown
I do not need a room to rise
I do not need their measured eyes
My worth survives without a vote
That is the line I choose to hold
Paper crown let it fall
It was never worth it all
Every cheer became a chain
Every win required my name
Paper crown hit the ground
Hear that honest simple sound
I step out I stand tall
You can keep your paper crown
CREDITS
Performer: Sera Knox
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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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
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Call Me Expensive
Fonx Prime
Verified Artist
Fonx Prime
Fonx Prime is an emerging artist from London, known for his infectious blend of funk and pop that captures the vibrancy of the city’s music scene. Currently honing his craft as a conservatoire student, Fonx brings a youthful exuberance to his work, drawing inspiration from both classic influences and contemporary trends. His debut track "Call Me Expensive" showcases this dynamic approach, effortlessly merging upbeat rhythms with playful lyrics that resonate with themes of hope and confidence.
With a sound that is both energetic and uplifting, Fonx's music invites listeners into a world where joy is paramount. Each composition reflects his ability to create engaging melodies that linger in the mind long after the last note fades. Beyond the lively grooves of "Call Me Expensive," future releases are expected to expand upon this tapestry, exploring the interplay between funk-driven beats and pop sensibilities while maintaining an overall sense of optimism.
Fonx Prime’s artistic identity is rooted in authenticity, as he embraces his journey with sincerity and passion. His music not only serves as a reflection of his personal experiences but also invites audiences to celebrate life’s moments of happiness and playfulness. As he continues to develop his catalog, Fonx aims to connect with fans through relatable themes and an infectious energy that encourages everyone to embrace their individuality.
Call Me Expensive
Fonx Prime
Ow
Mm
Don’t act cheap with my heart
You got style
But you talk too much
You got taste
But you rush too much
I don’t need
A golden key
I just need
You next to me
No long speech
No big parade
Just that look
That you can’t fake
You say maybe
I say no
Pick a side
Or let me go
I’m not hard to love
I’m hard to fool
You play so sweet
But I know you
If you want my time
Spend it right
Don’t bring drama
To my Friday night
Call me expensive
Call me too much
Call me whenever
You need real love
Call me electric
Call me your type
Call me before you
Change your mind
You don’t need money
You need attention
I don’t want diamonds
I want intention
Call me expensive
Baby that’s fine
Cheap talk never
Gets my time
You wear cool
Like a second skin
But I see nerves
When I walk in
You try smooth
I try honest
You want games
I want promise
Don’t send flowers
Send the truth
I got better
Things to do
You say maybe
I say please
Don’t waste rhythm
On your knees
I’m not hard to love
I’m hard to fool
You play so sweet
But I know you
If you want my time
Spend it right
Don’t bring drama
To my Friday night
Call me expensive
Call me too much
Call me whenever
You need real love
Call me electric
Call me your type
Call me before you
Change your mind
You don’t need money
You need attention
I don’t want diamonds
I want intention
Call me expensive
Baby that’s fine
Cheap talk never
Gets my time
Less conversation
More dedication
Less explanation
More demonstration
I don’t need perfect
I don’t need rich
I need somebody
Who knows what this is
Say it cleaner
Stand up straighter
Love me now
Or miss me later
Call me expensive
Call me too much
Call me whenever
You need real love
Call me electric
Call me your type
Call me before you
Change your mind
You don’t need money
You need attention
I don’t want diamonds
I want intention
Call me expensive
Baby that’s fine
Cheap talk never
Gets my time
Ow
Don’t act cheap with my heart
Call me expensive
That’s a good start
CREDITS
Performer: Fonx Prime
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Margin of Error
Susan Hall
Verified Artist
Susan Hall
Susan Hall emerges from the vibrant backdrop of New York City, where late-night writing sessions fuel her introspective explorations into the human experience. Infusing elements of Lo-Fi, Pop, and Trip-Hop, Susan crafts soundscapes that oscillate between playful and melancholic. Her track "Margin of Error" encapsulates this duality, featuring smoky vocals layered over a pulsating sub-bass and ethereal Fender Rhodes chords. With a penchant for the poetic, her lyrics explore themes of longing and uncertainty, often wrapped in an enigmatic embrace that resonates deeply with listeners.
The sonic threads within her catalog weave together a compelling narrative, each track a reflection of her artistic identity marked by subtle contrasts. From the dark trip-hop influences that shape her beats to the epic yet intimate moods she conjures, Susan's music reveals a world where vulnerability meets resilience. With tracks like "Margin of Error," she invites audiences to navigate through the shadows of love and loss while offering an unexpected playfulness that lingers long after the last note fades.
Margin of Error
Susan Hall
You filed my name under maybe
Kept one hand near delete
Your sentences came pre-approved
Every promise wore a barcode
I read the terms across your face
A firm refusal dressed as grace
You kept my number off the page
Then called it love at your own rate
I learned the cost of being near
A private charge renewed each year
Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss
Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total
Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased
You wore affection like a pass
Valid until somebody asked
My place was marked with pencil lead
Easy to alter hard to read
You built a room from access codes
The door unlocked when you chose
I left the key beside your name
No final speech no claim to blame
Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss
Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total
Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased
I was never hard to measure
You preferred uncertain scales
A person turned to useful data
A pulse reduced to monthly sales
Now every digit has an owner
Every loss can state its cause
You can keep your perfect record
I have left your private laws
Call me your margin of error
The number you rounded to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total
Call me your margin of error
The flaw that refused to behave
Cross out the file marked as maybe
I won’t be useful then erased
Delete my name from your system
The error has learned its own weight
CREDITS
Performer: Susan Hall
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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Waves of Laughter
Common Holiday
Verified Artist
Common Holiday
Common Holiday is an independent music project crafted by Berlin-based artist Sam Turner, whose vibrant soundscape blends folk, indie, pop, and rock into an energetic tapestry. With a passion for storytelling through music, Sam wields his acoustic guitar to create playful melodies that invite listeners to embrace the joy of life’s little moments. His catalog showcases a compelling blend of bright major keys and lively rhythms, encapsulated in tracks like "Waves of Laughter," where the warmth of analog tape meets playful instrumentation, from strummed guitars to the buoyant tones of trombone and violin.
Growing up surrounded by diverse musical influences in the heart of Berlin, Sam found inspiration in the city’s rich cultural scene. He began writing songs as a means to express his experiences and emotions while fostering connections with others. The collaborative spirit of Berlin brought together like-minded musicians who shared his vision, leading to a creative partnership that would eventually shape Common Holiday. Together, they craft songs that resonate with an uplifting energy, encouraging listeners to dance away their worries and celebrate life’s joys.
"Waves of Laughter" perfectly embodies the essence of Common Holiday's ethos—spreading optimism and connection through music. The track's playful singalong quality draws audiences in, providing a sense of community and shared experience. As Sam continues to develop his artistic identity, expect more tracks that fuse heartfelt lyrics with high-energy production, inviting everyone to join in the uplifting journey he offers through his music.
Waves of Laughter
Common Holiday
Got my feet up sun on my face
Life is a ride let’s pick up the pace
With a strum of the guitar the world feels right
Let’s dance on the clouds from morning till night
LAUGHING LOUD we chase the sun
Rolling on waves oh we’re gonna have fun!
With a trombone blast we’re breaking the rules
Together we shine just a couple of fools!
Running through fields with laughter in tow
A violin sings as we steal the show
Time is a game we play it so bright
With every note played we’re taking flight
LAUGHING LOUD we chase the sun
Rolling on waves oh we’re gonna have fun!
With a trombone blast we’re breaking the rules
Together we shine just a couple of fools!
LAUGHING LOUD we chase the sun
Rolling on waves oh we’re gonna have fun!
With a trombone blast we’re breaking the rules
Together we shine just a couple of fools!
CREDITS
Performer: Common Holiday
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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HOT TRACK
Secondhand Alibi
Romeo Vane
Verified Artist
Romeo Vane
"Romeo Vane: at the ripe age of 25, this American pop-rock comet is shooting across the Alternative universe, spreading hope with doses of edgy authenticity. Born and bred in the sonic heartland of the Windy City, he’s a Chicagoan with an unapologetic knack for compelling narratives and an obsession for truth.
Whether it's life's sharp corners or the soft bruises of love, Romeo Vane's got a knack for rolling them into tunes that blend breezy alt-rock melodies with the raw, gritty flavor of pop. His stage name isn't for show; Romeo comes with a romantic bravado that'd make Shakespeare blush, and the barbed tongue of a true Windy City native. Just tune into "Kiss Me When I'm Lying" - it's less of a song, more a rollercoaster ride through hope, heartbreak, and hilariously serious self-deprecation.
Despite his youth, he's seen more than enough of life's ups and downs, packaging the human experience into easily digestible nuggets of melodic wisdom. Romeo Vane’s music is the kind that makes you call your ex at 2 a.m., cry a little, laugh a lot, and still believe in the dream of a better dawn. Now, how's that for a self-made, alternative songwriter from the city that never sleeps?"
Secondhand Alibi
Romeo Vane
I found it in a Sunday ad
Between a sofa and a wedding band
“Barely used no questions asked”
The seller wore a borrowed name
He said it worked on jealous hearts
On hotel clerks and parking guards
I paid in cash he wished me luck
Then vanished before the light changed
I practiced every detail
The hour the street the rain
But truth has lousy manners
It keeps interrupting names
I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine
I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine
I said the train was running late
You knew that line from ’98
I blamed a man I’d never met
You said “At least invent him well”
I moved the evening half an hour
Changed the bar replaced the car
By then the lie had better shoes
And more ambition than the truth
I gave it dates and weather
A witness and a scar
You watched me build the ceiling
Then asked where the foundations are
I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine
I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine
Mine on Monday
Mine by five
Mine when I need
Someone else to survive
The seller called at 2:13
Said “That excuse belongs to me”
I told him he could have it back
He laughed and said “You made it yours”
You poured your drink into the sink
Not angry almost entertained
You said “The worst part isn’t this
It’s how rehearsed you look in pain”
So here’s the part I didn’t buy
No clever date no useful guy
I stayed because I liked the risk
I left because you noticed it
No missing train no broken phone
No nameless friend to take the blame
I wanted two incompatible things
And called confusion by your name
I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me why
Now every version sounds like mine
I bought a secondhand alibi
But guilt was never in the price
Keep the story keep the night
Every version sounds like mine
The truth was sitting in the car
Patient as an unpaid fare
I opened up the passenger door
It said “You took your time”
CREDITS
Performer: Romeo Vane
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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HOT TRACK
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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Disco Machiavelli (...
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.
Disco Machiavelli (ft Miss Voltage)
Herr Casino
Ladies and gentlemen
From Vienna to Miami
From the palace to the party
They call him
Disco Machiavelli
Not a prince
Not a saint
Just trouble in a velvet jacket
He walks in late with a golden cane
White silk shirt and a champagne stain
Everybody knows but nobody tells
He buys bad luck and sells it well
Midnight phone no caller ID
Three black cars on a one-way street
He says “my dear don’t follow the rules”
Then disappears by the swimming pool
He’s got the city on a string
He makes the mirror wanna sing
Too much charm too much heat
Dancing like a scandal in the street
Disco Machiavelli
Oh-oh he’s ready
Heart so heavy
But the beat so steady
Disco Machiavelli
Ciao baby ciao
Everybody wants him
Nobody knows how
Machiavelli
Machiavelli
Nicht so schnell mein Freund
She met him once at the Hotel Noir
Red wine smile and a stolen car
He said “love is politics darling you’ll see”
Then left her name on the balcony
Velvet gloves dangerous plans
Kissing rings on invisible hands
He don’t dance he negotiates
With the DJ and the city gates
He’s got the night under control
Silver shoes and a borrowed soul
Too much style too much speed
Living like the headline of the week
Disco Machiavelli
Oh-oh he’s ready
Heart so heavy
But the beat so steady
Disco Machiavelli
Ciao baby ciao
Everybody wants him
Nobody knows how
Signorina
Listen carefully
Power is a dance floor
And everybody pays entry
He said it with a smile
Then he vanished in the bassline
Machiavelli
Machiavelli
Dance with the devil
But dress like heaven
Machiavelli
Machiavelli
Too much drama
Too much leather
Disco Machiavelli
Oh-oh he’s ready
Heart so heavy
But the beat so steady
Disco Machiavelli
Ciao baby ciao
Everybody wants him
Nobody knows how
Disco Machiavelli
Oh-oh he’s ready
Velvet panic
Television confetti
Disco Machiavelli
Ciao baby ciao
He was here for a minute
He’s a legend now
From Vienna to Miami
From the palace to the party
Disco Machiavelli
Ciao baby ciao
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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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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Railroad Shoes
Ted Clayton
Verified Artist
Ted Clayton
Ted Clayton is a Seattle-based solo artist whose music captures the grit and heart of urban life through a blues rock lens. Drawing inspiration from the late-night writing sessions in his cramped apartment, he channels raw, introspective narratives into his tracks. His latest offering, "Railroad Shoes," encapsulates a feeling of longing and resilience, featuring a close-mic baritone that weaves through a backdrop of slide guitar fills and the warmth of an upright bass. Ted’s sound is marked by its chill yet playful essence, offering a dynamic lift during choruses that invites listeners to feel both the weight of hard luck and the lightness of hope.
With an emerging catalog that reflects his artistic evolution, Ted's passion for storytelling shines in tracks like "Dusty Roads" and "Midnight Train." Each song presents a vivid scene, rich with imagery of everyday struggles and personal triumphs. The atmospheric production—characterized by tremolo electric guitar and hints of bathroom ambience—serves as an emotional landscape for his lyrics, which explore the complexities of life with sincerity. As he carves out his sonic identity, Ted Clayton continues to resonate deeply with those who find beauty in the imperfections of their own journeys.
Railroad Shoes
Ted Clayton
I woke up cold on Pine Street floor
Boots by the door but I can't walk no more
Got a hole in my pocket a hole in my plan
And that old train dust still on my hands
Mama said boy keep your head held high
But the rain hit hard and it blurred my eye
I pawned my watch for a little cash
Now I'm counting change and I burn it fast
Ain't it a shame
How the hard days call my name
I keep on moving slow
But I can't let it show
These railroad shoes
Keep me moving through
These railroad shoes
Lord they seen me through
When the road runs mean
And the night cuts loose
I keep on walking
In my railroad shoes
There’s a bar down low with a dented sign
One busted lamp and a crooked line
I sat in the back where the hurt folks go
Let the jukebox cry let the whole room know
Ain't it a shame
How the hard days call my name
I keep on moving slow
But I can't let it show
These railroad shoes
Keep me moving through
These railroad shoes
Lord they seen me through
When the road runs mean
And the night cuts loose
I keep on walking
In my railroad shoes
If the river rises I won't drown
I'll kick that mud till I wear it down
One more mile one more bend
I was born to leave but I come back again
These railroad shoes
Keep me moving through
These railroad shoes
Lord they seen me through
When the road runs mean
And the night cuts loose
I keep on walking
In my railroad shoes
CREDITS
Performer: Ted Clayton
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Open Circuit
Mira Cade
Open Circuit
Mira Cade
I kept each feeling under glass
A private rule from years gone past
You saw the lock you did not push
You gave me room to choose enough
Now every reason feels too old
I want a life I do not hold
One honest move one steady start
A simple route from heart to heart
Open circuit let it run
No more hiding what we want
Every signal coming clear
I choose trust I choose you here
Open circuit no disguise
Read the answer from my eyes
We can let connection start
One direct route heart to heart
You kept your plans behind a grin
Afraid that I would not step near
But caution only served the past
We have a chance to make this last
Now every reason feels too old
We want a life we do not hold
One honest move one steady start
A simple route from heart to heart
Open circuit let it run
No more hiding what we want
Every signal coming clear
I choose trust I choose you here
Open circuit no disguise
Read the answer from my eyes
We can let connection start
One direct route heart to heart
No locked reply no coded test
We say the need and give our best
If fear returns we name it fast
Then choose what matters choose what lasts
Open circuit let it run
No more hiding what we want
Every signal coming clear
I choose trust I choose you here
Open circuit no disguise
Read the answer from my eyes
We can let connection start
One direct route heart to heart
CREDITS
Performer: Mira Cade
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Channel Zero
Gutterlux 42
Verified Artist
Gutterlux 42
Gutterlux 42, hailing from the vibrant streets of Bristol, is an artist navigating the delicate intersections of alternative hip-hop, cinematic dub-pop, and psychedelic funk. With a sound that evokes a sense of bittersweet nostalgia, Gutterlux 42 draws listeners into a world where heavy basslines intertwine with mixed vocal stylings, creating a captivating atmosphere that feels both intimate and expansive. Tracks like "Channel Zero" showcase this unique blend, employing rich, layered production that combines elements of lo-fi electronic soul with art-rock vibes, inviting audiences to reflect on their own emotional landscapes.
With roots deeply embedded in club culture and a rich local scene, Gutterlux 42's artistry thrives on the pulse of urban life. The musical narrative often begins with unexpected sounds—a radio scan, echoes of street ambience—setting the stage for explorations of identity, connection, and the human condition. Each release not only builds upon the last but also captures moments of clarity amid chaos, often taking listeners through dark corridors before lifting them into moments of inspiration. This thematic evolution is evident throughout their catalog, allowing their music to resonate on multiple levels.
As a project, Gutterlux 42 is marked by an ever-evolving creative identity that reflects both personal experiences and collective emotions. Their work invites listeners to confront the complexities of existence while wrapped in melodies that linger long after the final note fades. Whether through melancholic introspection or uplifting revelations, Gutterlux 42 continues to carve out a space in the indie landscape that feels distinctly theirs—one where every track serves as a new chapter in an ongoing story.
Channel Zero
Gutterlux 42
Good morning citizens
Your mood has been selected
Please remain casually impressed
I bought a smile from a vending machine
It came with batteries polished and clean
The screen said “Buddy you’re doing fine”
Then charged my card for wasting its time
My neighbor’s dog has a podcast now
He sells good habits and teaches you how
I wear dark glasses inside the store
So the cameras think I’ve been here before
Nothing is wrong nothing is real
Spin that message seal the deal
Everybody wants a better view
Nobody wants to change the room
Turn me down to channel zero
No big plan no chosen hero
Keep that smile for the television
I’m off-grid with bad reception
Channel zero moving slowly
Everybody knows me nobody knows me
Cut the signal lose the logo
Meet me down on channel zero
The mayor dances in a cereal ad
Says being watched should make us glad
A plastic moon hangs over the street
While delivery drones argue over the beat
My profile picture went out for a walk
Came back famous and refused to talk
It signed my name to a brand-new life
With better teeth and a rented wife
Nothing is wrong nothing is real
Pick a number turn the wheel
Everybody wants a cleaner truth
Printed fresh in a rented booth
Turn me down to channel zero
No big plan no chosen hero
Keep that smile for the television
I’m off-grid with bad reception
Channel zero moving slowly
Everybody knows me nobody knows me
Cut the signal lose the logo
Meet me down on channel zero
Terms and conditions tattooed on the ceiling
Swipe for approval subscribe to a feeling
Five-star panic in a paper cup
The world went down but the price went up
I got two left shoes and a counterfeit map
A government pigeon asleep in my lap
They said “Stay positive stay on brand”
So I drew a door where they built a wall
And walked straight through with the mic in my hand
No notification
No explanation
No invitation
Just oscillation
No verification
No celebration
Lose your location
Find your vibration
Turn me down to channel zero
No big plan no chosen hero
Keep that smile for the television
I’m off-grid with bad reception
Channel zero moving slowly
Everybody knows me nobody knows me
Cut the signal lose the logo
Meet me down on channel zero
Your session has expired
Good
CREDITS
Performer: Gutterlux 42
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Still Standing (ft ...
Elijah Cross
Verified Artist
Elijah Cross
Fall in love with Toronto's resident heartbreaker, Elijah Cross. This unstoppable force in the dance music scene is as dangerously addictive as she is undeniably talented.
Born and raised in Toronto's pulsating cityscape, Cross is a savvy economics graduate inexplicably drawn to pounding beats and mind-bending synths. More likely to be found penning lyrics in a dance club than crunching numbers in a boardroom, she swiftly swapped graphs for grooves with an irresistible grin.
"Still Standing (ft. Nadia)" is not just a notable Elijah Cross track—it's an anthem, an assertion of undying resilience, wrapped in electrifying rhythm. With this song, Cross invites her listeners into the throbbing heart of the dance floor—showing us that, in the face of adversity, we can still let our bodies go wild to a beat.
Infusing her dance tracks with a healthy dose of romance, Elijah Cross’s music will make your heart race and your feet tap uncontrollably. Lovers of the dance genre, beware: one listen and you'll find yourself Cross'd for life.
Still Standing (ft Nadia)
Elijah Cross
I used to leave the light on by the door
Kept your coffee warm like I had before
But you were always somewhere else in your mind
Left me talking to a ghost wasting my time
Folded all your lies like they were clean clothes
Put 'em in a drawer that's how this thing goes
I cried in the shower so you wouldn't hear
Now I don't even need to — baby I'm clear
I gave you rivers you gave me drought
Spent so long wondering what love's about
But the woman in the mirror finally spoke
Said "baby you're the fire — he was just smoke"
I'm not broken I'm just done
(yeah yeah)
I was the moon you were blocking my sun
(mmh)
You thought leaving me would make me fall apart
(uh uh)
Boy you left — but you didn't take my heart
No you didn't take my heart
(ohhh)
I see you now when you walk through the room
Different energy like you shed the gloom
I won't pretend that I don't feel the weight
Of every choice I made a little too late
(background whisper: "too late… too late…")
You were patient like a Sunday in June
I was reckless chased a different tune
And now I'm standing here on the outside damn
Watching you become everything you planned
She gave me rivers I gave her drought
Now I'm the one standing here in doubt
And the man in the mirror finally broke
Said "she was the fire — you were just smoke"
I'm not broken I'm just done
(let it go let it go)
I was the moon you were blocking my sun
(mmh yeah)
You thought leaving me would make me fall apart
(never that)
Boy you left — but you didn't take my heart
You didn't take my heart
(no no no…)
There were nights I almost called
(almost…)
Fingers on your name then I'd stall
(stall…)
But every time I stopped myself I grew
(grew…)
Into someone I love more than I loved you
(bass begins to swell)
More than I loved you
(mmh)
More — than — I — loved — you
(yeah)
I'm not broken I'm just new
(just new just new)
Everything I lost was just a clue
(clue ohhh)
You thought leaving me would dim my light
(can't dim this)
Boy you left —
(he left)
And baby I ignite
(I ignite I ignite)
I ig-nite
(ohhhh)
Mmmmh…
(still standing…)
Still standing
CREDITS
Performer: Elijah Cross
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.
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Better Without Proof
Bitter Palm
Verified Artist
Bitter Palm
Bitter Palm is an enchanting duo formed by two American vocalists, Maya Lark and Jenna Kaye, who met during their studies at a prestigious conservatory. Their shared passion for music blossomed into a partnership that effortlessly blends their voices into a harmonious tapestry of sound. With backgrounds in both indie and pop, they have cultivated a distinctive style that showcases both their individual talents and their chemistry as a duo.
Their catalog, though still budding with the standout track "Better Without Proof," carries an aura of playful optimism that resonates with listeners. The song reflects their infectious energy, characterized by upbeat melodies and hopeful lyrics that invite a sense of joy into everyday life. Each performance radiates their bubbly personalities, and their live shows often leave audiences feeling uplifted and inspired. They explore themes such as empowerment and self-acceptance, making their music relatable to a wide range of fans.
Maya and Jenna aim to develop their sound further, promising more tracks that delve into the complexities of modern life while maintaining their core essence of happiness and hope. As they continue to write and produce new material, Bitter Palm seeks to carve out a unique space in the indie-pop landscape, inviting fans to experience the uplifting world they create together. With each release, they look forward to connecting deeper with their audience through heartfelt storytelling and vibrant melodies.
Better Without Proof
Bitter Palm
You sent a message
Then took it back
I saw enough there
Between each gap
No big confession
No perfect scene
Just two people
Out of routine
I kept my answer
Short and kind
Left all the reasons
Out of my mind
You wanted closure
Clean and small
I gave you nothing
You could call
I used to replay
Every little word
Now I let it pass
Unrehearsed
I used to bend
Just to make us fit
Now I stand straight
And live with it
I’m better without proof
Better without blame
Better without you
Saying my name
I don’t need the last word
I don’t need the truth
I got myself back
Better without proof
Better better
Better without proof
Better better
Better without you
You still look polished
From far away
Like all the damage
Had a clean face
I don’t feel bitter
I don’t feel small
I just feel ready
To want more
Some days are easy
Some days are not
But I don’t bargain
With what I lost
You had your version
I had mine too
Both can be real
And still be through
I used to replay
Every little word
Now I let it pass
Unrehearsed
I used to bend
Just to make us fit
Now I stand straight
And live with it
I’m better without proof
Better without blame
Better without you
Saying my name
I don’t need the last word
I don’t need the truth
I got myself back
Better without proof
Better better
Better without proof
Better better
Better without you
No more checking
If you regret it
No more waiting
For some clean edit
I don’t carry
What we ruined
I just keep moving
Like I’m used to it
You can keep
Your side of pain
I can keep
My new last name
I’m better without proof
Better without blame
Better without you
Saying my name
I don’t need the last word
I don’t need the truth
I got myself back
Better without proof
Better better
Better without proof
Better better
Better without you
I’m better without proof
Better without blame
Better without you
Saying my name
Mm
I don’t need proof now
I just know
CREDITS
Performer: Bitter Palm
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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She Owns The Night
Dora The Clone
Verified Artist
Dora The Clone
Imagine a futuristic pop diva hailing from the chromatic labs of Clone City, and you're partway to encapsulating the vibrant phenomenon known as Dora The Clone. This independent artist dances to the beat of her own drum machine, captivating audiences with her disco-dusted, cybernetic symphonies.
Dora's music, a technicolour dream of dance-floor beats and electrifying melodies, is as enigmatic as her origins in the post-apocalyptic streets of Clone City. With a sound that weaves together the energy of club culture and the pulsing heart of electro-pop, her tunes are guaranteed to make neural pathways light up like a Friday night in Blade City.
Every single one of her infectious grooves seems to command, "Beam me up, Scotty!" Of special note is her big hit "She Owns The Night," an anthem for audacious androids and human party-goers alike. The track throbs with vibrant synth and stuttering beats, overlaid with Dora's crystal-clear vocals, making every listener feel like they're cruising through the neon-soaked metropolis under a night sky of silver stars.
With Dora The Clone, expect the unexpected: a tantalizing futuristic world brought to life through pulsing dance heaters and shimmering pop anthems. Underneath the cosmic glitz and glamour, you'll find a heart that beats in binary and a soul that vibrates at gigahertz frequency. Hold onto your hoverboards folks, because Dora The Clone is here to redefine the future of pop – and she's doing it in binary code.
She Owns The Night
Dora The Clone
She walks in slow
But the room moves first
No crown no show
Still they know her worth
She don’t ask for permission
She don’t wait by the door
Got a heart made of rhythm
And a name they can’t ignore
Red lips calm eyes
Turning silence into gold
She’s been through the fire
Now she wears it like a coat
You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night
She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline
She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music
She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night
Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night
No tears on the dance floor
She left them in the rain
Put her pain in a black dress
Turned it into champagne
They said “Stay smaller”
She said “Watch me rise”
Now the mirror gets jealous
When she looks inside
You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night
She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline
She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music
She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night
Every heartbreak made her louder
Every goodbye gave her power
Now she dances on the hour
Like the world is hers to devour
No more waiting
No more hiding
She’s the thunder
She’s the lightning
She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline
She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music
She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night
Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night
CREDITS
Performer: Dora The Clone
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.