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Gone Too Soon (feat...
Trevor Knox

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Trevor Knox
Trevor Knox, the hidden gem of Knoxville, is as much an enigma as he is a melody beast. Like a scrappy pop maestro, he's been serenading songbirds off their branches and sneaking symphonies into supermarket aisles.

Emerging from Knoxville's vibrant music scene like a rhinestone cowboy with a pop music bible, Trevor's zingy hooks and infectious melodies are said to make even the most mundane grocery shopping into an uplifting rom-com montage. An independent artist of many talents, he's in cahoots with the musical magicians of Filodyo - the innovative player that turns mundane shopping trips into musical escapades.

His most noted track, "Gone Too Soon (feat Lyla Grey)" is a tantalizing pop sensation, drenched in sun-kissed harmonies and happy vibes. It can lift the spirits even when you are lost among the maze of canned foods. It's a song Trevor insists was inspired by the sudden end to a two-for-one deal on his favorite crisps.

To hear Trevor Knox's music is to be handed a golden ticket into his quirky, joy-filled world - one where the beat is always thumping, the sun is perpetually shining, and the aisle music never, ever pauses. Be warned though: once you tune in, you might find yourself dancing down the dairy section!
Track(s)
Gone Too Soon (feat Lyla Grey) 17667 03:06

Gone Too Soon (feat Lyla Grey)

Trevor Knox


A faded photograph
Can't take you back
Gone too soon
Gone too soon
A faded photograph (A faded photograph)
Can't take you back (Can't take you-)
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)
Gone too soon

Before I close my eyes
I see a vision of an angel
Guide them into the light
it's either heaven or Jermaine Dupri
This some shit I normally do not understand but it sound good
And do not worry
all that Gucci goin' with me
I swear (Yeah oh)
I know she was destined for greatness (Yeah)
Legend has it you can see her face in the pavement
Gave us s**t we never asked for
I'm thankful but angry
They ask me why I got the AFC in my family
I say "A faded photograph"

A faded photograph (Uh)
Can't take you back (Uh)
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)
Gone too soon
A faded photograph (A faded photograph)
Can't take you back
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)
Gone too soon (Look)

Oh my goodness gracious
I need gas and a Kit Kat (Kit Kat)
All these squares
how could you stare and not get that?
Pen is weapon of the century uh
Take it back to '63 (Ayy)
This is you this is me

A faded photograph
Can't take you back
Gone too soon
Gone too soon
A faded photograph
Can't take you back
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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When The Sky Turns ...
Elena Rivelle

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Elena Rivelle
Born in Florence, Italy, and raised in the cultural melting pot of Berlin, Elena Rivelle is an artist who effortlessly blends European sophistication with a universal emotional depth. With a voice that’s as haunting as it is powerful, Elena’s music fuses atmospheric pop with cinematic storytelling, creating an ethereal yet relatable sound.

Elena’s journey into music began with a childhood steeped in art and literature. Growing up in a family of writers and visual artists, she found her own form of expression through singing and songwriting. Her unique perspective is shaped by her love of poetry and her fascination with human connection, themes that run deep in her lyrics.

Her breakout single, "When The Sky Turns Grey," released through a collaboration with indie powerhouse Filodyo Records, showcases her ability to capture raw, unfiltered emotion. The track combines delicate melodies with Elena’s striking vocal range, drawing comparisons to artists like Aurora and Florence Welch. Critics have praised the song as a "masterpiece of atmospheric pop" and a "stunning debut that demands attention."

Known for her electrifying live performances, Elena’s shows are immersive experiences where visuals, lighting, and soundscapes merge into one. She has already captivated audiences at festivals across Europe and is set to embark on her first international tour following the release of her upcoming debut album.

With her mesmerizing voice, poetic lyricism, and magnetic stage presence, Elena Rivelle is poised to become one of the most exciting voices in contemporary music.
Track(s)
When The Sky Turns Grey 18773 03:14

When The Sky Turns Grey

Elena Rivelle


Shadows stretch across the concrete plains
A symphony of strangers bound by threads and chains
Fingers tapping stories on a glass-lit screen
We’re caught between the moments and the in-between

The city's breathing it's alive in the haze
We’re just satellites circling the maze
Trading time for something we can’t name
It’s a fleeting game it’s a fleeting game

Tell me where do we go when the sky turns grey?
Will we burn through the night or fade away?
Carrying the weight of the words unsaid
Running from the echoes that fill our heads

Fading billboards tell of dreams misplaced
Lost among the towers in the hollowed space
Faces flash like ghosts through revolving doors
We’re chasing what was ours but it’s not ours anymore

The city's breathing it's alive in the haze
We’re just satellites circling the maze
Trading time for something we can’t name
It’s a fleeting game it’s a fleeting game

Tell me where do we go when the sky turns grey?
Will we burn through the night or fade away?
Carrying the weight of the words unsaid
Running from the echoes that fill our heads

Are we the dreamers or are we the dream?
Lost in the in-between
Are we the seekers or are we unseen?
Caught in the in-between

Time slips like water through my open hands
Leaving trails of meaning in the shifting sands
What if all we’re chasing is the here and now?
Can we stop the spiral? Do we even know how?

Tell me where do we go when the sky turns grey?
Will we burn through the night or fade away?
Carrying the weight of the words unsaid
Running from the echoes that fill our heads

Shadows stretch across the concrete plains
Bound by threads and chains still calling our names

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Albion
Erik Lindholm

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Erik Lindholm
Swedish born and dance-floor dominator, Erik Lindholm, boasts a temperament as lively as his pulsating bass lines. His sonic sensibilities, threaded through every groove in his heart-thumping dance maestro, are as intriguing as the tale of his journey to the top of the beat kingdom.

Raised in the heart of Gothenburg, Lindholm's coming-of-age could be likened to a groovy scandi-noir episode spiced with Abba tracks. His gruff but supportive Fishmonger father, Olaf, served up his son's first taste of rhythm with the flick of his filleting knife, while his samba-loving mother, Ingrid, nurtured his love for infectious cadence. Schooldays were filled with misadventures involving tin-can drum sets, impromptu corridor concerts, and confiscated mixtapes. Bet his bemused math teacher never guessed this rebel with a cause would rise as a dance music sovereign.

Advertising his outright refusal to be pigeonholed, Lindholm's "Albion" is more than an axiom of his sound, it's a representation of his relentless pursuit of reinvention. This dance-infused ode to joy, shimmers with synths, pulsates with kinetic beats and is as intoxicating as a round of round-the-clock-midsummer-Swedish-sunshine. It's a rollicking auditory journey aptly capturing his carpe diem approach to making people move and groove.

Erik Lindholm's music vividly paints a colorful backdrop of effervescent vibes and infectious enthusiasm. And while we could end this with something delightfully corny like, "this Scandinavian sensation is dancing to the beat of his own drum machine," let's leave it at this - Lindholm lives to make hearts thump in sync with his beats, and folks, he sure succeeds.
Track(s)
Albion 18347 03:17

Albion

Erik Lindholm


Why do great times feel so silent
Why do doormen wear rags
Why do women in love
Feel so dead

In a dead world why do great times feel so silent
Over ripped sheet music why do doormen wear rags
On the Pavonia sewers why do women in love
Feel so dead in a dead world
Where Albion is silent where Albion is silent

Why do great times feel so silent
Why do doormen wear rags
Why do women in love
Feel so dead

Why is our pretty nurse standing there
Why that sorry expression on the face of her lover
So I spake to him of womankind
I said here council's floral it svours like the thyme

He said
How could you blame me when I told you it was her
I said
And we know the truth
You're a lover like your father

Later in the painting room as Ripper's painting light
Comes the lover placed by my hand
On the canvas of our wedding night
There a similitude derues your lover's blush tonight
As her florescent eyes explore mine
So remember even flowers are suseptible to night

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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We Had A Better Tim...
Max Donovan

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Max Donovan
Max Donovan is a Los Angeles-based singer-songwriter known for his soulful melodies and evocative storytelling. Born into the heart of Hollywood, Max was surrounded by the entertainment industry from a young age. His father, a dedicated sound and lighting technician named Michael Donovan, spent his life behind the scenes, setting up the intricate systems that brought movies to life. His mother, Elena Pierce, is a seasoned actress who has appeared in several supporting roles in both film and television, adding a touch of on-screen magic to his upbringing.

Growing up amidst the hustle and bustle of film sets, Max developed a deep appreciation for the arts. While his father's tales of the golden days of Hollywood fascinated him, it was the emotional resonance of music that truly captured his heart.

Encouraged by his parents, he began exploring various instruments and writing songs during his teenage years. His family's blend of technical expertise and artistic flair inspired Max to create music that is both thoughtfully composed and deeply personal.

Max's debut single, "We Had A Better Time," is a heartfelt homage to the stories his father shared about the past. The song blends nostalgic lyrics with contemporary acoustic sounds, reflecting on simpler times and the enduring bonds of family.

The track has garnered attention for its sincerity and relatability, marking Max as a promising new voice in the music scene. When he's not in the studio, you might catch Max performing at local venues across LA, carrying on his family's legacy in the entertainment world.

We Had A Better Time (ft Jason Harper)

Max Donovan


I remember LA streets
Cruisin' down Sunset in the haze
Back when life was so sweet
Golden days living through a craze

Music played through the night
We were young felt so right

Those years were gold
Bright and bold
Now stories told
Hearts grown cold

We had a better time (yeah better time!)
When the world was free (world was free)
Now they’ve crossed the line (crossed the line)
What do we see? (do we see)
A city lost in misery (misery)

Neon signs and wild dreams
We were kings we ruled the scene
Now it’s not what it seems
Lost the spark the soul the sheen

People now chase empty gold
Trade their hearts lose their hold

Those years were gold
Bright and bold
Now stories told
Hearts grown cold

We had a better time (yeah better time!)
When the world was free (world was free)
Now they’ve crossed the line (crossed the line)
What do we see? (do we see)
A city lost in misery (misery)

Yearning for the
Golden days

Those years were gold
Bright and bold
Now stories told
Hearts grown cold

Back then the city had a pulse
a rhythm and a beat
Fast cars big dreams
livin' life on repeat
From the Walk of Fame
to the Venice Beach sands
Every corner every block
magic in our hands
Skateboards on the boulevard
neon lights aglow
Fashion trends music bends
the energy would flow
We were rebels in the night
no chains could hold us back
Now it's shadows of the past
memories we lack
Chasing paper losing soul
where did passion go?
Grit and glory now just stories
lost in hollow glow
Once a city full of life
now it's just a ghost
Echoes of the laughter
it's the past we miss the most

We had a better time (yeah better time!)
When the world was free (world was free)
Now they’ve crossed the line (crossed the line)
What do we see? (do we see)
A city lost in misery (misery)

We had a better time (yeah better time!)
When the world was free (world was free)
Now they’ve crossed the line (crossed the line)
What do we see? (do we see)
A city lost in misery (misery)

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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But North Keeps
The Absents

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

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

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

Today, The Absents continue to bridge nostalgia and modernity, reaching audiences far beyond the British Isles. Elliot’s commanding yet soulful vocals, Ryan’s shimmering synth arrangements, Callum’s deep, driving grooves, and Jamie’s melodic guitar lines come together to create a live experience that is as unforgettable as it is electrifying.
Track(s)
When the Noise Fades 287893 04:00
But North Keeps 194542 03:46

But North Keeps

The Absents


Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
Morning stations breathe a scent of iron
Words melt in my hands like shards of ice
Even when I speak it’s someone else’s song

Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn

This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else

Cracked windows hold the faces of other lives
Salted bread is torn with prayers I can’t translate
I keep the roofs of distant houses in my eyes
But the mailbox stays empty — no one arrives

Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn

This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else

A ticket in my pocket
Its destination still a stranger
Maybe it’s one-way out
Or just another foreign land

Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
And I keep walking without a border to cross

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Fire in the Open Air
James Rolly

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James Rolly
Born in 1989 in Dayton, Ohio, James Rolly’s life was anything but straightforward. Growing up in a working-class neighborhood, he found himself drawn to music at an early age, learning his first guitar chords from an older cousin who played in local bars. But his teenage years spiraled into turbulence — run-ins with the law, school expulsions, and a revolving door of juvenile detention centers and rehabilitation programs marked his adolescence.

It was during a six-month stay at a rehab facility in Cleveland that James began writing his own songs, using music as a way to process his frustration and loneliness. The stark, confessional style of those early lyrics became the foundation of his artistic voice. He often says the rehab’s battered common-room piano was “the first place I ever told the truth.”

By his mid-20s, James was performing in small clubs across the Midwest, blending gritty Americana storytelling with modern soul and rock influences. His husky voice, commanding presence, and refusal to glamorize his troubled past earned him a loyal following. The shaved head, beard, and head tattoos became part of his unflinching image — a visual reminder of where he’s been and how far he’s come.

Today, James Rolly’s music reflects both the scars and the survival. From intimate acoustic sets to explosive full-band performances, he channels every ounce of his history into a sound that’s raw, magnetic, and unapologetically real.
Track(s)
Fire in the Open Air 162433 03:05

Fire in the Open Air

James Rolly


I’m walking through the noise and color
Every face feels like a secret sign
My heart’s a drum that won’t keep quiet
Every beat says “Boy this ain’t your time”

But I move I move with the rhythm
Even when the words don’t fit in

I got this fire burning in the open air
Every step says I belong somewhere
Don’t need a map I’ll find my line
Turning every street into my design

There’s laughter rolling out of doorways
Music pouring from a midnight band
I don’t know the song but I’m singing
Clapping to the beat like I understand

And I move I move with the rhythm
Even when the words don’t fit in

I got this fire burning in the open air
Every step says I belong somewhere
Don’t need a map I’ll find my line
Turning every street into my design

Maybe I’m lost but it feels like winning
Every wrong turn keeps my story spinning
If this is the game then I’m all in
Every note’s a place I’ve never been

I got this fire burning in the open air
Every step says I belong somewhere
Don’t need a map I’ll find my line
Turning every street into my design

And I move…
I move with the rhythm

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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All for One Y.
Ayvenn

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

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

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

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

Now, Ayvenn is building a sound that’s emotionally meticulous, sonically immersive, and unmistakably his own. Every track is a quiet revelation. Every heartbreak, every wrong turn — part of the formula. And somewhere, at the end of it, is the answer. Always her.
Track(s)
All for One Y. 259833 04:18

All for One Y.

Ayvenn


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Bassline Skillz
Cyber Bloom

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Cyber Bloom
Cyber Bloom is a groundbreaking music collective that came to life when five top-notch DJs decided to merge their talents. Not your ordinary bunch of disc jockeys, these superstars boast an eclectic mix of skills that converge to create the singular sound of Cyber Bloom. One prominent member is the enigmatic Martian Mark, who you probably have bumped to countless times on Filodyo. The other members, taking mystery in stride, are still so enveloped in enigma that they've preferred to maintain their anonymity—or maybe they're just shy. Either way, the suspense only adds to the allure.

On the decks, Cyber Bloom's pulsating beats and groovy synth lines create a sonic atmosphere that feels like a rave on Mars. This sonic palette is perhaps best exemplified by their unforgettable track, "Bassline Skillz"—a monster of a tune that's been known to give bass speakers a serious workout. Critics often debate whether the title refers to their skill at creating basslines or their ability to make listeners feel like they've developed a new set of dance skills. The answer, like much about this enigmatic group, remains a mystery.

Despite their colossal success online, the quintet remains inventive and unapologetically unconventional. Cyber Bloom's blend of EDM, house, and electro-pop has created sonic landscapes that continue to resonate with fans across the globe. With every drop, every build, and every musical moment – Cyber Bloom proves they are a relentless driving force in the ever-evolving world of electronic dance music.

Cyber Bloom, with their large-than-life approach, are standard bearers for a futuristic musical direction. Word to the wise, though - perhaps it's best to buckle up before you put on your headphones, because as those basslines drop, there's every chance you'll be propelled towards some sort of otherworldly audial adventure. Don't say we didn't warn you.
Track(s)
Bassline Skillz 16543 02:37

Bassline Skillz

Cyber Bloom


Remember kids all DJs are double agents
A cool bassline resuscitates a patient
So you're a beginner and you want be a winner
Well slap some mustard on my buns and call me a wiener

Just hang on tight and remember this advice
If you're heating up the scene then pretend you're cool as ice
Don't need to have a big bag of tricks
When you only really need three basic tips so c'mon

Like this (Come on come on come on) And like that
(Suckers never play by the rules)
Like this and like that (Incredible fantastic wonderful)
And say (We are the robots)

Say what?
(Say ho ho ho ho ho)
One more time for your mind go

My supercomputer with my super producers
And all my time traveling dimension benders
They can tell you about skills when mine are spenters
Because they come from different places
And they're masters at their traces

But you can keep it simple rappers start to do as a sample

(Harlem city) They do it like this
(We are the robots) They do it like this
(We are the robots) They do it like this
Like this

CREDITS
Performer: Cyber Bloom
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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Tell Me
Mark Martian

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

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

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

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

Whether he’s blending cosmic synths with soulful beats or dropping funk-infused rhythms, his style keeps listeners hooked and guessing. You can hear his work across platforms, but his music truly shines on Filodyo, where you might catch the next great Martian anthem—if he doesn’t beam it up first.
Track(s)
Run With the Fire 106628 02:49
Algo Rhthym 199972 05:32
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 103823 02:34
Runnin (feat Tae) 15547 02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen) 16582 02:52
Tell Me 19274 03:16
Memories 27778 05:12
Lonely Hearts 17432 03:02
Be Yourself 16986 02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day) 18039 02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield 17571 02:54

Tell Me

Mark Martian


Dust on the floor where we used to stand
Promises slipped right out of our hands
The radio hums a song we knew
But the melody feels like it's lost its truth

Worn-out pages stories told
Fingers trace what we can’t hold
There’s a silence loud and clear
A reflection of what we fear

Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs

Faded pictures stacked on the shelf
We became strangers to ourselves
Every question leads to a wall
Every moment feels so small

Worn-out pages stories told
Fingers trace what we can’t hold
There’s a silence loud and clear
A reflection of what we fear

Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs

Maybe we’re just scared to leave
Hiding truth we won’t believe
Every tear a bitter cost
Falling in love but feeling lost

It’s the weight of what we don’t say
Holds us back but makes us stay
Still we wonder still we try
To keep the flame to touch the sky

Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs

Dust settles slow but we remain
Two hearts beating through the same refrain
If we let go will we know why?
Or stay tangled in the reasons we can’t deny

CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
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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Static on the Line
Ryder James

Verified Verified Artist

Ryder James
Ryder James is a rising pop-soul artist whose warm vocals and timeless style bridge the gap between classic soul storytelling and modern pop production. With a voice that carries both grit and grace, he creates songs that feel instantly familiar yet refreshingly new.

His debut single, Static on the Line, is a captivating blend of heartfelt lyricism and smooth, groove-driven instrumentation. Produced by Filodyo and released exclusively on NOT FM, the track showcases Ryder’s ability to turn everyday moments into powerful musical narratives.

Raised on a steady diet of soul legends and contemporary pop innovators, Ryder brings authenticity and emotional depth to every performance. Static on the Line is more than just a song—it’s an introduction to an artist who is here to connect, move, and inspire listeners worldwide.
Track(s)
Static on the Line 288558 03:46

Static on the Line

Ryder James


Mmm… yeah
Turn it up

Found your note between the bills folded twice
Three crooked letters never said it nice
Kitchen radio is drifting off-time
Wrong station playing but it suits the night

I dial your number — hear a click then air
Flashing digits on the stove just stare
Every heartbeat in my chest misaligns
Still I’m listening for a sign

There’s static on the line but I still hear you fine
In broken little sparks we talk like power lines
If silence is a sign then prove me wrong tonight
Tune me in or cut me loose — there’s static on the line

City bus sighs at a midnight stop
Paperback angel at a corner shop
Borrowed coat hangs wide on my frame
Pockets full of change and a half-drawn name

Counting rail ties stepping over goodbyes
Copper on my tongue from unspoken replies
I hold my breath as if it might realign
What keeps crossing in my mind

There’s static on the line but I still hear you fine
In broken little sparks we talk like power lines
If silence is a sign then prove me wrong tonight
Tune me in or cut me loose — there’s static on the line

Maybe I’m a bent antenna in a storm I knew
Turn me just a single degree — I point back to you
If the signal fades and the bars go blind
Call me by the name you underlined

Line… line… static on the line
(Keep talking)
Line… line… static on the line

There’s static on the line but I still hear you fine
In broken little sparks we talk like power lines
If silence is a sign then prove me wrong tonight
Tune me in or cut me loose — there’s static on the line

Mmm… tune me in
Static on the line

CREDITS
Performer: Ryder James
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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Mystery
Leo Kensington

Verified Verified Artist

Leo Kensington
Leo Kensington, hailing from the sunflower fields of Kansas, has been lighting up local music stages as a pop-funk artist. This sprightly talent is especially known for his catchy tune, "Mystery," which has been described by fans as "a melodious enigma wrapped in quirkiness."

Kensington started his journey nimbly, strumming his makeshift cereal-box guitar while still in diapers (although not particularly in tune). His love for beats and rhythms was nurtured by the swaying wheat fields around his childhood home. Thus, bread was not the only good thing that came out of the humble Kansas wheat fields; they also gave us this ear-popping, funky melody maker.

In the local circuit, Kensington is revered for his dynamic performances which are akin to watching a tornado onstage - wildly exciting, immensely entertaining, yet always leaving you with a sense of awe. Ever the unpredictable, Kensington spiced up a rather bland Tuesday evening when he performed "Mystery" dressed as a unicorn. Yes, an actual unicorn. It was this sort of playful, eccentric ambiance that set Kensington apart.

Leo continues to electrify the local Kansas music scene, his songs resonating from every corner bar to county fair. His energy, stage presence, and charming charisma, accompanied by the unforgettable riff of "Mystery", ensures that one never forgets the name Leo Kensington. His exciting rise and the captivating persona undoubtedly make him one to watch. After all, who can resist a funktastic unicorn from Kansas?
Track(s)
Mystery 24100 04:22

Mystery

Leo Kensington


Why does it hurt
To hope? (Mmm ooh ooh ooh)
Why does it hurt?
(Let it out)
To hope? (Ayy ayy)
Why does it hurt
Why does it hurt?
(Ooh ooh ooh)

I love you like the segments
On the news
Cut between the stories of the hood
The heroes
And the glues
Seen and see-through
I could
Read the room
The sky turned red
The stage was vast
The moon took center view
And so did you

Why does it hurt
To hope? (Mmm ooh ooh ooh)
Why does it hurt?
(Let it out)
To hope?
(Ayy ayy)
Why does it hurt?

Why I'm supposed to hope
That things will change?
Keep thinkin' things will settle
As I get older with age
Huh but nothin's never been the same
So in the meantime
Might as well let 'em know my name
And I ain't gon' waste a second

So baby
Show me somethin' that I need for now
I don't mean to use you till I turn around
But maybe you might find you wanna stick
Around

Got so many skeletons inside my closet
That I don't go past October
'Cause if I start lookin' around
Might not come back till the fall is over
Like ooh ooh ooh

CREDITS
Performer: Leo Kensington
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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