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Tales from Harlem
Brick Lords

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Brick Lords
Hailing straight from the heart of Harlem, the notorious quintet, Brick Lords, has been serving up a potent cocktail of old school rap since their genesis.

An assemblage teeming with character, within this unique ensemble, we find Biggie Bricks (real name, Jamal Thompson), the de-facto leader and lyricist; Lil' Grout (born Angel Martinez), the charismatic hype man; Bricksy Ross (truly known as Desmond Jones), the mysterious trap-lord; Mortar Mike (Mike Johnson in the real world), the laid-back beat master, and Cinder "the Block" Parker (dubbed Clara Parker at birth), the feisty and soulful female vocalist who adds a unique twist to the group's sound.

The Brick Lords was born out of a shared love for rhythm, rhymes, and the raw, gritty atmosphere of their native Harlem streets, baptizing themselves Brick Lords because, well, they were originally just some kids slamming beats and rhymes on brick walls. And just as bricks fit one on top of the other, building something substantial, so too did the Brick Lords build something substantial out of their close-knit group dynamic.

Their music, a delightful blend of old school rap with a hint of modern-day flair, is lauded for its authenticity and palpable energy, resonating with audiences worldwide. Notably, their signature song "What's Going On (Clean)" quickly escalated to become an anthem for their generation, showcasing their genuine artistry while divulging the realities of life in Harlem.

Amidst punchy beats, witty lyricism, and a touch of brick-and-mortar realness, the story of the Brick Lords is as engaging as their music. Resolute in their ambitious deliverance of old school rap, these urban poets have cemented themselves into the solid foundation of Harlem's music scene, and dare we say it, they're brickin' amazing!
Track(s)
Hard Knock Life 40161 02:15
What's Going On (Clean) 929 02:26
Tales from Harlem 461 03:58

Tales from Harlem

Brick Lords


Yeah
'bout to enter
A new era of Harlem hip-hop
The streets of Harlem
They tell these stories to me

Struggle
Life movin' fast
Juggle
It's spiral now
That's my soul jumpin' over puddles
Walks down 110th
Whispers of lost lovers
We stand in the midst of the band's discovery
Temptation's just a calm life away from survival
Only thang stay in focus is my rival
Need you
Know what I mean
We shifted our tribe for a fiend
It was a trap but we alive
Need an electric boogaloo
Sippin' matcha tea in Malibu
Staying silent with the crew perhaps
The island be spinning last acts of greed
Gotta see that you may never be my speed

The streets of Harlem
They tell these stories told
With unpolished
Feel me
We gon' crack a code
Get that bag
And then we split it with the load
On Bodega cashers
They gon' know
The streets of Harlem
They tell these stories to me
Raw
From the heart
Straight organically
Get that bag
Then we split it with the family
Bodega cashers
They gon' see

Jump when them cops shout
Some came from outta town
And me
Right here been my home about thirty miles
From the central park
Harlem nights found a crown
Couple that got decrep' and shady with foul actions
I'm in the job that's got me screamin fuck rations
My two feet more than defeat over the soil
When parked up I'm getting spoiled
They had coals on 125th
It was real loyal
Bro goddamn
All of us are grinnin like
"What's your plan?"
Stayin solid down to it when we dead game's gettin a bit nuts
Even the air smellin' like glamour and envy
We bet not get stuck
But come and help us
When the universe give us the chance
We glowed up
New cloth
She said her grandma was elusive too
My gramps
Come see his tape too
He just turned dirt over with his right hand
Fill a pot with plants
Woke up the clan
Blue line

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Glass of Love
Harper Quinn

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Harper Quinn
Meet Harper Quinn, the embodiment of a Chinatown fairytale with a beats-filled twist. Born and raised amidst the flurry of noodle houses and dim sum joints in NYC's throbbing heartbeat, Harper is every bit a child of the Big Apple and the city’s ceaseless rhythm pulses through her music.

Harper is the oldest daughter of a Chinese immigrant family, her father a wizard of culinary arts in one of the busiest kitchens in Manhattan. Her music is a distinct fusion of her rich cultural heritage and the neon grit of New York - think Peking duck served with a side of just-spun electro. With catchy tracks like "Summer Romance", she’s setting the dance genre ablaze and, inadvertently, becoming the sovereign of store playlists nationwide, thanks to a serendipitous contract with Filodyo.

Infused with radiating positivity, Harper’s tunes have the power to transform even the dreariest grocery aisles into club-worthy catwalks. Expect a dose of her irreplaceable mirth in every single beat – the Harper Quinn experience is a joyride on a candy-colored dragon, soaring through the summer's neon haze!
Track(s)
Summer Romance 1071 02:46
Glass of Love 874 03:22

Glass of Love

Harper Quinn


I'm feeling selfish
Seeing myself through your wreckage
Chivalry forgetting its relics
It's only confusing
Such dramatic illusion
You've got me making like Cupid
Your eyes are aiming at me
Baby
We're an endangered species

I can't do this to you
I can't bring you down too when I fall down there
I can't bring you down
I can't bring you down too with me when I feel this way
I mean
I don't know what's wrong with me
Like
I just have to do this
I don't know why
I just have to

Lead filled glass of love
It's gotta go
It's gotta go
Go slow
Way down
It's gonna go

On muddy waters
Drip out-ter
Be water
Oh
Blood of my mother's tears
Make seas of love on this ground
Through overwater
Bears doubt and fog
Where do we go?

Get up
Lead filled glass of love
It's gotta go
It's gotta go
Go slow
Way down
It's gonna go

If you are companion
It's R
Not safe where you're standing with me
You are one of the mansions of Mars
In a bar through the stars that I see
If you are companion
It's R
Not safe where you're standing with me
You are one of the mansions of Mars
In a bar through the stars that I see

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Get Out My Way
The 5th Exit

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The 5th Exit
Born from the concrete veins of New York City’s underground, The 5th Exit is not just a band — it's a warning siren echoing through the alleys of Brooklyn. Blending the unapologetic grit of East Coast punk with the swagger of early-2000s hip-hop, their music punches through the noise like a subway train in a blackout.

The band was formed in late 2023 in a condemned warehouse turned DIY venue in Bushwick, after a street brawl-turned-jam-session between strangers. The result? Five misfits who had no plan — just noise, energy, and something to scream.

Members:
🎤 Jayno Blakk (Lead Vocals / Chaos Designer)
A former graffiti artist with a voice like broken glass in a hurricane. Born in Flatbush, Jayno spits lyrics like they’re Molotovs, laced with rage and raw truth. Known for performing barefoot and bleeding by the end of every show.

🎸 Noelle "Nox" Vega (Lead Guitar / FX Wizard)
Puerto Rican shredder with a physics degree and a pedalboard built from junkyard parts. She speaks three languages — four if you count distortion. Her solos? They don’t melt faces; they dissolve them.

🥁 Koda Rinz (Drums / Street Philosopher)
Half-poet, half-brawler. Raised by subway dancers and vinyl collectors, Koda’s beats sound like trash cans getting kicked down tenement stairwells — in perfect time. Always drumming, even in his sleep.

🎹 Echo Rowe (Synths / Scream Textures / Visuals)
The silent one. Echo doesn’t talk much, but his synth work sounds like a riot at 3AM. Also responsible for their chaotic visuals and the recurring raven motif in their shows. Rumor has it he lives in an abandoned radio tower in Queens.

🎸 Twitchy Lex (Bass / Vibe Damage Control)
Lex is the glue, or maybe the duct tape. Raised on R&B but corrupted by noise rock, he brings the groove — the dangerous kind that gets under your skin and sets off car alarms.

Their Breakout Track: "Get Out My Way"
A sonic punch to the throat, "Get Out My Way" is a war cry against complacency, gentrification, and anyone walking slow on a New York sidewalk. With a chorus that hits like a riot chant and verses that spit pure venom, it’s already being banned from small-town radio — which only makes it louder.

The 5th Exit isn’t asking for your attention. They’re taking it.
You can either move... or get run over.
Track(s)
Get Out My Way 46978 02:08

Get Out My Way

The 5th Exit


Yo! Yo!
Watch out! I’m comin’ through!
MOVE!

I came to wreck it slam like a hammer
Stomp in your club like a Bronx bandana
Shake the floor make the ceiling drop
When I step in the room everybody go POP!

No chill I’m a wildfire loose
Bounce like a ball in a cage of abuse
Say my name say it LOUD like a chant
Whole block jumpin’ like a riot they can’t stand!

Get out my way! (Hey!)
I don’t play! (No!)
I came to JUMP!
You better pray! (Woo!)
Get out my way! (MOVE!)
I don’t play! (UH!)
I bring that heat
Like every day!

Step aside I’m the main event
Got bass in my chest I don’t need no rent
Spit fire like I’m breakin' a curse
One punchline put your crew in a hearse!

Hands up high like a stick-up move
Whole room shakes when I hit that groove
I ain’t calm I’m a chaos breed
Y’all better duck when I plant this seed!

Get out my way! (Hey!)
I don’t play! (No!)
I came to JUMP!
You better pray!
Get out my way!
I don’t play!
I bring that HEAT
Like every day!

Jump! Jump! Jump!
Till the roof caves in!
Jump! Jump! Jump!
Let the riot begin!
Jump! Jump! Jump!
No peace no sleep!
Jump! Jump! Jump!
We play for keeps!

CREDITS
Performer: The 5th Exit
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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You Crash
Liora Senvelle

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Liora Senvelle
Soulful indie magic and panache from the heart of France, Liora Senvelle has more to her than what meets the eyes and hits the ears. You may not have heard of her until now, but this French enchantress wants to change that—the independent music world's ultimate contradiction, Senvelle is both peculiarly familiar and enthrallingly foreign.

Hailing from the romantic city of Paris, Liora interprets music like a Monet painting—dabbling melodies and harmonies amidst her sonic tapestry. Clear your mind, put your feet up, and watch the Eiffel Tower in the distance as you lose yourself in Senvelle's sonic portraits. With a humor as rich as a freshly baked croissant and a voice warmer than the French Riviera, she's not your typical chanteuse.

Her standout ballad 'You Crash' is an invitation to a dramatic tête-à-tête with raw, unfiltered emotion. Reminiscent of your first wine-soaked heartbreak, it hits you with a wallop of an oh là là!. Senvelle is climbing that Parisian cobblestone hill to stardom, and it won't be long before she's basking in the glow of the independent music scene's city lights.
Track(s)
You Crash 49553 02:59

You Crash

Liora Senvelle


Turned the locks but you're in again
Midnight eyes that dare pretend
Every breath you take bends the air
Your silence hums like you just don't care

I redraw my lines you blur 'em thin
We're burning out before we begin

You're a signal I can't decode (yeah!)
Static in the way you love then go (woo!)
I keep spinning off your pull
(ahh—ahh)
Still I dive into the cold
You crash I fold
You crash I fold (oh!)

Smoke in the frame but there's no flame
You drop your truths never take the blame
My phone lights up it's you again
And I reply like it's not the end

I redraw my lines you blur 'em thin
We're burning out before we begin

You're a signal I can't decode (yeah!)
Static in the way you love then go (woo!)
I keep spinning off your pull
(ahh—ahh)
Still I dive into the cold
You crash I fold
You crash I fold (oh-oh!)

Wish I could erase you clean (mmm)
But you haunt the spaces in between
I try to mute but I replay
The games you made me play

(oooh—)
No script just damage on delay
(ohh)

You're a signal I can't decode (yeah yeah!)
Static in the way you love then go (woo!)
I keep spinning off your pull
(ahh—ahh)
Still I dive into the cold
You crash I fold
You crash I—fold

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Love's Labyrinth
Pop Art Dreamers

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Pop Art Dreamers
Hallmarked for their infectious dance floor anthems and vivid aural landscapes, Pop Art Dreamers is a nonconformist trio with a penchant for creativity. Hailing from the beating heart of Germany's club scene - Berlin, these multi-talented disk jockeys paint melodious masterpieces with their musical palettes.

Like three fairy tale brothers, bound by their shared love for bass beats and synth-pop, Pop Art Dreamers carved a niche for themselves amidst Berlin’s thumping underground EDM circuit. Their auditory ilk is a euphoric carnival blend that you can't help but surrender your gyrating hips to. Their sprawling pedigrees in music manifest themselves in every catchy hook and intoxicatingly groovy bassline.

Their most notable track, “Love’s Labyrinth," is a labyrinthine exploration into the ecstasy and heartache of romance, spun out through entrancing electronic beats, which manages to not only tug at your heartstrings but get your feet tapping faster than a Berliner's bratwurst on a grill. Each high-energy performance of Pop Art Dreamers delivers a joyous rave, leaving fans sweaty, satisfied, and calling for an encore.

An odyssey of happy vibes, fizzy spot-on humor, and remarkable tunes, Pop Art Dreamers is your go-to DJ outfit for a night of irresistible dance and indomitable frolic. Passionate, irreverent, and fiercely unique - they are the prolific pop art dream we didn't know we needed.
Track(s)
Love's Labyrinth 1198 03:33

Love's Labyrinth

Pop Art Dreamers


In the maze we’re lost we find
Heartbeats echo through the grind
Your touch a map to my soul
In your arms I lose control

Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
We spin we twirl we flow yeah
Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
Adrift but never slow oh

City lights they fade away
In our world we drift and sway
Mysteries in every kiss
In this dance we find our bliss

Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
We spin we twirl we flow yeah
Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
Adrift but never slow oh

Every step we take a spark
Every glance lights up the dark
Through the highs and all the lows
In love’s maze we always know

Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
We spin we twirl we flow yeah
Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
Adrift but never slow oh

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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System Online
Daxe

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Daxe
DAXE is a French producer and DJ whose sound channels the raw spirit of the mid-90s underground Parisian club scene. Known for his gritty, lo-fi French house productions, he builds hypnotic tracks around distorted synth-bass loops, saturated textures, and minimal yet powerful drum machine grooves.

Emerging from late-night warehouse parties in Paris, DAXE earned a reputation for his uncompromising sets that fuse analog warmth with a rebellious edge. His music feels both dirty and infectious — a soundtrack built for smoke-filled rooms, flashing strobe lights, and crowds that never stop moving.

As a producer, DAXE stays loyal to hardware samplers, vinyl, and classic drum machines, crafting tracks that echo the golden era of French house while pushing it forward with his own raw signature. As a DJ, he thrives on the connection between loop-driven grooves and the dancefloor, keeping energy high and tension tight.

His latest track, “System Online”, embodies this ethos: hypnotic, streetwise, and uncompromising — a pure dancefloor anthem. Released exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, it cements DAXE as a name carrying the underground French house tradition into a new era.
Track(s)
System Online 93090 02:37

System Online

Daxe


System… online…
Motion… design…
Cycle… repeat…
Zero… complete…

Automatic… static…
Binary… manic…
Program… engage…
Data… on stage…

One-two… one-two…
Error… breakthrough…
Signal… overload…
Run-time… explode…

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Riddim of Peace
Dreadlock Boys

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Dreadlock Boys
Scoot over, Marley, there’s a new reggae sheriff in town. Straight from the sunny sidewalks of Kingston, Jamaica, the Dreadlock Boys are laying down fresh beats in the reggae scene.

This pair of plaited prodigies isn't your grandma's reggae. Combining traditional roots rhythms with just a hint of ska spice and a not-so-subtle sprinkle of dancehall energy, these boys aren't just playing by the book – they’re writing their own. And don't let that laid-back island vibe fool you; these guys are as serious about making you laugh as they are about perfecting the offbeat.

Their standout single "Riddim of Peace" might just be the happiest jam this side of Montego Bay. With its earworm melody and bouncy bassline, it’s as infectious as a belly laugh in a silent library. It's the kind of track that leaves the grumpiest of gurners grinning like a Cheshire cat at an all-you-can-eat fish buffet.

So come, sit, and sway to the soothing sounds of the Dreadlock Boys. They'll be your pint-sized purveyors of peace, your lyrical lifesavers when the going gets tough. After all, joy does come in the morning and the Dreadlock Boys are here to serve it up with a side of reggae, none of those nasty grimaces, thank you very much.
Track(s)
Riddim of Peace 134407 02:50

Riddim of Peace

Dreadlock Boys



Yah man mi wake up wid di sun pon mi face
One cup a tea an’ a likkle embrace
No rush no run we tek tings slow
Peace inna di heart mek di good vibes flow

Call up di crew from down di lane
Laugh and chat no room fi pain
Every likkle yout’ every likkle gyal
We jam together like one big pal

Dance fi di love move fi di light
Raise up ya hand if ya feelin’ right
No need fi gun we a blaze di tune
Singin’ fi peace under di mango moon

Bredda sistren bring ya soul
One riddim mek di broken whole
Shake off di stress fling ‘way di fear
Jah voice a whisperin’ inna we ear

Skank pon di corner joy in di beat
Barefoot jammin’ in di midday heat
Tell Babylon: we nah go low
We buildin’ love like a riverside flow

[Outro - Spoken Word Style]
So light up di hope let it blaze like fire
One world one song one higher desire
Peace nuh just a dream it a ting we live
With every dance step we learn fi forgive

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Paper Moons
Dora Corr

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dora Corr isn’t chasing pop formulas or peak-hour builds. She’s carving a lane where fragility can still make you move — and where “na na na na” says more than a chorus ever could.
Track(s)
Paper Moons 123316 04:02

Paper Moons

Dora Corr


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Recognize
Felix Dobrev

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Felix Dobrev
Meet Felix Dobrev, Sofia's best-kept secret, "dance" virtuoso extraordinaire, and ultimate purveyor of auditory happiness. An independent artist with charisma thicker than his grandmother's Bulgarian yogurt, he's ready to make the world "Recognize."

Born and bred in the heart of Bulgaria, Felix bloomed amid the lively buskers and the distinctive throb of the Balkan music scene, watching, learning, and nursing his own musical genius. This maestro of merriment can put a rhythm into anything quicker than a Baba slinging banitsa, and he is already proving to be the 'estest' of Sofia (fastest, and funniest) to hit the independent dance scene.

His most popular song, "Recognize," has the potent magic of turning gloomy Mondays into radiant Fridays, real Sofia-style. The track has genuine Dobrev charm: infectious beats that tug at your heartstrings as powerfully as they force your feet into grooves, making you feel like you're bouncing on the clouds above Vitosha Mountain.

Felix Dobrev isn't just any go-to party playlist contender. He's better. A creator of endorphin-evoking dance tracks that sparkle with joy and jive with wit, Felix is setting musical trends faster than the city’s tramcars. Prepare yourself to get caught up in his upbeat, unmistakable rhythm... just remember to "Recognize" where you first heard it!
Track(s)
Recognize 365 02:53

Recognize

Felix Dobrev


It's rainy outside snowing outside
And pour me in ice cold water swell my chest
To make me hard to weep to lie to lie
But I will find another route
Yeah

'Cause
Baby
It's easy for me now
And if I have another chance
I will never ask a second chance

For now you recognize the sound
The sound is good
For now you recognize the light
The source of the light
(Uh) (ah)
(Ah)

Saw me very low
And use to call me mad as bad as you could
But hush
My baby
I don't mind
It's what sublime
Sublime

But make after now it's easy for me finally
Seems that I never felt you love me truly anyway

For now you recognize the sound
The sound is good
For now you recognize the light
The source of the light
(Uh) (uh)
(Ah)
(Ah)

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Liberate
Sofia Lindqvist

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Sofia Lindqvist
Sofia Lindqvist is a unique musical tour de force born to an engineer father in Slovakia. Raised in the heart of Bratislava, she embodies an enviable fusion of technical brilliance and ebullient creativity.

Growing up, Sofia was the kind of kid who hummed symphonies while dismantling radios—much to her father's chagrin, and her mother's delight. From a young age, she fell under the spell of electronic music, a passion fuelled by her father's meticulous engineering and the city's vibrant music scene. Early whispers say that Sofia was so entranced by the metropolis' sounds she would insist to recreate the rhythm of the city traffic during her piano lessons.

However, it wouldn't be until her tenure as a kindergarten teacher that Sofia really began melding the worlds of sound and circuitry. After realizing that her classroom renditions of 'Old MacDonald' paled in comparison to a foot-stomping techno beat, Sofia decided to combine her love of electronics with her obsession for music. Her electrifying rhythms and harmonic melodies soon saw her swapping out nursery rhymes for nightclubs, becoming the city's beloved "Techno Teacher."

Sofia's song "Liberate", a hypnotic blend of thumping base and riveting electronic sounds, has become the most treasured track in her musical repertoire. It tells a captivating story of liberation, evoking the freedom Sofia found when she ditched the training wheels of traditional music and glided into the world of electronica. Whether she's blasting tunes at Bratislava's liveliest venues or tinkering with a sequencer in the back of her classroom, Sofia Lindqvist continues her symphony of life, one pulsating techno beat at a time.
Track(s)
Liberate 851 02:36
Call My Name 1194 02:33

Liberate

Sofia Lindqvist


Feel the ground as it trembles underfoot
Steps are getting faster now I know I never should
See the tide as it pulls me out to sea
Waves are getting higher but it’s where I wanna be
Liberate

Feel the ground as it trembles underfoot
Steps are getting faster now I know I never should
See the tide as it pulls me out to sea
Waves are getting higher but it’s where I wanna be
Liberate

Liberate
Liberate
Liberate
Liberate

Once you leap there's no turning back
Once you leap there's no turning back
Once you leap there's no turning back
Once you leap there's no turning back
Once you leap there's no turning back
Take the dive
Once you leap there's no turning back
Take the dive

Feel the ground as it trembles underfoot
Steps are getting faster now I know I never should
See the tide as it pulls me out to sea
Waves are getting higher but it’s where I wanna be
Liberate

Liberate
Liberate

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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The Sweetest Tornado
Blake Felton

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Blake Felton
Despite sounding like a comic book alter ego, Blake Felton is anything but fictitious. Sure, the moniker is a cheeky assent to his fervent admiration for Blake Shelton, but our guy Felton wears his alias with a tireless charm that’s just as compelling as his given name, Alex. Drawing inspiration and maybe even a little mischievous wit from his country idol, he weaves an intrinsic thread of twang into his unique sound, establishing an undeniable presence in the rootsy pop-rock arena.

Blake Felton stories often come with a touch of humor, just like his catchy, because-why-not song titles. Take, for example, his hit single "The Sweetest Tornado”. It's as if he baptizes every storm he crosses paths with in the sugariest syrup, then serenades it with an infectious melody until it becomes more pop-chart-whirlwind than natural disaster. But don't let that fool you; beneath his nimble storytelling and pun-laden lyrics, Blake showcases a robust, soulful voice that conveys a depth of emotion beyond the jovial exterior. Immensely captivating, a bit heartbreakingly sweet, and always full of unexpected fun - that's Blake Felton in a nutshell. He certainly isn't Blake Shelton, but in a twist of fate tinged with irony, he just might end up becoming more talked-about than his namesake.
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The Sweetest Tornado 2884 03:06

The Sweetest Tornado

Blake Felton


She blows into town on a street bike
With her hair done up in cornrows
Gets off the gas like a hot dam
Wearing all pink head to toe

She steps into the bar like a cannonball
All the folks turn around like an old saw
She orders three shots
Honey on the rocks
And a Manhattan in her straw

She ain't here for long but she still shows
People come and go but she always knows
She ain't one for crowds and she never bows
But she still sold every row

Said a bad word one time in a nightclub
Said "Oops
That's too far"
Always says thank you to the bartender
Always says "Please
" "Oops
That's too far"

She steps into the bar like a cannonball
All the folks turn around like an old saw
She orders three shots
Honey on the rocks
And a Manhattan in her straw

She ain't here for long but she still shows
People come and go but she always knows
She ain't one for crowds and she never bows
But she still sold every row

The summer nights
They call her name
The winter months
They call in vain
When she's there
People can't complain
The streets are flooded from the rain

She ain't here for long but she still shows
People come and go but she always knows
She ain't one for crowds and she never bows
But she still sold every row

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

© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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