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I’m Breaking Out
Kara Vellin
Verified Artist
Kara Vellin
Getting your dance shoes on yet, you cheeky lot? Well, you better do, coz we're dialling up the groove with the effervescent Kara Vellin! Brimming with more electricity than that dodgy socket in your nan's garden shed, this dazzling diva hails from the pretend glitzy town of Vellinville.
You'll be hard-pushed to find a signpost to Vellinville on Google Maps, but trust us—it's right at the intersection of Powerhouse Avenue and Infectious Tune Terrace. This bustling burg pulses to Kara Vellin's contagiously upbeat rhythms, soundtracking back garden boogies, impromptu kitchen discos and wild dreams of freedom under the glittering disco ball.
"I'm Breaking Out" is Kara's iridescent calling card—close your peepers and watch her shimmy through your cerebrum like a day-glo dynamo. This dance floor princess's tracks are the aural equivalent of cracking open a neon piñata—there's a vibrant shower of happy in every beat. Is it confetti or synths raining down? Who cares, we’re all smiles here!
Throw a dart at a chart of dance music’s multiverse, and you'll hit something that Vellin has jubilantly commandeered for her own playground. So grab your glowsticks, drench yourself in biodegradable glitter and join our neon queen as she lights up the dance floor — Kara Vellin is in the house, and now, so are you.
I’m Breaking Out
Kara Vellin
New shoes clean slate—
Steppin’ out can’t wait
Used to tiptoe used to fade
Your spotlight made my colors grey
Now I’m bright and walking bold
No more playing stories told
No need to whisper down my shine
I dance louder every time
This is mine (uh) all this light (yeah)
Took it back now I feel right (so right)
No more small no more doubt
Watch me spin I’m breaking out (woo!)
Head high beat flows—
That shadow? Gone like echoes
Didn’t ask but I was framed
Fit your mold but I won’t stay
Mirror cracked and I walked through
Now I’m framed in something true
Used to dim to let you rise
Now I glow in open skies
This is mine (mine) all this light (light)
Took it back now I feel right (feel right)
No more small no more doubt
Watch me spin I’m breaking out (uh-huh!)
Step for step I own this beat—
I’m the one you can’t delete
Hands up breath full
I’m not hiding I’m in control
Every move every beat—
Feels like I’m finally complete
CREDITS
Performer: Kara Vellin
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Contando los Minuto...
Ricky Daz
Verified Artist
Ricky Daz
Hailing from the sultry soundscape of Miami, Ricky Daz is the coastal city's keeper of infectious dance beats & lively tunes. With his most notable track "Contando los Minutos (feat Rome K)", Daz's feel-good grooves have placed him firmly on the indie dance radar.
Born and bred under the sweat-soaked dancehalls and neon nights of Miami, Ricky embodies the very essence of the city - hot, vibrant, and indulgent. His music isn't just made for glittering nights out, but also for cool mornings where last night's adrenaline still hums in your veins. The boy's got rhythm in his blood, and Miami's heart in his tracks.
With "Contando los Minutos", Ricky has combined relatable tale-telling with hard-hitting choreography, creating an irresistible dance floor pull. Using a radiant tonal palette, Daz evokes the pulsating rhythms of his city, blending soulful Latin beats with a punchy EDM undercurrent. Each beat hits like the Florida sun - vibrant and full of life.
Our man Daz isn't just an artist; he's a soundtrack to a city that never sleeps - always moving, always dancing, and forever happy. With every new release, he continues to develop a pulsating landscape of indulgent dance music, turning fleeting moments into timeless melodies. Ricky Daz, remember the name, because he's writing the rhythm of Miami, one beat at a time.
Contando los Minutos (feat Rome K)
Ricky Daz
(Rome K)
[Verso 1]
Te vi cruzar la pista (uh oh)
Y el tiempo se me fue sin prisa (oh yeah)
Tu sombra baila con mi risa
No sé tu nombre pero ya me hipnotiza
(Hey Rome!)
Cada paso que das es un reto
Tus caderas me lanzan un decreto
Esta noche no quiero secretos
Solo tú y yo sin pretextos
[Pre-Coro]
Estoy contando los minutos (uh oh)
Para verte mover tan bruto (oh oh yeah)
Dímelo ya sin susto
Que tú también lo sientes lo intuyo
[Coro]
Baila conmigo no esperes más
Tu cuerpo pide y yo quiero dar
El ritmo nos lleva sin preguntar
Contigo la noche va a explotar (boom boom)
Baila conmigo te quiero ya
Tus ojos dicen que esto va a estallar
(Yeah yeah… Hey Rome!)
[Puente – susurro + adlibs]
Y cuando llegue el momento (uh oh)
Quiero perderme en tu movimiento (slow slow)
No pares no pares — sigue el viento
Esta canción es nuestro argumento
[Verso 2]
Luces bajan tú subes el nivel
Lo tuyo es arte no lo ves
Eres el ritmo que yo soñé
(Oh yeah… Rome let’s go!)
Tus labios marcan el compás
Y yo no quiero mirar atrás
Si esto es un juego quiero más
Tú me enciendes como gas
[Coro – repeat]
Baila conmigo no esperes más
Tu cuerpo pide y yo quiero dar
El ritmo nos lleva sin preguntar
Contigo la noche va a explotar
Baila conmigo te quiero ya
Tus ojos dicen que esto va a estallar
(Oh yeah… Hey Rome! uh uh…)
CREDITS
Performer: Ricky Daz
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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My Fault
Adrian Lux
Verified Artist
Adrian Lux
Shrouded in Scandi-cool and dripping with chillout vibes, Adrian Lux manages to piece together melodies that dance in your ears long after the beat has faded. Born amidst the snow and indie-pop of Stockholm beginnings, Lux has rapidly become an independent powerhouse of relaxation music.
From his shed-turned-studio (known affectionately as the 'Chillout Cabin'), Lux consistently trills and thrills with his own vibrant blend of soothing, yet complex beats. You’d think this musical maestro might be too chilled to churn out hits, but his track "My Fault" has become an essential soundtrack for any self-respecting connoisseur of the chillout genre, providing the perfect background hum for 3 AM existential thoughts or lazy Sunday brunches.
A master of evoking the "chill" mood, Lux draws inspiration from the calm of the Swedish winters, the wild freedom of the Nordic wilderness, and the peculiar scent of an IKEA cinnamon bun. He weaves these influences into a soundscape that freezes time, melting away the rough edges of reality and leaving listeners lost in a world of rhythmic tranquility.
Adrian Lux, with his brand of laid-back beats, is making one thing clear - sometimes, sitting back, listening to some sounds, and simply existing is all the luxury you really need. If you're yet to hop on board the Lux train, it's about time you checked in for a dose of his Scandi serenity.
My Fault
Adrian Lux
I don't know why I want you to come over
I don't know why I want to make amends
I don't know why I want you to say sorry
I don't know why I wanna be your friend
But I don't
It's just the hope that still gets me
And that's my fault
Because I know you're never guilty
But I still want
For you to try to love me
But I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why I want you to come back now
I don't know why I think you'd ever change
I don't know why I think that you could love me
I don't know why you ever could explain
But I want
To know why you did it
And that's my fault
Because I know you never meant it
But I still want
For you to try to love me
But I don't know why
I don't know why
But I still want you
To see the good in me
But I know you don't care
What I'm thinking
And I know you never will
But I don't
It's just the hope that still gets me
And that's my fault
Because I know you're never guilty
But I still want
For you to try to love me
But I don't know why
I don't know why
CREDITS
Performer: Adrian Lux
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
Verified Artist
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.
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
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Catastrofe
Ra Rauw 42
Verified Artist
Ra Rauw 42
Ra Rauw 42 is a Berlin-based hip hop trio redefining what underground sound means in the heart of Europe. Formed in 2022, the group brings together three contrasting forces: Jonas “JZ” Klinke, a battle-scarred lyricist raised on Neukölln’s street corners; Felix “Nebula” Brandt, an analog synth hoarder with a soft spot for East German radio textures; and Lina “Vel” Morgenstern, a conservatory dropout whose icy vocals and haunting hooks give the group its signature edge.
Their paths crossed at a chaotic warehouse rave in Friedrichshain. JZ was freestyling through the fog machine, Nebula hijacked the aux cable to drop a grime bootleg, and Vel—originally just photographing the night—ended up singing the hook that silenced the crowd. That spontaneous moment led to their first studio session, where “Catastrofe” was born.
“Catastrofe”, their explosive debut single, dropped exclusively on Filodyo, bypassing traditional platforms in a deliberate move to keep their sound raw and uncensored. It’s not just a song—it’s a signal. Ra Rauw 42 isn’t asking for attention. They’re taking it.
Catastrofe
Ra Rauw 42
Ra-Rauw
Raul Alejandro
Austin Baby
Chris Jedi
Gaby Music
Dime
Baby
I don't think I'll survive until the weekend
She wants me to become vegan
Your girlfriend
My favorite stripper
She's a little prettier
But just as toxic as you
I met you at a club in Medellin
I wanted to put you in a Lamborghini (Woh woh woh woh)
'Cause she's a party girl (Party girl)
And I gave her a pill (I gave her a pill woh)
I just have a message for you (Message)
I don't want to see you again
Have a good life (Have a good life)
I hope you lose your wallet (Hope you lose your wallet)
And you cry over every song (Oh my God)
I hope you run out of gas (Gas)
Your favorite song gets deleted (Gets deleted)
And your flight gets canceled (Gets canceled)
And you have a catastrophic night (Catastrophic night)
I hope you get a flat tire (Flat tire)
Your period is delayed for ten days (Delayed for ten days)
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled (Gets spoiled)
And you have a catastrophic night (And you have a catastrophic night)
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
I don't think I'll survive until the weekend (Until the weekend)
She wants me to become vegan (Vegan)
Your girlfriend
My favorite stripper (Oh my God)
She's a little prettier
But just as toxic as you (Baby)
I met you at a club in Medellin (Medellin)
I wanted to put you in a Lamborghini (Lamborghini)
(Woh woh woh woh)
'Cause she's a party girl (Party girl)
And I gave her a pill (Gave her a pill woh)
(Oh oh oh)
(Oh oh oh)
I just have a message for you (Message)
I don't want to see you again
Have a good life (Have a good life)
I hope you lose your wallet (Hope you lose your wallet)
And you cry over every song (Oh my God)
I hope you run out of gas (Gas)
Your favorite song gets deleted (Gets deleted)
And your flight gets canceled (Gets canceled)
And you have a catastrophic night (Catastrophic night)
I hope you get a flat tire (Flat tire)
Your period is delayed for ten days (Delayed for ten days)
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled (Gets spoiled)
And you have a catastrophic night (And you have a catastrophic night)
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
And you have a catastrophic night
(And you have a catastrophic night)
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
And you have a catastrophic night
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled
CREDITS
Performer: Ra Rauw 42
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Self Mastery
Zahna Krouphouse
Verified Artist
Zahna Krouphouse
Known for producing groovy beats that put a wiggle in your walk, Zahna Krouphouse is the hidden gem of the electronica scene with a penchant for igniting spontaneous kitchen dance parties. To the unassuming listener, Zahna's refreshing sound spells out freedom, exhilaration, and well... sheer joy!
Zahna got the break they've been waiting for when they were scouted by Filodyo. What started as a soundtrack for the aisle wanderers in stores turned out to be the foot-tapping, head-bobbing anthem for headphone warriors worldwide. Zahna's style? Think a vibrant fusion of Aphex Twin’s heart-thumping rhythm with Daft Punk's rhapsodic harmonies. But they punctuate it with a zesty twist of their own, stirring up their Krouphouse magic that flip-flops your heart and has your toes tapping a Morse code of elation.
Their crowning jewel? The catchy ditty christened "Self Mastery". Proving to be more than a hyped-up joyride, it's an electronic odyssey that weaves in the pulse of self-discovery, self-love, and well, mastering one's self. As Zahna says, it's the "digital lullaby of the self-actualized soul," if that doesn't make you double-click on their playlist, what will? On that happy note, may Zahna Krouphouse's music echo in your heart, head, and, inevitably, hips. Could you ask for a more funky companionship on your journey of self-mastery?
Self Mastery
Zahna Krouphouse
Verse 1:
Life throws its punches but I hold my ground
Emotions may rage but I won't be drowned
Through every trial I stand tall and strong
In the darkest hours I sing my own song
Chorus:
Self-control my guiding star
Through the chaos I'll go far
In the heat of battle I find my way
With inner strength I seize the day
Bridge:
In the quiet of my mind I find my peace
In life's whirlwind my worries cease
With every step I take command
Self-mastery my guiding hand
Outro:
So I stand resolute against the fray
With self-control I'll find my way
In life's dance I'll always strive
With unwavering resolve I'll thrive
CREDITS
Performer: Zahna Krouphouse
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Time to Get Loose
Martian Mark
Verified Artist
Martian Mark
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.
Time to Get Loose
Martian Mark
It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Hit the floor
Drop it low
Raise the roof
Lose control
Time to go
Take it slow
Bring it back
Give me more
No need to run
Baby
Don't be scared
The night's still young
We can dance all night
When it gets to be too much
Let the bass kick in
When you're feeling out of touch
Let the bass kick in
It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Find a way
Take a chance
Turn around
Take my hand
We can go
Find a place
Move your body
Pick up the pace
No need to run
Baby
Don't be scared
The night's still young
We can dance all night
When it gets to be too much
Let the bass kick in
When you're feeling out of touch
Let the bass kick in
It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
It's been a long week
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
Time to get loose
CREDITS
Performer: Martian Mark
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Through Me (feat Do...
Jett Ralston
Verified Artist
Jett Ralston
Born and raised in Ventura, California, Jett Ralston grew up in a garage that smelled like motor oil, vinyl records, and his father’s hair pomade. While other kids watched cartoons, Jett memorized the Grease soundtrack and tried to mirror Elvis's hip sway in the hallway mirror. His voice—low, smoky, and just a little rough around the edges—carries the DNA of that golden age, but never feels stuck in it.
Jett’s debut single “Through Me” (feat. Dolores Queen) is a cinematic slow-burn: part lost love, part lounge confession. Produced exclusively for Filodyo, the track fuses analog charm with subtle modern edges, pairing his velvet baritone with Dolores Queen’s haunting harmonies. He doesn’t try to be Elvis — but he sings like someone who misses that kind of honesty on stage.
With a sound caught somewhere between a flickering jukebox and a midnight highway, Jett Ralston is not here for nostalgia — he's here to make old souls feel seen again.
Through Me (feat Dolores Queen)
Jett Ralston
(verse 1)
You sit beside me
but your eyes
walk down a hallway
I can’t find
You ask me questions
with no wait
as if the answers
might hesitate
(verse 2)
You touch my hand
like it’s just air
like something’s there
but not quite where
I say your name
just to hear
if it still sounds
like you’re near
(chorus)
You move through me
like wind through cloth
like water shaped
by what it’s not
You don’t resist
but you don’t hold
You’re warm
but I’m cold
(verse 3)
The kitchen light
flickers twice
We laugh but
not with our eyes
The song that used to
make you sway
now plays like
furniture on replay
(chorus — repeat)
You move through me
without a sound
I feel you there
but not around
You’re close
but not slow
You’re mine
but I don’t know
(outro — quiet)
Love didn’t leave
but it learned
to disappear
CREDITS
Performer: Jett Ralston
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Hope in His Eyes (f...
Spark Lee
Verified Artist
Spark Lee
Meet Spark Lee, the Iberian master of bass and beats, constantly spinning the tapestry of life into groovy dance tracks. Known for his collaborations with the likes of Ava Bennett on the contagious track, "Hope in His Eyes," Lee's ability to fabricate charm and charisma from thin air has made him a spectacle of the independent music scene.
The name 'Spark Lee' is suggestive of his music — bursting with energy, electrifying—yet with a calm finesse. Channeling his Spanish roots, a consistent release of rhythmic, upbeat songs has seen fans scrambling to catch some flamenco flair, reinvented for the wired generation.
Lee's world isn't all about dropping beats and flipping vinyl, though. It's about painting vibrant, melodic expressions that bring happiness to every listener under his soundwave. You might say he's turned 'smiling' into a sort of motion-inducing kinetic art form. Put his track on, and you're compelled to find your rhythm, your joy, your Spark Lee-esque 'happy'.
No, Spark Lee isn't just making music; he's making magic—a sorcerer of sound, a wizard of the waveform, whipping out dance tracks that are as infectious as they are inspired. So next time you need a lift, remember—one hit of Spark Lee, and you'll be lighting up the dance floor in no time.
Hope in His Eyes (ft Ava Bennett)
Spark Lee
(Verse 1)
In the outskirts of the town where shadows loom tall
Ali walks with dreams though the odds seem to fall
From humble beginnings his spirit stands tall
In the midst of adversity he answers the call
(Chorus)
Hope in his eyes like a beacon in the night
Ali's story unfolds in the dimming light
Through trials and tribulations he finds his way
In the corner of the neighborhood where hope holds sway
(Verse 2)
With each passing day he carves his own path
Facing struggles head-on never fearing the wrath
From the dusty streets to the stars above
Ali's determination shines a testament of love
(Chorus)
Hope in his eyes like a beacon in the night
Ali's story unfolds in the dimming light
Through trials and tribulations he finds his way
In the corner of the neighborhood where hope holds sway
(Bridge)
Through laughter and tears he perseveres
Building castles of dreams conquering fears
For in his heart there burns a fire
A relentless drive to reach higher and higher
(Chorus)
Hope in his eyes like a beacon in the night
Ali's story unfolds in the dimming light
Through trials and tribulations he finds his way
In the corner of the neighborhood where hope holds sway
(Outro)
So let his tale be heard far and wide
Of a boy from the outskirts with hope as his guide
For in the darkest of nights he found his ray
In the kenar mahalle where dreams find their way
CREDITS
Performer: Spark Lee
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Sweaty Eddie
Luna Vespera
Verified Artist
Luna Vespera
Luna Vespera is a vibrant songstress hailing from the cobblestone streets of Paris, where she relocated from her native Lithuania due to her husband's engineering endeavors. Nothing spells "for better, for worse" like swapping the charm of Lithuanian landscapes for the lights of the Eiffel Tower. She's made a name for herself in the music industry, not just by gracing the city of love with her sound, but also through her amazing work with Filodyo – her sponsoring record label. As they say, even in Paris, show business is still business, which Luna handles beautifully in her Parisian serenade.
Known for her unique blend of melodic soundscapes, Luna's craft expands beyond just being a songbird. She's a veritable jack-of-all-trades, with a love for electronic digital audio workstations – think of her as a musical Da Vinci, blending art, technology, and a bit of joie de vivre. In fact, voice acting artist is another feather in her beret - a talent that adds an extra layer of richness to her music. If being a multi-talented songstress was a sport, Luna would undoubtedly be in the world league.
One of Luna Vespera's most popular hits is the contagiously rhythmic "Sweaty Eddie." Just like its name might suggest, the track delivers a charismatic, dance-infused anthem that gets listeners energized - and possibly a little sweaty. With its irresistible beats and Luna's honeyed voice, it's a firm favorite on Paris's lively music scene, and certainly, a defining element of Luna's growing musical legacy.
So, there you have it – Luna Vespera. The name to know in the Parisian music scene; an enchanting songstress with the charm of the old world and the pulse of the new. Stay tuned for the release of her next electronic ballad. Bonne écoute!
Sweaty Eddie
Luna Vespera
Wow
Spiritus
It goes a long way
I've just been livin' it
Riskin' it all
Had a vision I was gonna come up swingin' it
Kissin' goodbye
Won't you switch up for me
Envision this for a minute
Get the grin off your cheek
I'm tired of listenin'
But I'm clappin' along
When you're so kind to me
Glad to meet you
You're so kind
I saw the stone wall crumblin'
I saw the main stage settlin' down
Bird-watchin'
Moon howlin'
Let me see
Ooh
Sweaty Eddie
You could be lucky now
Hoppin' on the bandwagon
Sweaty Eddie
Stop for me now
Servin' a turn
As it happens
Sweaty Eddie
You could be lovely now
Hoppin' on the bandwagon
Sweaty Eddie
I see now
Take it in stride as it passes
Drop the pretenses
As the world relapses
Misunderstandings
Up in the attic
Pick it up
Pick it up
Carry it tall now
Oh my
Have we ever met before? I swear that I know it
Could I have a little bit more? I've gotten to know you quite well
I can see it comin' on
Now you're convinced
If you want me to
Convince me
Sweaty Eddie
You could be lucky now
Hoppin' on the bandwagon
Sweaty Eddie
Stop for me now
Servin' a turn
As it happens
Sweaty Eddie
You could be lovely now
Hoppin' on the bandwagon
Sweaty Eddie
I see now
Take it in stride as it passes
Have we ever met before? I swear that I know it
Could I have a little bit more? I've gotten to know you
It's quite alright
I can see it comin' on
Now you're convinced
Convince me
CREDITS
Performer: Luna Vespera
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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We Go Higher (ft Ka...
Mark Martian
Verified Artist
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.
We Go Higher (ft Karen)
Mark Martian
Step in lights feelin' my mind
Drifting closer colors align
Pulse in sync hearts on the rise
Breaking free lost in your eyes
Let it drop don’t let it stop now
Every touch liftin' me somehow
Movin' slow glowin' bright
Fallin’ deep into the night
We go higher higher
Burning like a fire
Future now leave the past
We let go future bass
We go louder louder
Feel it like no other
No control just embrace
We let go future bass
Sounds fade rhythm flows
Skin to skin nobody knows
Blurred lines neon signs
Chasing moments lost in time
Turn it up don't slow it down now
Feel the rush we're alive somehow
Hold me close neon skies
Take me where forever lies
We go higher higher
Burning like a fire
Future now leave the past
We let go future bass
We go louder louder
Feel it like no other
No control just embrace
We let go future bass
CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
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.
