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She Owns the Floor
Broken Halos Club
Verified Artist
Broken Halos Club
Broken Halos Club is a ghost-lit rock outfit born in the after-hours of a burned-out bar in Cincinnati. Fronted by the enigmatic Leo Ryder, whose voice cuts like broken glass wrapped in velvet, the band delivers anthems for the misfits, the dancers, and the late-night wanderers. Mira Knox commands the bass like it’s a weapon of seduction, while Ash Renner turns every drumbeat into a warning shot.
Their breakout single “She Owns the Floor” is not just a song—it’s a defiant war cry for anyone who’s ever reclaimed the night. Exclusive to Filodyo, the track pulses with swagger and sweat, a raw tribute to the power of movement, presence, and fearless self-expression.
Broken Halos Club isn’t chasing charts—they’re chasing ghosts, echoes, and the kind of truth that only comes after midnight. Loud, unapologetic, and strangely beautiful, they’re less a band and more a beautifully damaged memory you can’t shake.
She Owns the Floor
Broken Halos Club
Spotlight hits — she don't flinch
Heels hit hard like a war-time switch
Hair like fire lips like sin
No one knows — but she's all in
Mirrorball's spinning — hearts in her grip
She don't dance — she commands the trip
Here she comes — boom just like thunder
All eyes on her can't help but wonder
Shake the room — she breaks the law
Moves so smooth you just drop your jaw
This ain't a game
She owns the floor
Yeah yeah
She owns the floor
Leather jacket — devil grin
You try to speak but your words cave in
She don't chase — she makes you run
A midnight riot in human form
Phones are up — but no one blinks
She's a livewire — no need to think
Here she comes — boom just like thunder
All eyes on her can't help but wonder
Shake the room — she breaks the law
Moves so smooth you just drop your jaw
No turning back
She owns the floor
Oh yeah
She owns the floor
Here she comes — boom just like thunder
Everybody move — everybody wonder
Shake the room — she breaks the law
Make some space — or lose it all
One more time
She owns the floor
Yeah yeah
She owns the floor
CREDITS
Performer: Broken Halos Club
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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My Dreaming Life
Manon Vallois
Verified Artist
Manon Vallois
Where Parisian glamour meets electro-pop dance diva, you'll find the enchanting artist, Manon Vallois. Traipsing down a yellow brick road of pulsing beats and bold impressions, Vallois' irresistible tunes are the epitome of joy and joie de vivre.
This delightful, quirky Parisienne is the lovechild of the City of Love's rich artistry and throbbing nightlife, a lass always found a hop, skip, and pirouette away from the nearest beat drop. With her signature track, "My Dreaming Life", Vallois provides the escapism we all need from time to time. She takes listeners on a whimsical journey, backed by high-energy rhythms and melodies that would make even the Eiffel Tower shake its steel self, setting hearts aflutter quicker than you can say "Croissant".
Vallois' music is the couture of the dance genre—handcrafted, energetic, and unafraid to be avant-garde. Each beat an homage to Paris, the pulsing rhythm of her home injected into pulsating electro melodies. Yet, no matter how vivacious her bass line or infectious her hook, it's the inherent optimism in her music, the joy she infuses in every track that transforms listeners into undeniably happy dancers—a task only possible by someone as enchanting as Manon Vallois.
Afterall, Vallois is not just a sonic maven, she's essentially happiness personified. The dictionary people are just slackin' by not placing her picture beside the word 'happy' by now. So, if you're feeling downhearted, just press play on a Manon Vallois track and dance like a Parisian; it's the quickest route from gloom to groove central.
My Dreaming Life
Manon Vallois
When I'm out of breath
When my head's a mess
When I want a way to fly away
When I can't take it
When I feel my grip
Slip away
Away
Away
Oh
I can be anything I want to
Oh
A million colors
A thousand hues
Oh
I know there's so much more than we can see
When life is too real
Oh
My dreaming life is everything
When the ground shakes
When my heart breaks
When I want a way to fly away
When I feel my grip
Slip away
Away
Away
Oh
I can be anything I want to
Oh
A million colors
A thousand hues
Oh
I know there's so much more than we can see
When life is too real
Oh
My dreaming life is everything
Open your eyes
We're already here
Oh
There's nothing to fear
And I know
I can be anything I want to
Oh
A million colors
A thousand hues
Oh
I know there's so much more than we can see
When life is too real
Oh
My dreaming life is everything
CREDITS
Performer: Manon Vallois
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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A Song Left Unwritten
Mira Jensen
Verified Artist
Mira Jensen
"You've probably never heard of Mira Jensen, but then again, who has?" says Mira Jensen in a witty repartee to obscurity. This indie-goddess, hailing from the ink-blotted margins of the music world, brandishes her raw talent like a broadsword, cutting through the monotony of manufactured pop.
Behind her calming blue eyes and spaghetti disaster of blonde curls spirals the complex mind of a poet, busily spinning threads of everyday life into lyrical gold. Her music is a veritable tonic for the soul, born from the bittersweet marriage of late-night introspections and forgotten childhood memories. And "A Song Left Unwritten", her pièce de résistance, seizes your heart only to turn it into an errant marionette, dancing to its heartrending symphony.
Yet, don't let her philosophical musings fool you. Mira is as unpredictable as a jack-in-the-box, as exemplified by her impromptu concert inside an empty fish tank in the heart of Hackney (that’s right, you heard it here first). Whether she's spinning out profound ballads or making magic in the most peculiar of venues, Mira Jensen's authenticity shines brighter than her neon pink Converse.
In the music industry, where mimicking the familiar often spells success, Mira's candidness is as refreshing as a summer breeze in the Sahara. Though her nom de guerre might not yet line the billboards, something tells us Mira Jensen's footnotes in the annuls of music are just a few jamming sessions away from becoming headline-worthy annotations. Watch this space!
A Song Left Unwritten
Mira Jensen
You caught my eye
On that ten forty-nine
Right when the train doors
Closed me in
And in my mind
Was "Landslide"
The song my mother made
My dad dance with me to
You're
A song left unwritten
And just in case
I thought I'd say
I hope when the time comes
And that the heartache comes
This brings you back to me
At that moment
When you were caught
Bet you never thought you'd see me here
Ever again
With unbrushed hair and notes of the day
The way you stared
My trench coat brown
My eyes
I hope you remember them
I hope you find me somehow
Because
Darling
You're
A chapter left undone
And just in case
I thought I'd say
I hope when the storm hits
And the weeping winds
Take you back to me
At that moment
When you were nerve-struck
When you were awe-struck
CREDITS
Performer: Mira Jensen
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Tell Me (ft Ali M)
Toni Royale
Verified Artist
Toni Royale
Toni Royale, aka "The Crown Jewel of Arkansas," is an artist who has gracefully stretched across genres, maintaining just enough mystery to keep us hooked. Born and bred in the land of deep-fried chicken and endless cornfields, her musical journey began beside the grand piano in her grandmother's parlor, a sanctuary of nostalgia and creativity that royally embarked her on the road to stardom. From plucking smoky blues licks on the guitar during high school to touring national stages with her iconic powerhouse vocals, her tale is as diverse as her robust discography.
Toni's signature blend of soulful blues, heart-wrenching ballads and toe-tapping pop tunes has made her an undeniable force in the music industry. She first captured our ears (and hearts) with the moving ballad, "Tell Me (ft Ali M)" – a track that fans and critics alike have deemed pure royal magic. The song climbed the charts with ease, testament to the undeniable magnetism of her voice, her talent and that sweet southern charm sprinkled all throughout her catalogue.
Like a musical chameleon, Toni Royale has an uncanny ability to adapt her sound and style to the times, fusing modern blues and cutting-edge pop with the rhythm and soul bred in her Arkansas roots. Her appeal extends beyond her extensive vocal prowess, firmly grounded in her eclectic personal style, her fierce dedication to her craft, and her adamant refusal to wear anything without a hint of sequin sparkle. One thing is certain about Toni Royale: she rules the stage with a mix of glitter and grit, reflecting the diverse flavors of her craft.
As we continue to track Toni's fascinating ascension in the music industry, one thing is crystal clear: the crown definitely fits. Whether leaving listeners awestruck with her deep, resonant voice, or entrancing audiences with her intense, sparkly onstage antics, the reign of Toni Royale is far from over. Long live the queen of Arkansas blues-pop!
Tell Me (ft Ali M)
Toni Royale
Uhh
Mmm
Mm-hmm
Mmm-mm mm-mm mm-mm (Mm-mm)
Mm-mm-mm-mm mm (Ayy)
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
And when the night comes
Baby
You won't be long (Mm-mm)
And when the morning come
Pssh
Ugh!
You're gone (You're gone aye)
W-w-when the dark clouds open
The lights will burn (Burn)
Tell me
Yah-yah
Yah-yah
What's goin' on? (Tell me yah-yah-yah-yah)
And you're hiding in the dark on a mountain
And you're slowin' down—uh—because you're busy
Busy
Wow-wow
And you swipe it
Swipe it
Down-up-up
Down-up-down
And you're so hot
Hotter than the Buenos Mama (Ah)
Mmm-mm mm-mm mm-mm (Mm-mm)
Mm-mm-mm-mm mm (Ayy)
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Yeah movin’ through the night got my mind on the run
Shadows in the rearview but I ain't the one
Swipe left swipe right I ain't playin’ no games
Every step that I take I be switchin’ the lanes
Got a call from the past but I let it decline
Ain’t no time for the fake I be chasin’ the shine
Skyline glowin’ yeah the city stay alive
When the dark clouds break man the stars gotta rise
Tell me yah-yah what's goin’ on?
Took a leap of faith now the fear is gone
Lights too bright but I play along
When the morning comes I’ll be movin’ on
When the night comes
Baby
You won't be long (Uh-)
When the morning come
Pssh
Ugh!
He's gone (He's gone he's gone)
W-w-when the dark clouds open
The lights will burn
Tell me
Yah-yah
Three
Four
What's goin' on? (Tell me yah-yah-yah-yah)
Tell me
Yah-yah
What's goin' on?
Tell me
Yah-yah
What's goin' on?
Tell me
Yah-yah
What's goin' on?
Tell me
Yah-yah
What's goin' on?
CREDITS
Performer: Toni Royale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Hold Your Cross
Aurora Finch
Verified Artist
Aurora Finch
Aurora Finch is an independent singer-songwriter from Edinburgh, Scotland. She is contracted under Filodyo and whose work voraciously resonates with the vast local music scene.
Born and raised in the shadow of the UK's most mystical capital, Finch has evolved from singing in the rain-soaked alleyways of Edinburgh, a city globally recognized for its love for stirrings of creativity, to performing at local venues. Known for her deep-textured voice and unwavering dedication, she paints an ethereal sonic portrait that revolves around themes of love, life, and memories. Aurora plays guitar like she's ringing a bell and is able to stir up some pretty gnarly sound liveliness when she combines it with her husky vocals. There is, however, nothing 'cold' about this Finch, except perhaps her icy-blue guitar which has become her trademark.
One of her most notable tracks, "Hold Your Cross", showcases Aurora's ability to weave melodies that perfectly blend depth and lightheartedness. With lyrics that touch on the intricacies of human nature and tell a captivating story, the song is just one of many illustrations of her uncanny ability to resonate deeply with listeners. The song showcases Finch's gift - a knack for writing melodies as magnets for emotions, attracting both the reminiscent and visionary listeners from all around her hometown.
Whether it's on stage or off, Aurora Finch emanates warmth and wit in equal measure. She's the kind of artist you expect to find writing lyrics on a napkin in a quirky café or strumming her guitar from the comfort of a worn-out armchair. With a brilliant talent whose roots are firmly grounded, Aurora Finch is definitely a name to look out for in the increasingly eclectic world of independent music.
Hold Your Cross
Aurora Finch
Raise your fears up high
Or drown 'em in the sea
Screamin' in the air
Somethin'
Somethin'
Somethin'
Keep your legs
Your legs steady
Head
Head
Heavy
Hold your cross 'til the bell tolls
Keep your legs
Your legs steady
Head
Head
Heavy (Kee-kee-kee)
Hold your cross and make amends
(Bong bong bong)
Findin' new weather
Paintin' the new hymn
Through the eyes of believers
Buildin'
Buildin'
Buildin'
Keep your legs
Your legs steady
Head
Head
Heavy
Hold your cross 'til the bell tolls
Keep your legs
Your legs
Steady
Head
Head
Heavy
Hold your cross and make amends
Hold steady
CREDITS
Performer: Aurora Finch
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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This Isn’t Love
Chris Nate
Verified Artist
Chris Nate
Meet Chris Nate, the alternative tunesmith you've probably never heard of, but will soon be unable to live without. Emerging from the vibrant music scene of Nashville, this little-known troubadour is steadily carving a niche for himself in the wide world of alternative music.
Chris is notoriously bashful about his origins but will tell you this: the fundamental building blocks of his music lie not in Nashville's sing-and-clap heartland, but on the rhythmic streets of his namesake city, Natchitoches, Louisiana. Every song seems to skate effortlessly across bayou blues and backwater folk rock, all while maintaining the ebullient tone that is so very Chris Nate.
It's no surprise that this seemingly scattershot blend of influences works so well given the success of his track, "This Isn't Love." A merry jaunt that dares to ask, 'What if love was more like playing jazz on a banjo in space?’ Delivered with a wink, a nod, and most crucially, a tie-dye shirt, the song is a festival of joy that will have listeners tapping their feet while crying laughter tears.
So, grab your headphones and give Chris Nate a spin. Here’s an artist whose music won’t just tickle your ears, but might just tickle your funny bone as well. He's serving up slices of life with a side of melody, and it's a recipe that's simply too tasty to resist. And if that isn’t love, well, this isn’t a biography. Or is it? Chris Nate might make you question everything. Everything except for his expertise in creating cheerfully menagerie tunes, that is.
This Isn’t Love
Chris Nate
Your keys on my floor like secrets we ignore
Talk cheap in the kitchen but silence said more
Late bites blurred lines
We orbit what we can’t define
And I don’t ask you to stay
But you never walk away
Ooh—ohh—caught in that delay
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
The door’s half closed your shadow blends
Routine strangers no need to pretend
Unread texts skipped calls
But still I’m there when you fall
I won’t hold out a map
You keep tracing the gap
Mm—yeah—holding what we lack
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
Words don’t heal in stereo
We play roles we’ll never know
But I’d still let it repeat—mmm—aah
Ahh—mmm—breathe in the mess
Still tethered nothing less
[Final Chorus]
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
(Uhh!) crash not intent
CREDITS
Performer: Chris Nate
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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VIP (feat Trey C)
Skye
Verified Artist
Skye
Skye is a Korean-born pop sensation who now calls California her home. With a voice that blends vulnerability and power, she quickly rose from uploading covers in her bedroom to headlining stages across the West Coast. Inspired by both K-pop precision and Western pop freedom, Skye creates a hybrid sound that defies borders.
From heartbreak anthems to confident bangers, her lyrics speak to a generation raised on contradictions — soft yet strong, bold yet uncertain. Having trained in Seoul during her early teens, she carries the discipline of her roots while embracing the expressive energy of LA's music scene.
Often dubbed the “Pop Queen of Both Worlds,” Skye’s performances are emotional rollercoasters filled with glitter, synths, and raw truth. She’s not just building a fanbase — she’s building a movement.
VIP (feat Trey C)
Skye
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
Buzz on my phone — you typed “let’s slide”
I said “bass drops lasers good vibes”
No velvet ropes no guestlist or fee
Just you and me and a V-I-P scene oh-oh-oh
Do you crave me like I crave the night?
Do you glow when the tempo’s right?
We ain’t average we don’t do tame
This room’s ours — let’s light the flame
Let’s ride — to the edge of rhythm
No pride — just sparks and vision
Tonight — it’s a private show
We the stars now let the world know
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah red lights blinkin’ tempo's wild
VIP mood — we don't need no style
You walk in and the room obeys
This beat’s ours — no need to explain
No ties no limits no script
Just rhythm and lips that don’t quit
You twirl — and the world resets
We’re the climax no regrets
Hit me with your eyes
Ping me just one line
I know where your heart is
Let’s blur the borderline
Let’s ride — to the edge of rhythm
No pride — just sparks and vision
Tonight — it’s a private show
We the stars now let the world know
[Hook – both voices layered]
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
Say it once say it right
We ignite we ignite
Say it once say it right
We the night we the light
V-I-P…
CREDITS
Performer: Skye
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Best Night Ever
Leo Marlow
Verified Artist
Leo Marlow
Leo Marlow, an artist whose music seems to philosophize the dew on the grass with his songs, began his journey amid the high-stakes intensity of Brit-pop. Launching his career initially as the luminary of a Brit-pop boy band that didn't reach the stratospheric heights intended, he managed to transform his career path in the most unexpected way. Rising from the ashes of a failed group, he learnt to echo his own feelings while showcasing vulnerability, thus crafting a musical legacy that was wholly his own.
Based in the enchanting city of Manchester, Marlow has certainly found his unique sound, a harmonious blend of classic and contemporary. The artist serves as a sonic architect, masterfully constructing retro-futuristic synth landscapes that capture the essence of loneliness universally felt, yet seldom depicted so eloquently in music. The wistful melancholy of his music, tinged by synths, creates an environment as expansive as the cosmos yet as intimate as a whispered secret. His power to convey emotions and experiences with profound depth sets him sincerely apart.
One of Marlow's most notable musical creations is the ode "Best Night Ever". The track serves as an entrancing journey through Marlow's sombre narratives to the sound of shimmering synth-pop. Even whilst conjuring the myriad of emotions embedded in personal loss, "Best Night Ever" paradoxically stands as an alluring anthem for unforgettable nights and the ephemeral moments that make life so magical. It's an apt testament to Marlow's extraordinary ability to portray the human condition through his music, and certainly highlights why his magnificent sound continues to resonate with audiences far beyond Manchester's confines.
Best Night Ever
Leo Marlow
Three hours at a house party (Three)
I'm so over it (Ooh)
What we gonna do? (Uh)
We don't need this ****
Me and my ****** in the corner (Yeah)
Sippin' our liquor (Yeah)
What we gonna do? (Yeah)
Girl what we gonna do?
And she said
"Don't you worry girl I got a plan
We gonna get out of here girl and
Head to the beach we'll be there by ten
The boys are gonna meet us yeah they're bringin' their friends"
It's the best night ever
We're all together I won't forget
How we turned that *****
Into the best night ever
How could I ever? It's permanent
All because my friend said
[Post-Chorus]
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Three days in Miami
The vibe was right (Ooh)
Damn we had fun (Ooh)
On a Wednesday night
Me and my bitches in a section (Yeah)
At the strip club (Yeah)
Boys throwin' up (Yeah)
It's a real good night
And she said
"Don't you worry girl I got a plan
We gonna get out of here girl and
Head to the beach we'll be there by ten
The boys are gonna meet us yeah they're bringin' their friends"
CREDITS
Performer: Leo Marlow
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
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With Whom I'm Meeting
Kai Spectrum
Verified Artist
Kai Spectrum
Kai Spectrum is a wizard of the turntables, a maestro of the mixing decks, hailing straight from the vibrant music scene of Almanya. He's not your ordinary DJ, in fact, he may be the only one in history who'd dare to use 'various' and 'vocals' in the same sentence with nothing but charm. Often found nestled in his Almanya studio, Spectrum spends his days (and let's be honest, most of his nights) crafting pulsating beats solely for the ears of his loyal listeners on the enigmatic platform, filodyo.
One of Spectrum's most notable conquests in the music sphere is "With Whom I'm Meeting". A brainchild of Spectrum's unconventional brilliance, this track shows off his knack for layering unexpected vocals over his signature groovy beats. But much like the man himself, this song proves that there's more than meets the eye - or in this case, the ear. For those who listen closely, "With Whom I'm Meeting" whispers a tale of Spectrum's uncanny ability to blur the lines between the sonic and the narrative, making the audience question, just who are they meeting? Rest assured, dear reader, the answer will always be - the music, their own imagination, and the whimsical humor of Kai Spectrum.
With Whom I'm Meeting
Kai Spectrum
Sweat in patches drenching my hoodie
No seduction
Clear as it should be
Although too tired to exercise even
I can walk to the alley or even the other precinct
Was I (And did you even listen?)
Mad like Dad (When I wanted to hold on?)
With whom I'm meeting
On this earth of neon light
Under stardust
The past flickering
But it's getting cold outside
My third lollipop
A fabled bloodsucker
They make fun of me
But it's my true character
Jingle bells outside
Kids in the dark
Can't help but think of home and how it fell apart
Was I (And did you even listen?)
Mad like Dad (When I wanted to hold on?)
With whom I'm meeting
On this earth of neon light
Under stardust
The past flickering
But it's getting cold outside
Nothing's subtle
They've exposed the situation
Here's a summary of the monetization
Buy their cheap toys
Last year's commemorations
And throw it away to save another generation
With whom I'm meeting
On this earth of neon light
Under stardust
The past flickering
But it's getting cold outside
CREDITS
Performer: Kai Spectrum
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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Strong City Woman
Viktoria Klein
Verified Artist
Viktoria Klein
Meet Viktoria Klein - the voice that's spreading joy across the alternative music scene with her infectious killer hooks and luminous personality. With her hit track "Strong City Woman" tearing up playlists, she's quickly becoming an essential fixture in the world of independent music.
Viktoria's journey to alt-pop goddess was anything but ordinary. As the story goes, she used to croon to sheep in her grandma's Yorkshire farm, using a pitchfork as a microphone- the sheep sure as hell didn't mind the free gig! This unorthodox "tour" harnessed her melodious chops, and the rolling English countryside became the stage where she honed what is now touted as "cripplingly delightful" tunes.
Klein's music mourns none and pleases many. Her "happy" mode of operation disguises the edgy undertone of her sound, striking a perfect chord between sunny optimism and biting realism. Listening to her tunes, you'll feel like you've been let in on a secret club - the kind that serves tequila at breakfast and sees exposed brick as the height of interior design. Each strum, every beat feels like Viktoria is sharing a personal punch-line; you practically hear her ironic chuckle as you navigate her audial landscape.
It’s near impossible to walk away from a Viktoria Klein track without a spring in your step or, at the very least, a glazed look of contentment. The alternative scene may be awash with talent but no one quite offers the Viktoria Klein experience – a merry romanticism that leaves heartache outside the nightclub door, making sure your ears are filled with nothing but good times. Watch out world, there’s a new 'Strong City Woman' in town!
Strong City Woman
Viktoria Klein
Closet full of dancing shoes God knows
Probably got the same tattoo somewhere
Dark roots on her light blue born with
Fire in the eyes like you but rules
There are rocks made from paper and
Statues that move
And there’s nothing wrong in her world
If she says it’s true
There are dove feathered angels
without wings who fly she let them
And a strong city woman
who can’t be confined not loveless
In six weeks there’s a new routine mapped out
Confetti and the sacred dark marked down
Fire is a cleansing bark without rules
You are starting in your light blue fire
Dancing over quicksand tides right now
In the light of your eyes
You’re about to delve in
Let yourself feel power
Your love is wealth you’re flying
You can’t be made outlawed
The city that you built
didn’t need doors in the first place
Use the grass in the fields
out there for your campsite
Maybe later you’ll be needed
back on the home base
Walls don’t mean anything
under the birdlines
Strong woman can’t be confined not loveless
CREDITS
Performer: Viktoria Klein
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.
