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You Walked Away
Jules Starlight Mercer
Verified Artist
Jules Starlight Mercer
Meet Jules Starlight Mercer, a dynamite indie-pop artist straight from the heartland of Starlight City. Known for his high-energy beats and infectious charm, he's setting the music scene alight, one glitter trail at a time.
This stellar dude is full of surprises. Not only does he pen and perform heart-popping tracks like the notorious banger "You Walked Away", but he also moonlights at a local music store. Proof his universe truly revolves around melodic notes. Oh, and did we mention he's rumored to have joined NBA legend LeBron James on some killer bike tours? Little more than a whisper doing the rounds, but let's just say we wouldn't be surprised.
When you listen to a Jules Starlight Mercer track, you're promised boundless fun, toe-tapping rhythms, and a ray of sunshine, whatever the weather. This lad makes music that's bright and buoyant as a bounce house, tunes that just scream 'happy', leaving you grinning like a Cheshire cat.
So, folks, buckle up, because Jules Starlight Mercer is a shooting star, ready to leap from the local scene to the galaxy cluster of superstars. You might want to keep your eyes (and ears) on this one!
You Walked Away
Jules Starlight Mercer
Streetlights flicker they know your face
Dancin’ alone in this crowded place
You slipped away where the silence grows
In this empty cage where the cold wind blows
(Oh-oh-oh yeah!)
Heart’s still yearnin’ can’t let it go
In this empty space I’m losin’ control
(Whoa-oh!)
You walked away left me in the fire
Burnin’ through the nights chasin’ desire
Dreams like ashes scatter in the air
But I’m still here caught in your snare
(Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh!)
(Whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa-oh!)
Flickerin’ visions of what we had
Now it’s all gone just a touch so sad
I hear your voice but it’s far away
In this twisted game I’m forced to play
(Oh-oh-oh yeah!)
Heart’s still yearnin’ can’t let it go
In this empty space I’m losin’ control
(Whoa-oh!)
You walked away left me in the fire
Burnin’ through the nights chasin’ desire
Dreams like ashes scatter in the air
But I’m still here caught in your snare
(Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh!)
(Whoa-oh!)
Every step you take I’m fallin’ behind
In this shattered world no peace to find
(Whoa-oh!)
You walked away left me in the fire
Burnin’ through the nights chasin’ desire
Dreams like ashes scatter in the air
But I’m still here caught in your snare
(Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh!)
(Whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa-oh!)
In the silence I hear your name
But it’s just an echo a ghostly flame
(Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh!)
CREDITS
Performer: Jules Starlight Mercer
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Left the Light On
Nyvera
Verified Artist
Nyvera
Hailing from New York, Nyvera encapsulates the transformative power of music with a voice steeped in soulful resonance and a past rooted in the rich traditions of church choirs. With tracks like "Left the Light On," a gritty yet uplifting dance anthem, she blends her deep alto with slick house production elements, creating a sound that pays homage to her origins while exploring new secular territories. The song is a reflection on waiting and hope, echoing sentiments of bittersweet nostalgia through its whispering Rhodes loops and dusty string samples that evoke a warm, organic feel reminiscent of classic disco.
A few years into her career, Nyvera has built a dedicated following in the vibrant Amsterdam music scene, playing at venues like De School and collaborating with local producers on energetic tracks that inspire both dancing and introspection. Her catalog showcases an evolution where secular explorations retain the emotional depth of her roots. The analog warmth of her productions, filled with vinyl crackles and fat bass lines, invites listeners to lose themselves on the dance floor while connecting with the poignant stories woven into each melody. As she continues to tour and connect with fans, Nyvera’s journey reflects a commitment to authenticity and an unwavering belief in music’s ability to light the way forward.
Left the Light On
Nyvera
(I left the light on)
You said you'd call me when you landed
Two Novembers came and went
I stopped putting the good plates out
But I never moved the bed
It's not a promise it's a habit
It's not waiting it's just how I live
I left the light on
Not because I think you're coming
I left the light on
So I don't come home to nothing
And if that's you at the door one day
I won't pretend I didn't hope
But I left the light on for me
Not for you
(left it on left it on)
Your mother still sends me a birthday card
I still write her back in June
Some people don't leave all at once
They leave a room at a time
I left the light on
Not because I think you're coming
I left the light on
So I don't come home to nothing
And if that's you at the door one day
I won't pretend I didn't hope
But I left the light on for me
Not for you
I'm not the girl who's holding out
I'm the one who's holding up
There's a difference and it took me
Every winter to learn it
I left the light on
Not because I think you're coming
I left the light on
So I don't come home to nothing
And if that's you at the door one day
I won't pretend I didn't hope
But I left the light on for me
Not for you
I left the light on for me
(left it on left it on)
CREDITS
Performer: Nyvera
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Only Ashes Know My ...
Julian Hartman
Verified Artist
Julian Hartman
Julian Hartman; a magical melody weaving prodigy, hailing from the exquisite alpine landscapes of Switzerland. Raised on Ticino truffles and Emmental cheese chunks, Julian is the offspring of Switzerland’s savviest real estate tycoon (eh-hem, his dad, if you didn't catch that). But instead of joining the family business, Julian took the scenic route, stating that the only thing he's interested in constructing are heart-stirring ballads full of intricate harmony and soulful chords, and, well, who can argue with that?
A graduate of Communication Studies, Julian uses his academic background to strike a chord with his fan base. He also resumes a dual life as an activist. One moment, he's delivering soul-stirring tunes, sending listeners on a roller-coaster ride of emotions, the next he’s making profound impacts advocating for human rights. His hit track, "Only Ashes Know My Name," feels like poetically walking face-first into a blast of empathy and introspection, and rumour has it, it's a subconscious ode to the countless times he's forgotten his own name after an all-nighter at Geneva’s cheese fondue parties.
Julian Hartman, this activist-cum-singer, is more than a musical maestro with a magnetic presence. He's the compelling sonic storyteller with a forgettable real-estate lineage who exceeds all expectations with each guitar strum, proving that the best path is often the road less travelled, paved with cheese and a master's degree in communication.
Only Ashes Know My Name
Julian Hartman
Falling hours crooked roads
Lanterns flicker stories fold
Traces left in borrowed sand
Nowhere feels like where we stand
Wind moves slow but pulls apart
Empty rooms still hold a spark
Pull the thread and watch it fray
All we built just fades away
Running circles chasing flame
Only ashes know my name
Voices hum in window panes
Summers lost in silver rain
Names dissolve like ink in tide
Leaving nothing left to hide
Wind moves slow but pulls apart
Empty rooms still hold a spark
Pull the thread and watch it fray
All we built just fades away
Running circles chasing flame
Only ashes know my name
No more echoes down the line
Only shadows drawn in time
Pull the thread and watch it fray
All we built just fades away
Running circles chasing flame
Only ashes know my name
CREDITS
Performer: Julian Hartman
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Tell Me
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.
Tell Me
Mark Martian
Dust on the floor where we used to stand
Promises slipped right out of our hands
The radio hums a song we knew
But the melody feels like it's lost its truth
Worn-out pages stories told
Fingers trace what we can’t hold
There’s a silence loud and clear
A reflection of what we fear
Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs
Faded pictures stacked on the shelf
We became strangers to ourselves
Every question leads to a wall
Every moment feels so small
Worn-out pages stories told
Fingers trace what we can’t hold
There’s a silence loud and clear
A reflection of what we fear
Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs
Maybe we’re just scared to leave
Hiding truth we won’t believe
Every tear a bitter cost
Falling in love but feeling lost
It’s the weight of what we don’t say
Holds us back but makes us stay
Still we wonder still we try
To keep the flame to touch the sky
Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs
Dust settles slow but we remain
Two hearts beating through the same refrain
If we let go will we know why?
Or stay tangled in the reasons we can’t deny
CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Little White Lie
Megan Clare
Verified Artist
Megan Clare
Megan Clare is a fictional soul-pop singer-songwriter drawn to the quiet moments when people say one thing and feel another. Her warm, close-miked vocals sit over restrained drums, soft keys and melodies that leave room for every uneasy pause. She writes about adult relationships with tenderness, dry humor and an eye for the small domestic details that reveal a larger truth.
Her song “Little White Lie” captures a couple lingering at the edge of a breakup, both polishing the moment until it almost looks painless. Kitchen floors, coats by the door and practiced smiles become part of a bittersweet dance between denial and honesty. Megan’s performance keeps the song graceful without hiding its bruise.
Across her work, Megan favors emotional clarity over spectacle. Her songs feel like late-night conversations: intimate, melodic and quietly direct, made for listeners who know that heartbreak rarely arrives with a slammed door.
Little White Lie
Megan Clare
Mm-mm
Ha ha
Little white lie
Little white lie
You said you were leaving
But you stayed by the door
Counting all the reasons
On the kitchen floor
I had my coat on
You had that face
Both of us pretending
This was not the place
Oh we make it pretty
Then we make it hurt
Say it like a joke
When we know it works
You call me darling
Like it saves the night
I say I’m fine
That’s my little white lie
I dance when I’m breaking
Smile when I cry
Move like I mean it
Under soft blue sky
You say you’re sorry
I say that’s alright
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
We both look good
In a little white lie
Your hand on the table
Mine on the glass
Funny how forever
Can disappear so fast
No heavy drama
No slammed front door
Just a quiet rhythm
Where we wanted more
Oh we make it pretty
Then we make it hurt
Say it like a joke
When we know it works
You call me darling
Like it saves the night
I say I’m fine
That’s my little white lie
I dance when I’m breaking
Smile when I cry
Move like I mean it
Under soft blue sky
You say you’re sorry
I say that’s alright
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
We both look good
In a little white lie
No big goodbye
No final scene
Just you and me
Acting clean
Ha
Isn’t it sweet?
Ha
Isn’t it sad?
I dance when I’m breaking
Smile when I cry
Move like I mean it
Under soft blue sky
You say you’re sorry
I say that’s alright
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
I say I’m fine
That’s my little white lie
CREDITS
Performer: Megan Clare
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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I’m Not The One
Sienna Marlowe
Verified Artist
Sienna Marlowe
Born and bred in the heart of Italy, Sienna Marlowe is a singer whose voice echoes with the rich history and timeless elegance of her homeland. As a child, Sienna would trespass into deserted train stations, her little voice echoing off the crumbling walls and intertwining with the rusted whispers of the forgotten railways. Her imagination would paint these forlorn shrieks of metal and dust into an imagined symphony of applause, encouraging her to believe in a world where silence spoke volumes and the stillness of an abandoned platform could become her music's grandest stage.
Passionate and prodigiously talented, Marlowe saw the world through a unique lens, where dreams danced in every corner. Her breakthrough hit, "I'm Not The One," captures this spirit perfectly, weaving a tale of love and perhaps a dash of Italian dramatic flair into an unforgettable, raw, powerful ballad. This song, much like Marlowe's career, is a testament to her innate ability to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary, transforming everyday experiences into melodies that tug on heartstrings and tickle the soul. As a music biographer, you can't help but tip your hat to Sienna, who just might shout "Bravissimo!" at a rust-caked railway track, and you'd better believe it would be the most melodious cheer you've ever heard.
The heart of Sienna Marlowe's story is as simple and as complicated as a rusted railway line - it's about finding beauty in the abandoned, and a voice in the silence. Her journey from that deserted train station in Italy to the glamorous spotlight of international fame is a captivating symphony in itself. Hopping on this train of her musical journey, it's impossible not to sway along to the endearing rhythm of Sienna's life, one that serenades us with the notion that music truly knows no bounds – not even a "Do Not Enter" sign at an old train station.
I’m Not The One
Sienna Marlowe
Told me I’d regret it — guess I forgot
Living like a risk you never got
I’ve been spinning hours into peace
While you watch from your retreat
You sip on rules I drink the rain
You dress your truth in borrowed shame
I’m not the one who’s stuck in place
You paint your fear across my face
But I don’t flinch I don’t explain
I dance through thunder sing through pain
You call it chaos — I call it mine
You hold your breath and wait for grace
I jump first I don't brace
Maps never knew my way
Still I find more than you say
You sip on rules I drink the rain
You dress your truth in borrowed shame
I’m not the one who’s stuck in place
You paint your fear across my face
But I don’t flinch I don’t explain
I dance through thunder sing through pain
You call it chaos — I call it mine
Maybe I’m too much for your quiet
But I’m a riot you won’t forget
Keep your calm and curated days
I’ll be gone in brighter ways
CREDITS
Performer: Sienna Marlowe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Fica no Quase
Rosa Medina
Verified Artist
Rosa Medina
Rosa Medina was born in 2001 in Porto, Portugal, to a family that carried both Iberian and Brazilian heritage. Her father, a fisherman from Aveiro, filled the house with fado records, while her Brazilian mother played MPB classics and samba on lazy Sunday mornings. Rosa grew up between two shores of the Portuguese-speaking world — absorbing the saudade of Amália Rodrigues and the sunny, syncopated joy of Gal Costa in equal measure.
At fourteen, she began performing small sets in riverside cafés, her voice effortlessly gliding between soft whispers and soaring notes. The intimacy of fado was her foundation, but Rosa was restless — she wanted her songs to dance. By blending Portuguese folk melodies with bossa nova chords, urban beats, and lush pop arrangements, she began to shape a style that felt both nostalgic and forward-looking.
In 2025, Rosa released her debut single "Fica no Quase" in collaboration with Filodyo, the independent music producer known for shaping fresh, original sounds for global audiences. The track — a bittersweet, mid-tempo anthem about love suspended in uncertainty — gained instant traction on streaming platforms. Its hypnotic chorus, sung entirely in Portuguese, became a signature moment in her live performances.
Today, Rosa Medina is part of a new generation redefining Lusophone pop, performing sold-out shows from Lisbon to São Paulo. Despite her growing fame, she keeps her songwriting process deeply personal — scribbling lyrics on napkins in Lisbon cafés, recording demos on her phone while walking along the Douro River. For Rosa, every performance is a bridge connecting continents, carrying the language and emotion of Portuguese music to the world stage.
Fica no Quase
Rosa Medina
Você fala devagar
Como quem quer ir embora
Mas deixa a porta entreaberta
E o perfume na demora
Se fosse pra ser já era
Mas ainda tem coisa no olhar
Fica no quase no meio
Nem céu nem chão inteiro
Fica no toque que não vem
Na saudade que não tem nome também
O silêncio entre a gente
É mais forte que um não
Você sorri com os lábios
Mas seus olhos dizem não
E eu finjo que entendo
Mas espero você ficar
Fica no quase no canto
Sem promessa sem pranto
Fica no gesto que não se dá
No abraço que não quer se fechar
Se um dia for tudo ou nada
Talvez eu escolha o nada
Mas até lá…
Fica no quase no meio
No tempo que é só receio
Fica no quase comigo
Mesmo que seja só perigo
CREDITS
Performer: Rosa Medina
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Pieces Of Tomorrow
Glass Orchard
Verified Artist
Glass Orchard
Glass Orchard: underdogs from Iceland's burgeoning musical arena, who've taken indie beats and songwriting to a whole new Frosty level. Headed by a commanding male lead supported by a dynamic duo of keyboardists, they're melting all sorts of icy musical conventions.
Born under the northern lights of Reykjavik, they're often joked as the "fruity version" of Sigur Rós. Our main man pulls emotional threads like a seasoned weaver, belting out raw, hearty verses that contrast blissfully against the soft twinkling of the keyboards, played by our male-female dynamic duo. And boy, do they peel back the layers!
Their most noteworthy track, "Pieces of Tomorrow", tantalizingly teeters between radio-friendly pop and their native avant-garde sound. It’s like biting into an enchanted apple; filled with textured layers of auditory delight. Get ready to chomp down to get a taste of the future through their fresh, clairvoyant tunes.
Once you've had a bite of Glass Orchard, you'll understand why Iceland's not just famous for their geysers and quirky mayor. Much like their namesake, they reflect a myriad of perspectives under one musical roof. Sweet, tangy, and reliably crisp, Glass Orchard’s music serves us delicious pieces of tomorrow, today.
Pieces Of Tomorrow
Glass Orchard
I remember
Little pieces
Little pieces
Of tomorrow
I woke up in a moving city
With your message on my phone
Saying nothing lasts forever
But I hate the word alone
There were faces in the window
There were names I couldn’t place
I was dancing through the morning
Trying not to see your face
I don’t wanna fall back
I don’t wanna fade out
I don’t wanna stand still
Waiting for the same sound
If the night is broken
Let the beat repair it
If my heart is open
I’m not scared to wear it
Piece by piece
I come alive
Little lights
Inside my mind
Beat by beat
I feel the fire
You were gone
But I got higher
Piece by piece
I’m not the same
I lost you once
But found my name
Oh-oh-oh
I come alive
Piece by piece
I come alive
Come alive
Come alive
Piece by piece
I come alive
Come alive
Come alive
Little pieces
Of tomorrow
I kept walking through the static
With my shadow next to me
Every heartbreak has a rhythm
If you let the body breathe
I was more than what you left with
More than tears on bathroom tiles
Now the bassline pulls me forward
And I’m learning how to smile
I don’t wanna fall back
I don’t wanna fade out
I don’t wanna stand still
Waiting for the same sound
If the night is broken
Let the beat repair it
If my heart is open
I’m not scared to wear it
Piece by piece
I come alive
Little lights
Inside my mind
Beat by beat
I feel the fire
You were gone
But I got higher
Piece by piece
I’m not the same
I lost you once
But found my name
Oh-oh-oh
I come alive
Piece by piece
I come alive
Maybe love is not a place
Maybe home can change its shape
Maybe all the things we lose
Turn into another way
I don’t need the past to call
I don’t need the door unlocked
I can be the one who breaks
And still becomes the song
Piece by piece
I come alive
Little lights
Inside my mind
Beat by beat
I feel the fire
You were gone
But I got higher
Piece by piece
I’m not the same
I lost you once
But found my name
Oh-oh-oh
I come alive
Piece by piece
I come alive
I remember
Little pieces
Little pieces
Of tomorrow
Piece by piece
I come alive
CREDITS
Performer: Glass Orchard
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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We Built A World
Elias Thoreau
Verified Artist
Elias Thoreau
Elias Thoreau: the lesser known, wonderfully flamboyant cousin of Walden's man himself, who swapped the solitude of nature for the wild shenanigans of the indie music scene. Hailing from a small town in France where his famous relative lived, he's been spinning tales about love, loss, and large vegetable patches since the turn of the millennium in his own alternative style.
There's a certain brooding melancholy about his music that lingers long after the last note has been played – think Joy Division in a neverending existential crisis, only slightly offset by the enchanting sounds of accordion. His flagship hit, "We Built a World," still gives us Feels-a-go-go, as it paints a vivid storytelling frontier, each sad cadence wrapped in lush instrumentation and poignant lyrics about the construction and subsequent demolition of emotional walls.
Guided by a deep-rooted philosophy that in order to truly feel alive you need to swing from the heights of joy and dip into the dark valleys of sorrow, Elias Thoreau’s music truly embodies this. So next time you feel like embarking on a soul-touching flight of emotions, with a sidestep into the vegetable patch, grab a glass of fine wine, crank up the volume, and let Monsieur Thoreau serenade you. After all, who needs Prozac when there's the sweet, sweet melancholy of Elias Thoreau around?
We Built A World
Elias Thoreau
We’re tracing cracks across the floor
Where we danced before the walls wore thin
Time doesn’t heal it just rearranges
And I’m still finding pieces of where we’ve been
You said forever but forever’s a lie
A shadow that lingers when the sun says goodbye
I’m holding on but I’m losing my grip
On the edge of a memory I let it slip
We built a world that couldn’t last
A house of cards in a hurricane’s path
Now I’m sifting through the aftermath
Of a love that burned too bright too fast
(Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh)
The clock keeps ticking but it feels so slow
Every second’s a weight I can’t let go
I see your face in every crowded room
A ghost of a love that met its doom
You said forever but forever’s a lie
A shadow that lingers when the sun says goodbye
I’m holding on but I’m losing my grip
On the edge of a memory I let it slip
We built a world that couldn’t last
A house of cards in a hurricane’s path
Now I’m sifting through the aftermath
Of a love that burned too bright too fast
(Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh)
And if I could turn back the hands
Would I choose to love you again?
Or let the silence win
And never begin?
We built a world that couldn’t last
A house of cards in a hurricane’s path
Now I’m sifting through the aftermath
Of a love that burned too bright too fast
(Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh)
I’m tracing cracks across the floor
But I can’t find us there anymore
CREDITS
Performer: Elias Thoreau
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Afterglow
Emberlight
Verified Artist
Emberlight
With a sound as vibrant and electric as the city skyline, Emberlight sparkles atop the New York music scene like a well-placed disco ball. This dazzling fem duo is crafting dance-centric eargasms in a city that never sleeps, and admirers say the afterbuzz is real.
Maybe it's the infectious charm of Jade and Sapphire, the synth-crafting mavens behind Emberlight - a happy byproduct of insomnia spent pumping out beats and laughing into the eternity of the early dawn. Or perhaps it's the uncanny ability to paint every corner of your brain with catchy hooks and foot-shaking rhythms, the kind that leaves you humming in the bathroom mirror, hours after the party ends.
"The secret?" Jade says, turning a knob on her mixer, before glancing up with twinkling eyes of mischief, "is pizza slices at 3am. New York's finest greased cardboard cuisine. That's where the magic happens." Sapphire rolls her eyes, fiddling with a tangled synth cable, "It's synesthesia," she corrects, "Our music tastes like a pepperoni pizza."
Their standout track "Afterglow" is proof enough - drenched in sunlight, the dance anthem bounces around your heart like a cute kick-ass kangaroo playing jump rope. It glistens and pops with precisely the kind of joy-sparking energy we need in these seriously grey times. Emberlight crafts electronic music that ignites the dancefloor, and keeps the embers burning long after last call. And isn't that a delicious nightcap to sip on?
Afterglow
Emberlight
Woke up to the sound of trains
Running fast through yesterday
No mirror could hold that face
So I drew one in the rain
Told myself the weight was gone
But it echoed every dawn
Now I’ve stitched a different skin
One that doesn’t let you in
Built from pieces I denied (wooh)
Wore the truth and dropped the pride (yeah)
Not your echo not your echo
I define the afterglow (ay-ay)
No reruns in my mind
You were static dressed as light
Cut the strings that moved my hands
Now I write with no demands
Flipped the script the ink still dries
But I own each fragile line
Don’t need saving don’t need signs
I’m the storm you left behind
Built from pieces I denied (uh)
Wore the truth and dropped the pride (yeah)
Not your echo not your echo
I define the afterglow (woo ay-ay)
[Rap Verse – Male Vocal]
You thought I'd stay in the loop
Blueprint faded now I reboot
No rewind I’m not your past
New codes written in contrast
Cut ties like a data breach
Your reach got no hold on me
Was a ghost in your design
Now I ride the faultline
Every word I bit my tongue for
Every knock I held the door for
Now I tally scars like trophies
Turned the weight into my glory
Told ‘em I don’t chase old maps
Built new routes through all collapse
My name don’t echo back through yours
I'm the upgrade I’m the force (yeah)
Built from pieces I denied (uh)
Wore the truth and dropped the pride (yeah)
Not your echo not your echo
I define the afterglow (woo ay-ay)
Oooh
I left it all in that room
Keys turned locked the gloom
[Final Chorus]
Built from pieces I denied (yeah-yeah)
Wore the truth and dropped the pride (uh-huh)
Not your echo not your echo
I define the afterglow (let it shine ay-ay wooh)
CREDITS
Performer: Emberlight
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Fever on the Floor
The Nova Frames
Verified Artist
The Nova Frames
The Nova Frames, hailing from the vibrant streets of Toronto, began their musical journey as a covers band, performing nightly at the cozy yet bustling Hotel Harmony. It was in this intimate setting where they played through countless familiar tunes that a spark ignited; one unassuming night in 2025, a new original slipped into their setlist—“Fever on the Floor.” The electric response from the audience was undeniable, marking a pivotal moment that encouraged the band to shift their focus from covering others' hits to crafting their own infectious melodies.
With a catalog that bravely takes on themes of desire and connection, The Nova Frames invite listeners to dance along with an exuberance that feels both fresh and nostalgic. Tracks like "Fever on the Floor" resonate with a joyful yet hopeful vibe, blending upbeat pop rhythms infused with heartfelt lyrics. Their sound is characterized by mixed vocal dynamics, where each member shines while harmonizing in captivating ways. This unique blend creates an atmosphere that invites everyone to join the celebration of life’s simple yet powerful moments.
As they continue to juggle day jobs and late-night rehearsals, The Nova Frames are determined to prove their artistic merit and expand their growing fanbase. Each performance is not just a gig but an opportunity to connect intimately with their audience, sharing stories woven into catchy hooks and memorable choruses. The energy in venues like Hotel Harmony reminds them of why they started this journey—each smile, every signal exchanged between them and their listeners fuels their passion for making music that resonates with joy and hope.
Fever on the Floor
The Nova Frames
You walk in bold and I lose my plan
Move like a rhythm I can barely withstand
Every single second you pull me near
I’m ready if you’re ready — make it crystal clear
You throw that smile like a sudden strike
I’m reading every signal you send tonight
You wanna play? Then I’m built for speed
Give me one more hint and I’ll take the lead
Don’t slow it down just ride the wave
Got a rush that I can’t behave
If you want more I’ll raise the heat
Turn this pulse into a heartbeat
You give me fever on the floor
Say the word and I want more
You keep me rising can't ignore
Every move hits like a score
Fever on the floor —
We burn fast we lock in tight
Fever on the floor —
Two sparks running through the night
Fever on the floor —
You and I collide just right
You spin around and I lose my aim
Try to stay cool but I fail again
I want the part you try to hide
Give me just one sign and I’ll step inside
You push my pulse like a loaded beat
Quick and steady never off-beat
You hit my guard and you break design
Didn’t plan to fall — now you’re crossing the line
Don’t slow it down just ride the wave
Turn this pulse into a heartbeat
Fever on the floor —
We burn fast we lock in tight
Fever on the floor —
Two sparks running through the night
Fever on the floor —
You and I collide just right
Tell me what you want —
You already know
Lead me where you move —
Then follow my flow
No pause no doubt tonight we go
Fever on the floor…
Fever on the floor…
We don’t fall — we just rise once more
CREDITS
Performer: The Nova Frames
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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