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Bad Timing
Romeo Vane

Verified Verified Artist

Romeo Vane
"Romeo Vane: at the ripe age of 25, this American pop-rock comet is shooting across the Alternative universe, spreading hope with doses of edgy authenticity. Born and bred in the sonic heartland of the Windy City, he’s a Chicagoan with an unapologetic knack for compelling narratives and an obsession for truth.

Whether it's life's sharp corners or the soft bruises of love, Romeo Vane's got a knack for rolling them into tunes that blend breezy alt-rock melodies with the raw, gritty flavor of pop. His stage name isn't for show; Romeo comes with a romantic bravado that'd make Shakespeare blush, and the barbed tongue of a true Windy City native. Just tune into "Kiss Me When I'm Lying" - it's less of a song, more a rollercoaster ride through hope, heartbreak, and hilariously serious self-deprecation.

Despite his youth, he's seen more than enough of life's ups and downs, packaging the human experience into easily digestible nuggets of melodic wisdom. Romeo Vane’s music is the kind that makes you call your ex at 2 a.m., cry a little, laugh a lot, and still believe in the dream of a better dawn. Now, how's that for a self-made, alternative songwriter from the city that never sleeps?"

Bad Timing

Romeo Vane


Bad timing
Good kiss
Bad timing
Good kiss

Yeah
That’s the problem isn’t it?
Always the wrong time

You came in late
With your hair still wet
Said you only stopped by
To forget what you regret

Sure you did

I was on my way out
You were on your way in
Two wrong doors open
And the room starts spinning

You laugh like trouble
Talk like rain
I should know better
But I like your name

I really do

And I keep saying
This is nothing
This is nothing
This is nothing

But your hand on my sleeve
Says something
Says something
Says something

Don’t look at me like that

Bad timing
Good kiss
Wrong night
Can’t miss

Your lips hit me
Like a favorite song
I know I should leave
But I stay too long

Bad timing
Good kiss
One touch
Like this

If we’re a mistake
Then make it mine
You feel so right
At the wrong damn time

Bad timing
Good kiss
Ba-ba-bad timing
Good kiss

See?
That’s how it starts

You keep your secrets
In a silver chain
I keep my distance
Till you say my name

There’s a little bit of danger
In the way you move
Like every red flag
Looks better on you

And that’s not fair

We don’t need forever
We don’t need a plan
Just a stolen minute
And a shaking hand

And I keep saying
This is nothing
This is nothing
This is nothing

But your eyes in the dark
Say something
Say something
Say something

Say it again

Bad timing
Good kiss
Wrong night
Can’t miss

Your lips hit me
Like a favorite song
I know I should leave
But I stay too long

Bad timing
Good kiss
One touch
Like this

If we’re a mistake
Then make it mine
You feel so right
At the wrong damn time

Maybe we burn
Maybe we don’t
Maybe we call it love
Maybe we won’t

I know I know

Maybe tomorrow
We disappear
But tonight you’re close
And the line is clear

I shouldn’t want you
I know that’s true
But bad timing looks better
When it walks in with you

And there you are

Bad timing
Good kiss
Wrong night
Can’t miss

Your lips hit me
Like a favorite song
I know I should leave
But I stay too long

Bad timing
Good kiss
One touch
Like this

If we’re a mistake
Then make it mine
You feel so right
At the wrong damn time

Bad timing
Good kiss
Ba-ba-bad timing
Good kiss

Wrong damn time
Right damn kiss

Wrong time
Yeah
But not wrong enough

CREDITS
Performer: Romeo Vane
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Fever on the Floor
The Nova Frames

Verified 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.
Track(s)
Fever on the Floor 1115 02:34

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.

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Transmission Null
Qore and Vynn

Transmission Null

Qore and Vynn



CREDITS
Performer: Qore and Vynn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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The Sweetest Tornado
Blake Felton

Verified Verified Artist

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

Blake Felton stories often come with a touch of humor, just like his catchy, because-why-not song titles. Take, for example, his hit single "The Sweetest Tornado”. It's as if he baptizes every storm he crosses paths with in the sugariest syrup, then serenades it with an infectious melody until it becomes more pop-chart-whirlwind than natural disaster. But don't let that fool you; beneath his nimble storytelling and pun-laden lyrics, Blake showcases a robust, soulful voice that conveys a depth of emotion beyond the jovial exterior. Immensely captivating, a bit heartbreakingly sweet, and always full of unexpected fun - that's Blake Felton in a nutshell. He certainly isn't Blake Shelton, but in a twist of fate tinged with irony, he just might end up becoming more talked-about than his namesake.
Track(s)
The Sweetest Tornado 677 03:06

The Sweetest Tornado

Blake Felton


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Wire Pulse
Chronovibe

Wire Pulse

Chronovibe



CREDITS
Performer: Chronovibe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

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Weightless Time
Orbiting Silence

Weightless Time

Orbiting Silence


The clock keeps ticking
But I don't feel a thing
Between the steps I take
I'm floating in-between

Weightless
Weightless time

You say we're here but where is that?
I feel the space expand
I don’t need an answer
Just let me understand

Weightless
Hold me in time

CREDITS
Performer: Orbiting Silence
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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La Sabiduria Callej...
Dos Latinos

Verified Verified Artist

Dos Latinos
Dos Latinos is a flamenco-tango ensemble built around the commanding voice of a seasoned female singer whose delivery carries equal parts grit, humour, and hard-earned grace. Their sound brings together cante hondo intensity, nylon-string rasgueado, bandoneon accents, upright bass, and piano montuno, creating music that feels rooted in both Andalusian tradition and the late-night pulse of Buenos Aires.

Recorded with warm tape saturation and natural room bleed, the group favours the energy of musicians performing together over polished perfection. Palmas handclaps, brushed snare, and a swinging 6/8 groove give their songs a strong physical momentum, while the vocals remain direct and emotionally unguarded. Every arrangement balances elegance with a rough-edged, street-level character.

Their first release, “La Sabiduría Callejera,” captures the heart of Dos Latinos: bittersweet resilience, sharp observation, and the belief that experience can be turned into celebration. It is music for people who have lost, learned, laughed, and kept dancing—carrying old stories forward with pride, rhythm, and unmistakable spirit.

La Sabiduria Callejera (2026 version)

Dos Latinos


No hay pupitre ni pizarra mi clase es la ciudad
Cada esquina un maestro cada calle una verdad
Aprendí de los fracasos de la escuela de intentar
Mis diplomas son las cicatrices que el tiempo no borrará

No aprendí de teorías mi saber es práctico
En el arte de vivir cada paso es didáctico

Soy alumno de la vida mi escuela es el mundo entero
Graduado en sobrevivir en cada esquina un sendero
La sabiduría callejera mi título más sincero
Con cada experiencia mi conocimiento es primero

Mis compañeros son los sueños mi tarea la realidad
Cada día una página nueva lista para comenzar
En las plazas hallé libros que no se pueden cerrar
En los ojos de la gente historias que enseñan a amar

No aprendí de teorías mi saber es práctico
En el arte de vivir cada paso es didáctico

Soy alumno de la vida mi escuela es el mundo entero
Graduado en sobrevivir en cada esquina un sendero
La sabiduría callejera mi título más sincero
Con cada experiencia mi conocimiento es primero

Entre sombras aprendí a encontrar la luz
La resiliencia es mi curso la esperanza mi cruz

Soy alumno de la vida mi escuela es el mundo entero
Graduado en sobrevivir en cada esquina un sendero
La sabiduría callejera mi título más sincero
Con cada experiencia mi conocimiento es primero

Cierro los ojos siento el viento cada susurro una lección
En el gran libro de la vida escribo mi propia canción

CREDITS
Performer: Dos Latinos
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Intercepted Call
OXR

Intercepted Call

OXR



CREDITS
Performer: OXR
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

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Iron Thread
Motion Static

Iron Thread

Motion Static



CREDITS
Performer: Motion Static
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Algo Rhthym
Mark Martian

Verified 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.
Track(s)
Run With the Fire 1064 02:49
Algo Rhthym 986 05:32
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 327 02:34
Runnin (feat Tae) 1050 02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen) 635 02:52
Tell Me 1108 03:16
Memories 694 05:12
Lonely Hearts 892 03:02
Be Yourself 858 02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day) 1179 02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield 1075 02:54

Algo Rhthym

Mark Martian



CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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All Eyes On Me
Atrayo

All Eyes On Me

Atrayo


Walked in slow
Like I planned the night
No need to ask
The room turned right

Every step’s a signal flare
Every look says “Don’t you dare”
I don’t beg I don’t plead
I don’t follow — I lead

You feel the shift when I breathe in
Lights don’t flash — I make them dim

All eyes on me
Like the beat can see
Every move I make
Every stare I break
No need to speak
No need to flee
If you feel that heat
Then all eyes — on me

Didn’t come for love came for impact
High heels loud like a click-clack
Talk sweet — nah I don’t chit-chat
Say my name once then I dispatch

Pulse in the floor that’s me movin’
You stand still while I keep provin’
I don’t chase fame I outgrew it
Mirror on me? I outdo it

One shot — no blink no panic
Rhythm in blood I don’t need magic
All eyes here — it’s cinematic
Cool on fire — it’s automatic

I don’t chase I redefine
Set the pace rewrite the line
No script just instinct
And I don’t blink

I walk slow but I land hard
Wrote the map tore up the chart

All eyes on me
Like the beat can see
Every move I make
Every stare I break
No need to speak
No need to flee
If you feel that heat
Then all eyes — on me

You came for music
But you stayed for the fire
Now you’re caught
In the line of desire

All eyes on me
Nowhere else to be
Every move I make
Every stare I break
No need to speak
Just let it be
If you're here for heat
Then all eyes — on me

CREDITS
Performer: Atrayo
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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