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Bad Timing
Romeo Vane
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
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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
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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
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The Sweetest Tornado
Blake Felton
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.
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
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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
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La Sabiduria Callej...
Dos Latinos
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
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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
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Algo Rhthym
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.
CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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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.