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All Night
Kaito
Verified Artist
Kaito
Kaito is a captivating adult Japanese electronic pop and contemporary R&B artist whose sleek after-dark identity resonates with listeners. Known for his intimate vocals and minimalist hooks, Kaito's music creates an atmospheric space where the pulsating rhythms and bass-driven club production come alive. Each track invites audiences to lose themselves in a world of sound, exemplified by his latest release, "All Night," which showcases his ability to weave emotional depth into infectious grooves.
The essence of Kaito's artistry lies in his controlled and magnetic stage presence, captivating fans as he performs with finesse. His style reflects a blend of genres that create a seamless experience, allowing him to connect deeply with his audience. The interplay of electronic elements and smooth R&B vibes fosters a sense of intimacy, perfect for both late-night escapades and reflective moments.
With a growing catalog, Kaito continues to push the boundaries of adult electronic music, inviting listeners to explore their emotions through rhythm and melody. His work stands as a testament to the power of music as a universal language, bridging cultures and experiences while keeping the dancefloor alive with energy and connection.
All Night
Kaito
Yeah… uh-huh
Turn it up turn it up — woo!
Lights down low
I move you know
One touch — slow
don’t let me go
Hands on me
heartbeat loud
Lost in sound
can’t stop now
We go all night (yeah!)
till the sunrise (uh!)
Your body my vibe —
we don’t need no alibi
We go all night (o-oh!)
just you and I (na-na)
Can’t fake this high —
we go all night
All night all night — yeah!
All night all night — woo!
Touch me move right —
we go all night
Flash that smile
heat goes wild
You pull I slide
our worlds collide
Bass so deep
we lose control
One look I know —
I want your soul
We go all night (yeah!)
till the sunrise (uh!)
Your body my vibe —
we don’t need no alibi
We go all night (o-oh!)
just you and I (na-na)
Can’t fake this high —
we go all night
All night all night — o-oh!
All night all night — yeah!
We don’t talk we just vibe
we go all night
CREDITS
Performer: Kaito
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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No Turning Back
Breathing Syntax
No Turning Back
Breathing Syntax
Wake up — the clock won’t wait
Tie your shoes shift the weight
Mirror’s not your enemy
It’s the version you refuse to be
You’ve got fire in your legs
Steel in your breath
Wipe the doubt off your face
This is your test
No turning back
You’ve made it this far
Every step’s a strike
Every scar’s a star
No turning back
No room for “might”
You don’t need luck
You are the fight
Every wall is just a bluff
It shakes when you get tough
Every “no” you ever heard
Is a fuel you never burned
Keep going
Keep going
Keep going
No turning back
You write the map
Built from sweat
No room for “slack”
No turning back
You’ve come too far
You don’t need signs
You are the spark
CREDITS
Performer: Breathing Syntax
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Break the Frame
Modulust
Break the Frame
Modulust
Get up — no more waiting
This life ain't for hesitating
Step out of the loop you're not a repeat
You're fire you burn beneath your feet
Pressure builds yeah that’s the game
But you’re steel now — not the same
No fear
No shame
New name
Break the frame
Every wall you hit make it your sound
Let the echo shake the ground
You were never just one spark
You’re the blackout before the mark
Rise — even wreckage can fly
Cut the noise — you define the sky
Keep walking
Frame’s gone
You’re the flame
Always on
CREDITS
Performer: Modulust
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Keep the Receipt, S...
Dust Motel
Verified Artist
Dust Motel
Dust Motel Static began with **Marisol “Mari” Vela**, a sharp-tongued singer and baritone guitarist raised between Tucson and a small border town where her mother ran a late-night diner. **Evan Rusk**, a quiet multi-instrumentalist and obsessive arranger from Bakersfield, had spent years repairing amplifiers, collecting discarded tape machines and writing instrumental cues for films that were never made. Mari became the face and voice of the project; Evan became the person who could turn one crooked guitar phrase into an entire record.
They met after Evan’s pickup broke down outside the diner during a summer dust storm. Mari noticed the long-scale guitar case in the truck bed, borrowed the instrument before offering any help and played the same four notes until Evan began tapping a rhythm against the counter. They spent the rest of the night recording into a battered portable machine beside the diner’s ice freezer. The resulting demo carried traffic noise, a loose refrigerator panel and an argument from the kitchen, but neither of them wanted to recreate it in a cleaner studio.
Their debut single, **“Keep the Receipt, Sweetheart,”** introduces their sound through Mari’s dry, teasing delivery, Evan’s tightly controlled rhythm section and a low melodic guitar that moves somewhere between desert noir and border-town rock. The song treats a dishonest apology like a badly fitted purchase, turning an uncomfortable conversation into a compact, playful hook. It is currently their only released track, but the duo have already made their intentions clear: Dust Motel Static prefer small details, crooked humour and memorable guitar lines over polished mythology.
Keep the Receipt, Sweetheart
Dust Motel
You parked across the hydrant
Like the law had gone to lunch
Brought six supermarket daisies
Held together with a rubber band
Said “I’ve been doing lots of thinking”
With the posture of a judge
Then set one careful “sorry”
On my counter still unopened
You pressed your palm against your chest
Like cameras filled the hall
I asked for one clean answer
You gave the director’s cut
Keep the receipt sweetheart
This apology runs small
It pinches where the truth should fit
And hangs loose everywhere else
Keep the receipt sweetheart
Take the whole display with you
You brought me something called “I’m sorry”
But the tag says “almost true”
Almost true almost true
Look at you improving
You said your phone had lost its manners
Your watch was running scared
Your friends had formed a committee
And voted you unprepared
Your mother took the witness stand
Your therapist was quoted
I asked “Did you sleep with her?”
You said “The wording feels loaded”
You lowered your voice an octave
That trick you save for court
I asked where you were Tuesday
You gave the weather report
Keep the receipt sweetheart
This apology runs small
It pinches where the truth should fit
And hangs loose everywhere else
Keep the receipt sweetheart
Take the whole display with you
You brought me something called “I’m sorry”
But the tag says “almost true”
No don’t kneel; the floor is clean
Don’t swear on anybody’s grave
Skip the trembling lower lip
You practiced beside the valet
I’m just taking inventory:
One key two names three hotel pens
You may keep the supermarket daisies
They’ve heard the whole defense
Keep the receipt sweetheart
This apology runs small
It pinches where the truth should fit
And hangs loose everywhere else
Keep the receipt sweetheart
Take your grand performance too
You brought me something called “I’m sorry”
But the tag says “almost true”
Almost true almost true
Look at you improving
“Need a bag?”
“No he came with one”
CREDITS
Performer: Dust Motel
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Last Chance
Party Starters
Verified Artist
Party Starters
Get your dancing shoes on and your party hats ready–here comes Party Starters, Canada's dynamite DJ duo primed to kick-start your weekend. Sending electronic pulses through the Maple Leaf country's veins, these two lads have nailed the happy-go-round ride of the dance genre.
The duo, known for their contagious beats, hail from the frosty yet fiery streets of Toronto. Putting the 'art' in 'party', they're no strangers to the late-night club scene, often seen spinning grooves till the break of dawn like caffeine-fuelled squirrels on a workout wheel. And while these gents are the core of the group, they also collaborate with several vocalists, adding that sprinkle of pizzazz on top. One such partnership gifted the world with their touted masterstroke, "Last Chance"—a euphoric anthem that would make even the gloomiest Gus tap his foot.
With "Last Chance," and its soul-stirring female vocals, Party Starters remind us that every party, every moment is a 'last chance' to let loose and celebrate life. And they aren't about to let us forget it. Their music is a shot of happiness delivered straight to your eager eardrums, wrapped in a rhythm too intoxicating to resist. So, next time you're looking for a good time, remember, Party Starters is always ready to hit 'play' on your fun.
Last Chance
Party Starters
I'm feelin' scared and lonely
Thinkin' I won't be forgiven
I hear my momma callin' and I start to question livin'
She said the door is always open
You just need to listen
You can turn it all around and just stop your wishin'
She said
She said
She said
Everybody gets a last chance
A fresh start
A new heart
Baby
If you wanna get on my train
You can hop on right now
Baby
Everybody gets a last chance
A fresh start
A new heart
Baby
If you wanna get on my train
You can hop on right now
Baby
My knees start shakin'
Heart is racin'
Got a cold sweat
Startin' to realize what I'm thinkin' might be true
Yeah
When you hit rock bottom
There's a ladder up to you
Yeah
But first you gotta listen when your mama tells you
She said
She said
She said
Everybody gets a last chance
A fresh start
A new heart
Baby
If you wanna get on my train
You can hop on right now
Baby
Everybody gets a last chance
A fresh start
A new heart
Baby
If you wanna get on my train
You can hop on right now
Baby
Everybody gets a last chance
A fresh start
A new heart
Baby
If you wanna get on my train
You can hop on right now
Baby
Everybody gets a last chance
A fresh start
A new heart
Baby
If you wanna get on my train
You can hop on right now
Baby
CREDITS
Performer: Party Starters
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Old News
Kelvin Boyd
Verified Artist
Kelvin Boyd
Kelvin Boyd is an R&B and soul artist known for blending warm falsetto vocals with relaxed, conversational songwriting. His sound sits between classic soul, sample-based rhythm and modern groove, pulling together chopped records, electric piano textures and understated rap verses that feel personal without trying too hard. Rather than chasing drama, Kelvin’s music leans into maturity, detail and emotional control, turning everyday moments into songs that feel intimate, lived-in and quietly memorable.
His release Old News captures that approach perfectly, pairing a light, floating vocal with a grounded story about growth, distance and getting to a better place emotionally. There is nostalgia in his music, but it never feels stuck in the past. Kelvin Boyd makes songs that sound confident, warm and human, built for listeners who want soul with honesty, rhythm with restraint and a voice that can carry both tenderness and self-possession at the same time.
Old News
Kelvin Boyd
(old news old news)
Somebody told me you got married
In a garden in the spring
They watched my face for the crack
And I gave them nothing
I checked myself all the way home
Waited for it to land
But it's old news
Old news
Somebody else's headline now
It's old news
Old news
I hope the garden was beautiful
And I mean it and that's new
(old news old news)
[Rap Verse]
Two years back this would have wrecked a whole week
Called my brother couldn't sleep couldn't eat
Now I hear the story and I'm halfway through a sandwich
Genuinely happy for you that's the plot twist
Time doesn't heal that's a line that people sell you
Time just hands you something else to fill you
Built a life so full there wasn't room to keep you
And that's not bitter that's the kindest thing I'll tell you
I kept the jacket for a while
Left it at a charity shop in March
Somebody's wearing it in the rain right now
And they don't know a thing about us
But it's old news
Old news
Somebody else's headline now
It's old news
Old news
I hope the garden was beautiful
And I mean it and that's new
I'm not over it because I won
I'm over it because I grew
Those are two different endings
And I got the better of the two
But it's old news
Old news
Somebody else's headline now
It's old news
Old news
I hope the garden was beautiful
And I mean it and that's new
It's old news
(old news old news)
CREDITS
Performer: Kelvin Boyd
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Thread of Stillness
Cyran Flux
Verified Artist
Cyran Flux
Cyran Flux emerges from the vibrant artistic landscape of Berlin, a city known for its eclectic sounds and rich cultural heritage. His music is a delicate blend of dance and pop, characterized by immersive melodies and introspective lyrics. The project took shape during late-night writing sessions where poetic thoughts collided with rhythmic whispers, leading to a unique sound that captures both the pulsating energy of the nightlife and moments of serene reflection. Tracks like “Thread of Stillness” reveal his penchant for weaving intricate narratives through music, where lush string arrangements and gentle male vocals create a tapestry of bittersweet emotions.
In his catalog, Cyran explores themes of stillness amid chaos, often reflecting on the nature of time and presence. His songs resonate deeply with listeners, inviting them to pause and contemplate their own narratives. The cinematic quality of his productions allows each track to unfold like a story, with strings that pull at the heart while beats drive the momentum forward. This contrast is evident in tracks beyond “Thread of Stillness,” where he balances dark undertones with energetic rhythms, crafting an engaging atmosphere that keeps audiences captivated.
As Cyran Flux continues to cultivate his sound, he embraces the transformative power of music as both a personal and collective experience. His work resonates not just as dancefloor anthems but as intimate reflections on life’s complexities. With each release, he invites listeners to join him in exploring the interplay between movement and quietude, bringing forth a sense of connection that transcends the ordinary. As he carves out his path in the indie music scene, Cyran is poised to leave a lasting impact with his evocative storytelling and layered soundscapes.
Thread of Stillness
Cyran Flux
Thread pulled tight
But never tears
Daylight hums
Across my face
The air repeats
But I don’t chase
Hands don't move
But time does
Still I hold
What no one was
I stay still
The world turns
Crowds dissolve
I don't leave
In that pause
I still believe
I stay still
The world turns
I don’t fall
I return
Like strings in air
I hold I hum
CREDITS
Performer: Cyran Flux
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Synthetic Pulse
Lowmotive Bros
Synthetic Pulse
Lowmotive Bros
CREDITS
Performer: Lowmotive Bros
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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What’s It Made Of?
LYA
Verified Artist
LYA
“If it doesn’t ask questions, it’s not music.”
LYA (pronounced “Lie-uh”) is a genre-defying artist from Berlin whose roots stretch from conservatory string quartets to the depths of fog-drenched warehouse raves. A classically trained violinist who once performed Vivaldi at age nine, she left formal music behind in her early 20s to pursue something more fractured, more real. What emerged was a sound as delicate as it is defiant—where harpsichords coexist with 2-step beats, and questions matter more than answers.
Her music exists in a liminal zone: somewhere between dance and disassociation, pop and poetry, cathedral and club. LYA often weaves spoken-word passages into her songs, transforming internal monologues into melodic mantras. Vocals—sometimes her own, sometimes spliced and AI-shifted—glide over textured layers of cello, muted synths, and ambient distortion. Think: if Imogen Heap grew up listening to Burial and wrote haikus in code.
LYA’s debut EP “Syntax of Sleep” was a quiet cult success among insomniac circles on Bandcamp, praised for its “introspective maximalism.” Her live sets, often accompanied by generative visuals and interactive lighting that reacts to audience movement, blur the line between concert and hallucination. She isn’t afraid of silence, nor of noise. Both, to her, are forms of rhythm.
LYA doesn’t write songs to explain. She writes them to wonder. “What’s It Made Of?”—her latest single via notfm—isn’t just a title. It’s a dare. A whisper in the hallway between thoughts. A reminder that meaning isn’t always the point.
What’s It Made Of?
LYA
Woke up in a sentence I don’t remember writing
(uhhh)
My name’s on the wall
but it’s spelled with a “Y” now
weird
I tried to fold the sunlight into thirds
but it keeps leaking through the creases
Like—
was that ever the point?
(Hey!)
Did we name the silence just to fill it?
A blue cup a red sock a key with no lock
Mom said dreams don’t rot
but I found mold on the corners of mine
(yeah uh-huh)
What’s it made of?
(Lie?)
What’s it made oooooof?
Is this glass or just slow ice?
(what’s the—yeah)
If I bite it will it crack or cry?
(Haha—cry?)
I asked the mirror but she blinked
Twice
My coat is full of exit signs
but none of them point north
I sleep in the hallway between thoughts—
and that’s fine
Or it was
(Was it?)
Someone keeps leaving me notes
in a handwriting I don't remember learning
“Simplify”
“Unwind”
“Don't trust the tulips”
What’s it made of?!
(don’t tell me it’s hope again)
What’s it maaaade of?!
If it’s love why’s it shaped like a chair leg?
If it’s truth
why does it taste like batteries?
Whoa whoa—
Don’t go there
Not now
(NOT NOW!)
CREDITS
Performer: LYA
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Run Into Summer
August Marlow
Verified Artist
August Marlow
August Marlow is a 25-year-old artist hailing from Toronto, whose music encapsulates the essence of youth and optimism. With a focus on pop, his debut track "Run Into Summer" radiates a hopeful and uplifting vibe, perfectly reflecting the playful spirit of summer. Marlow's sound is characterized by vibrant melodies and heartfelt lyrics, inviting listeners into a world where inspiration and joy intertwine seamlessly.
Though currently his catalog includes just this one track, "Run Into Summer" sets a promising tone for what is to come. Marlow's artistic identity is shaped by themes of positivity and aspiration, elements that are likely to resonate throughout his future work. As he continues to explore and expand his musical horizons, fans can anticipate a collection of songs that celebrate life's lighter moments while maintaining an authentic connection to his artistic roots.
Run Into Summer
August Marlow
You showed up late with your hair still wet
Said “don’t ask where I’ve been”
I had two cold drinks and a nervous smile
You had trouble on your skin
We left our phones in the corner booth
Ran out before the bill
You said “I know a road where the city ends”
I said “show me I will”
And I don’t know
Where this thing is going
But your hand’s in mine
And the night keeps rolling
You say my name
Like a song you’re learning
Then you pull me close
And the whole street’s turning
So let’s run into summer
Like we don’t know better
Heartbeats loud
In the hot bad weather
You and me
Getting gone together
If we fall too fast
We can blame it on forever
Run run
Into the blue
I don’t need a plan
When I’m running with you
Run run
Like lovers do
I don’t need the world
I just need one more minute with you
You kicked your shoes off by the seaside bar
Danced on the pavement line
I tried to act like I didn’t care
But I was losing my mind
You stole my cap I stole your look
We were laughing too loud
Somebody played that old guitar
And you sang to the crowd
And I don’t know
If this is a warning
But your eyes say stay
Till the blue of morning
You say my name
Like you mean it maybe
Then you smile like that
And the night goes crazy
So let’s run into summer
Like we don’t know better
Heartbeats loud
In the hot bad weather
You and me
Getting gone together
If we fall too fast
We can blame it on forever
Run run
Into the blue
I don’t need a plan
When I’m running with you
Run run
Like lovers do
I don’t need the world
I just need one more minute with you
Oh-oh-oh
One more minute with you
Oh-oh-oh
One more minute with you
**[Bridge - Half Time]**
Maybe September comes too soon
Maybe this all disappears
Maybe we’re just two hearts
Making too much noise out here
But I don’t wanna slow down
I don’t wanna be right
I just wanna keep you
For the rest of tonight
So let’s run into summer
Like we don’t know better
Heartbeats loud
In the hot bad weather
You and me
Getting gone together
If we fall too fast
We can blame it on forever
Run run
Into the blue
I don’t need a plan
When I’m running with you
Run run
Like lovers do
I don’t need the world
I just need one more minute with you
Oh-oh-oh
One more minute with you
Oh-oh-oh
Run into summer with you
CREDITS
Performer: August Marlow
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Closer to Your Rhythm
Milo Dray
Verified Artist
Milo Dray
Milo Dray is a Toronto-based pop artist whose musical journey began in the vibrant warehouse party circuit, where he and a tight-knit group of fifty regulars would gather to dance the night away. It was during one of these late-night gatherings that Milo first noticed the magnetic connection between music and movement, capturing moments that feel both intimate and expansive. His track "Closer to Your Rhythm" exemplifies this energy, with lyrics that echo the bittersweet thrill of attraction and the simple sparks that draw people together. Born from nights of camaraderie and emotion, his songs resonate with themes of hope and inspiration, inviting listeners to embrace the uplifting power of connection.
With a catalog that remains within a respected niche, Milo's sound is characterized by its ability to merge happy melodies with poignant undertones, creating an emotional tapestry that reflects both celebration and introspection. His work often draws on memories of those early parties where every heartbeat felt synchronized to the music, echoing sentiments like “the whole room shifts” when someone special walks in. The journey from an unreleased track shared among DJs for two years to his current acclaim illustrates the authenticity behind his artistry. Each song serves as a testament to those moments of vulnerability, making Milo Dray not just an artist but a storyteller who invites you to find your rhythm alongside him.
Closer to Your Rhythm
Milo Dray
You walk in the whole room shifts
Every heartbeat leans to your lips
No drama just that simple spark
Like streetlights waking up the dark
I’ve been looking for a reason
To let my guard fall for a minute
And the way you move is speaking
In a language with you in it
I don’t need a thousand signs
Just one look and I know the line
’Cause you pull me closer to your rhythm
Like we’re dancing on a pulse we both believe in
No rush no pressure just a feeling
That keeps on rising rising
Yeah you pull me closer to your rhythm
And suddenly the night feels like it’s listening
If love is just a moment then I’m in it —
You pull me closer to your rhythm
Your laugh hits like a gentle beat
Pulls me right into your gravity
No games here only clarity
Like we found our own frequency
I’m not trying to overthink it
Let the moment be the meaning
If the world stops for a second
Let it stop right here I’m breathing
I don’t need a thousand signs
Just one touch and the rest aligns
’Cause you pull me closer to your rhythm
Like we’re dancing on a pulse we both believe in
No rush no pressure just a feeling
That keeps on rising rising
Yeah you pull me closer to your rhythm
And suddenly the night feels like it’s listening
If love is just a moment then I’m in it
You pull me closer to your rhythm
Maybe this is something real
Maybe this is how it starts
Two hearts falling into time
Moving steady in the dark
You pull me closer to your rhythm
Every breath in sync the world is shifting
No rush no pressure just a feeling
That keeps on rising rising
Yeah you pull me closer to your rhythm
And suddenly the night feels like it’s listening
If love is just a moment then I’m in it
You pull me closer to your rhythm
CREDITS
Performer: Milo Dray
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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