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City of Us (ft Kairo)
Zion Vale

Verified Verified Artist

Zion Vale
Seismic, fresh, and ready to take the pop world by storm, Zion Vale is the windswept prodigy hailing from Manhattan's electric heartbeat. Illuminating the shadows of Indy Pop with a voice that sways between whispers and roars, Zion is the authentic, soul-penetrating force you didn’t know you were waiting for.

Kicking it back to their school days, Zion crossed paths with the musically gifted Kairo. What started as simple shared detention notes evolved into a collaborative crescendo—culminating in their standout track "City of Us". This song is Zion's self-proclaimed love letter to their city—a hopeful anthem designed to unite, inspire, and get stuck on repeat in your head.

Against a backdrop of sizzling city nights, Zion's brand of Pop - potent, playful, and undeniably infectious - has been getting Manhattan's less-grimy gutters humming. Imagine if Jupiter and Mars got together to jam: that's the level of celestial meeting of the minds we're talking about here, people.

With a charismatic blend of lyrical genius, Zion Vale is set to redefine what it means to be an independent artist. So keep one ear to the ground, because Zion is about to drop the beat that echoes the 'City of Us' and, trust us, you don't want to miss it.
Track(s)
City of Us (ft Kairo) 655 05:04

City of Us (ft Kairo)

Zion Vale


Concrete and dreams underneath my feet
Grew up on these blocks where the cold and the warm meet
Didn't have much but I had this view
Rooftops and water towers skies painted blue
This city raised me made me who I am
Every subway line running through my veins

And I've been down I've been lost in these streets
But every time I fell this city caught me

(mm)

New York New York
I was made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that I own
I have loved I have lost
On these streets made of stone
But I always — always
Find my way home

Harlem nights had nothing but a name
Told myself either make it or make it no game
Penthouse dreams from a fire escape view
This city don't love you till you prove something true
I've seen men fold under all this weight
But New York only opens up for those who wait

And I've been cold sleeping on ambition
But this city turned my hunger into vision
(yeah)

New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
But we always — always
Find our way home

(ohhh yeah)
(home…)

They say the city never sleeps
(never sleeps)
But I've seen it quiet
At 4 AM when even the brave weep
(weep…)
And still — the lights stay on
(lights stay on)
And still — we carry on
(carry on…)
Because this city chose us
As much as we chose it
(mm)
Every broken dream here
Still has fire in it
(fire…)
(ohhhh)

New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
(own it)
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
(these streets)
But we always — always
(always)
Find our way
(find our way)

Home
(HOME)
(ohhhhh)

New York…
(mm)
You never let me go
(never…)
And I never wanted you to
(fade)

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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The Wrong Daughter
Billie Arden

Verified Verified Artist

Billie Arden
Billie Arden is an electrifying force in the modern dance-pop scene, hailing from Berlin, where her late-night writing sessions have breathed life into a catalog that pulsates with energy and emotion. With influences from funk and nu-disco, her music embodies a sleek, four-on-the-floor groove that promises to uplift spirits and get bodies moving. Tracks like "No Default Setting" showcase her confident vocal style—low and controlled in the verses, yet soaring and playful in the choruses—making each song feel like both a celebration and a personal manifesto. Through her polished production, which features tight rubbery basslines and glossy synth stabs, Arden crafts an infectious sound that captures the essence of joy and hope.

Exploring themes of authenticity and self-acceptance, Arden's lyrics reflect her determination to navigate a world that often seeks to confine individuality. While she embraces exuberance in her melodies, there's an undercurrent of defiance in tracks that challenge conventional norms and invite listeners to embrace their unique paths. Billie Arden's artistry extends beyond mere entertainment; it serves as an invitation to dance freely while celebrating one's true self, ensuring that each release resonates deeply with those seeking inspiration in both life and music.
Track(s)
The Wrong Daughter 942 03:39
No Default Setting 704 03:50

The Wrong Daughter

Billie Arden


I left at seventeen before the bread was warm
took the blue suitcase nobody claimed
Mother stood polishing the same clean glass
Dad read the paper without turning a page

There was a woman’s name behind the pantry clock
written twice then crossed with a kitchen knife
I asked who she was
They asked why I was still awake

Huh

They said “You’ll understand when you’re older”
So I got older somewhere else

I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train

I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong

Years later a stranger stopped me near the docks
said “You walk exactly like she did”
I laughed and asked “Who?”
She looked at me as though I’d made a joke

Then she handed me a photograph:
my father younger one hand out of frame
and a girl with my uneven teeth
wearing the blue suitcase name tag

Huh Small world
Terrible handwriting

She said “Your mother tried her best”
I said “Which one?”

I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train

I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong

Maybe I was kept
Maybe I was traded
Maybe love gets very polite
when the truth is complicated

I never asked again

That keeps them nervous

I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them polish every answer
I know where the story fails

I was gone gone gone—
huh they still insist I’m wild
I didn’t leave because I hated them
I left as someone else’s child

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Frame by Frame
Twin Sunsets

Frame by Frame

Twin Sunsets



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

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Bajo La Luna
Dos Corazones

Bajo La Luna

Dos Corazones


Bajo la luna bailas sin mí
Y el viento susurra lo que ya perdí

Tus huellas quedaron en la arena
Pero la marea se las llevó
Tu perfume sigue en mi chaqueta
Aunque tú ya no estás mi amor

Y cada nota que canta el mar
Me recuerda cómo solías amar

Bajo la luna lloré tu adiós
Con cada estrella pedí tu voz
Pero el silencio fue más fuerte
Y se llevó mi suerte
Bailas con otro y yo con mi dolor

Las calles aún gritan tu nombre
Cada rincón es una prisión
Y yo me pierdo entre los hombres
Buscando una explicación

Tus ojos eran mi verdad
Ahora son sombra y oscuridad

Bajo la luna lloré tu adiós
Con cada estrella pedí tu voz
Pero el silencio fue más fuerte
Y se llevó mi suerte
Bailas con otro y yo con mi dolor

Dime si aún sueñas conmigo
O si soy solo un ritmo antiguo
Te sigo amando aunque no deba
Mi corazón ya no se niega

Bajo la luna aún soy de ti
Aunque ya no seas para mí
Y si algún día vuelves amor
Bailaremos sin temor
Como antes bajo la luna

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Window Light After ...
Mara Vale

Verified Verified Artist

Mara Vale
Mara Vale makes sleek night-drive pop with a disco pulse: live bass lines, clean rhythm guitar, warm strings, and hooks that feel lit by streetlights. Her songs balance playful movement with a bittersweet city glow, built for listeners who want groove, melody, and a little electricity under the skin.

Her sound sits between classic dance-floor craft and modern pop polish, with soulful female vocals carrying stories of late buses, rooftop coffee, open city windows, and small moments that suddenly feel cinematic. Mara Vale keeps the arrangements bright and human: tight drums, handclaps, piano stabs, and choruses designed to move without turning into a cliché.
Track(s)
Window Light After Eight 475 04:37
Velvet Circuits 1081 03:54

Window Light After Eight

Mara Vale


The shutters lean half-open
On a street rinsed clean by rain
A receipt curls in my pocket
Like it wants to speak your name

Glass shelves hold the evening
Silver bracelets folded blue
Someone laughs by the mirrors
Then the echo thins to two

I keep the counter glowing
Soft enough to let you stay
Every little hour slows down
When the day unpins its gray

Window light after eight
Moves across the polished floor
Nothing loud nothing late
Just the bell above the door
If you come in from the weather
With your collar turned against the air
I'll be humming with the register
Like I knew you'd find me there

Elevator doors are breathing
In the mall across the square
Mannequins wear patient faces
Under amber fitting-room glare

There is music in the hangers
When they slide along the rail
Tiny moons in every button
Tiny ships in every sale

I keep the counter glowing
Soft enough to let you stay
Every little hour slows down
When the day unpins its gray

Window light after eight
Moves across the polished floor
Nothing loud nothing late
Just the bell above the door
If you come in from the weather
With your collar turned against the air
I'll be humming with the register
Like I knew you'd find me there

We don't have to call it waiting
We can call it closing slow
Let the streetlights choose the colors
Let the last few customers go

Window light after eight
A quiet gold along the door
Nothing loud nothing late
Just a rhythm asking for more
If you come in from the weather
With your collar turned against the air
I'll be humming with the register
Like I knew you'd find me there

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Just Like That
Checkmate

Verified Verified Artist

Checkmate
Checkmate formed in London out of restlessness rather than intention. Different neighborhoods, different backgrounds, same impulse: to move, to react, to play music that refuses to stand still. Ska was never a costume for them, it was a language. Fast rhythms, sharp turns, humor used as defiance. They grew up surrounded by noise, contradictions, and crowded streets, and their sound reflects that constant motion.

Their music is playful but not careless, political without slogans, chaotic but precise. Each member brings a different energy, and none of them try to smooth those edges out.

Checkmate thrives on contrast: bright melodies against nervous tension, joy next to disruption. What comes out is loud, physical, and alive. Their releases are heard only on Filodyo and NOT FM, where movement matters more than polish and nothing is forced to sit quietly in the background.
Track(s)
Just Like That 1116 03:31

Just Like That

Checkmate


Bus is late but the sun is out
Someone’s laughing way too loud
Corner shop knows my face
Same old song same old place

Shoelace broke still on time
Found a coin lost my mind
Nothing special nothing deep
But today’s been good to me

Radio plays that beat again
Head goes left feet say “amen”
I wasn’t looking for a sign
But the street feels right in time

Life’s doing fine yeah look around
Sticky tables familiar sounds
Not a movie not a plan
Just a good day where I stand

Life’s doing fine no big parade
Just walking slow no rush today
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I like it just like that

Coffee spills laugh it off
Wrong turn but I don’t stop
Shoes too tight shirt’s too thin
Still smiling when I walk in

Someone hums the tune I know
Traffic moves then says hello
Nothing changed still feels new
Guess the trick is how you view

No winning streak no finish line
Just wasting time and feeling fine
If this moment’s all I get
I’m not mad at it yet

Life’s doing fine yeah look around
Bent street signs old beat-up towns
Not a headline not a scam
Just a good day where I stand

Life’s doing fine no big parade
Late night talks cheap lemonade
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I like it just like that

Maybe tomorrow’s loud and rough
But today’s already enough
No promises no advice
Just breathing in a decent life

Life’s doing fine hear that horn
Someone dancing someone bored
Not a dream not a trap
Just a moment and I’ll clap

Life’s doing fine I’ll say it twice
Not perfect but it’s nice
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I love it just like that

Just like that
Yeah just like that

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Maybe Next Time
Sophie Lane

Verified Verified Artist

Sophie Lane
Sophie Lane is a producer, songwriter, and vocalist whose music lives between deep house, nu-disco, and late-night pop. Built around warm basslines, crisp four-on-the-floor drums, Rhodes chords, analog synth stabs, and a restrained vocal style, her records favor atmosphere and tension over obvious excess. Based in Berlin, she first developed her approach through small club nights, after-hours sessions, and long stretches of writing alone with a Juno-106, a Moog Sub 37, and an old cassette deck she still uses to roughen up finished parts.

Her breakthrough came quietly rather than all at once. A demo she played at a low-capacity basement set at Paloma in 2022 began circulating between local DJs, eventually becoming a staple in late sets long before it reached streaming. Since then, Lane has built a catalog defined by bittersweet hooks, subtle rhythmic detail, tape-worn textures, and songs that feel equally suited to a dim dancefloor or a taxi ride home at 3 a.m. Her work often carries a sense of emotional distance, but there is always movement underneath it.

“Maybe Next Time” fits naturally into that world. Driven by a 121 BPM groove, nu-disco bass, Juno chords, Rhodes comping, and understated percussion, the track turns hesitation into something strangely warm and danceable. It reflects the wider identity behind Sophie Lane’s music: polished but never overworked, nostalgic without sounding retro, and built for the part of the night when everything feels a little slower, sharper, and more honest.
Track(s)
Maybe Next Time 829 04:17

Maybe Next Time

Sophie Lane


Prompt

Phone keeps buzzing
I know what that means
Everybody’s going out
Everybody but me

Ben says there’s a table waiting
Tom says I should wear the blue
Dan already sent the address
Like I asked him what to do

I got dinner in the oven
Got my favorite record on
Found a bottle in the kitchen
And my working week is gone

They say come on
You’ll change your mind
I say maybe
Another time

Maybe next time
Maybe next time
Tonight I’m doing nothing
And I’m doing it right

Maybe next time
Save me a seat
I got cold drinks
And no shoes on my feet

Maybe next time
Maybe next time
You go have your good night
I’m already having mine

Now they’re sending blurry pictures
Someone lost a credit card
Ben is arguing with a taxi
Tom has taken it too far

Meanwhile I’m making popcorn
Got the volume sitting high
Nobody asking where I’m going
Nobody asking me why

They say come on
You’re missing out
I look around
I have my doubts

Maybe next time
Maybe next time
Tonight I’m doing nothing
And I’m doing it right

Maybe next time
Save me a seat
I got cold drinks
And no shoes on my feet

Maybe next time
Maybe next time
You go have your good night
I’m already having mine

Eleven thirty
Still at home
Best decision
I have known

Midnight calling
Let it ring
Doing nothing
Feels like everything

Maybe next time
Maybe next time
Tonight I’m doing nothing
And I’m doing it right

Maybe next time
Save me a seat
I got cold drinks
And no shoes on my feet

Maybe next time
Maybe next time
You go have your good night
I’m already having mine

Send me the pictures
I’ll see them tomorrow
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Lyrics

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

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Rust Sleeps in Code
Ghosts in Amber

Rust Sleeps in Code

Ghosts in Amber



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

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Play Me Like That
Kira Mavell

Verified Verified Artist

Kira Mavell
Kira Mavell hails from a family steeped in musical tradition, where every gathering felt like an impromptu jam session rather than a set of lofty aspirations. Growing up surrounded by melodies, the young artist found herself at home with the rhythm, but it was her decision to step away from the familiar circle that illuminated her distinctive voice. Leaving behind the supportive dynamic of family performances allowed Kira to embrace a bold solo path, crafting songs that speak to both joy and introspection.

With tracks like "Play Me Like That," Kira masterfully intertwines playful melodies with vivid lyrical imagery, inviting listeners into a world where every glance and beat feels electric. Her vibrant pop sound is infused with a happiness that resonates deeply, striking a balance between lightheartedness and poignant storytelling. The song captures moments of connection and flirtation, reflecting the excitement of falling in sync with someone special. Each note celebrates the thrill of living in the moment while hinting at deeper emotions just beneath the surface.

Based in Toronto, Kira has begun to carve out her niche within the local music scene, captivating audiences through small venues and intimate settings. Her recent performances at spots like The Drake Hotel have garnered her a loyal following, eager for more of the infectious energy she brings to the stage. As she continues to develop her catalog, songs like "Play Me Like That" serve as perfect stepping stones, showcasing her growth as an artist poised for greater adventures ahead.
Track(s)
Play Me Like That 1061 03:19

Play Me Like That

Kira Mavell


"Silver on my steps rhythm on my skin"
"Doors don’t open for me — they give in"

I see you trying hard just to keep control
But the rhythm pulls you in takes your body whole
Every look you send feels like a coded sign
I can feel you matching up with my borderline

You want a taste of the crown I wear
Come and follow the spark if you dare
I’m the rule that you can’t unlearn
Once you’re in there’s no return

Play me like that don’t hold back
I move with a beat that you can’t track
Turn me around I react
To the thrill that keeps us intact
Play me like that stay on beat
I rise when the crowd moves under my feet
If you want me take the lead
Show me just how deep you can compete

Your confidence is loud but I’m louder still
You’re steady on the surface but I break your will
Glitter on my skin yeah it’s part of the game
When I own the moment you remember my name

You want a taste of the crown I wear
Come and follow the spark if you dare
I’m the rule that you can’t unlearn
Once you’re in there’s no return

Play me like that don’t hold back
I move with a beat that you can’t track
Turn me around I react
To the thrill that keeps us intact
Play me like that stay on beat
I rise when the crowd moves under my feet
If you want me take the lead
Show me just how deep you can compete

Step in bass low let me draw the line
You’re a headline moment I’m the underline
Got a pulse in my chest that syncs with yours
Every move you make rewrites the score

I’m not here to pretend I’m here to claim
You carry that fire I match the flame
Your confidence hits like a sudden break
Got me hooked on every step you take

Slide through the crowd like you’re meant to reign
I’m reading your style like a coded chain
If you want a partner that can match your spark
I’m the one who turns your mark to art

So spin it twist it give me that cue
I can take the lead or follow you
Either way you move I move right back
You hit the groove — I hit the track

No hesitation no rewind
Just two bodies in perfect design
If you want the highlight of your night
Follow me and you’ll get it right

Play me like that don’t hold back
I move with a beat that you can’t track
Turn me around I react
To the thrill that keeps us intact
Play me like that stay on beat
I rise when the crowd moves under my feet
If you want me take the lead
Show me just how deep you can compete

Play me like that… play me like that
You know I like it when you push right back

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

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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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Through Fractured G...
Only at Dusk

Through Fractured Glass

Only at Dusk



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

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