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Trying To Reach You
Milano Roads
Verified Artist
Milano Roads
Just when you thought the boot-shaped country of Italy couldn’t gift us anything more delightful than pizza, espresso, and the Colosseum, here come Milano Roads to drop the beat and turn your world upside-down. A duo as dynamic as a perfectly pulled shot of espresso, they're serving dance music so hot it could cook your Margherita.
Our main men of Milano Roads are two fellas who embody the high-octane power of their music in every vivacious vein. Raised on hearty servings of pasta and classic dance records, they grew up amidst the backdrop of Italy's pulsating club scene, dreaming of transmitting their irrepressible energy into a sound system near you. They now dish out tracks that are creamy, rich, and pack a punch like a perfectly crafted Italian espresso - with "You And I" being their creamiest hit to date.
Stirring up a potent cocktail of head-spinning synths and pulsating rhythms, they’ve singlehandedly put the ‘dance’ in the Italian Renaissance. Their music is like a Vespa ride through the crowded streets of Milan, it's fast, flashy, a little nerve-wracking but oh so exhilarating. The brotherhood dish out beats as lively as the Italian nightlife, evoking an energetic mood that goes beyond the realm of EDM, turning even the shyest of wallflowers into groove-loving party animals.
With Milano Roads on the decks, you'll find yourself shimmying like you’re shaking off a stubborn linguine stain. Just don't blame us when you can't get their infectious beats out of your head - or when you find yourself inexplicably craving a cannoli. Brace yourselves, music lovers, because these Italian maestros are stealing the dance scene, one pulsating beat at a time.
Trying To Reach You
Milano Roads
[Verse 1}
Alone with my thoughts I play through the night
Melodies drift like leaves words hidden from light
Beneath the silver moon's gaze my guitar softly sighs
Playing songs no soul has heard beneath the starry skies
Every note a secret dream floating on the wind
Each lyric a silent plea for the pain to end
I'm trying to reach you with songs no one's heard before
Across the silent distance through your heart's closed door
I know that day will come when you'll hear my call
Through the unheard melodies I'll give my all
As dawn paints the sky my voice gains its power
Singing of a time when you won't be so far
Fingers sore from strings that weave our future so bright
Each chord a step closer to you breaking through the night
Every verse a part of me sent out into the night
Each chorus a light shining making the dark bright
I'm trying to reach you with songs no one's heard before
Across the silent distance through your heart's closed door
I know that day will come when you'll hear my call
Through the unheard melodies I'll give my all
So heed these quiet calls my distant love to sounds in the night
The unheard songs are beckoning let our hearts unite
And when that day finally dawns as all my dreams implore
We'll dance to songs no one's heard not alone anymore
CREDITS
Performer: Milano Roads
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Viva Pulso
Auralink
Viva Pulso
Auralink
¡Viva el sistema!
¡Viva el sistema!
¡Viva el sistema!
Vamos
Ritmo
Poder
Sí
¡Sube!
Libre
Control
¡Viva!
CREDITS
Performer: Auralink
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Plastic Skies & Pap...
Romi Sage
Verified Artist
Romi Sage
Romi Sage doesn't chase the spotlight — he teases it. With a smirk behind every lyric and a groove under every syllable, Romi walks the fine line between smooth and subversive. Born in Lisbon and raised between record shops and rooftop parties, he grew up idolizing the effortless cool of Prince, the rhythmic swagger of George Michael, and the punchy charm of early 2000s pop.
His voice slides — not in haste, but in style. It dances over slap basslines and syncopated guitar licks like it’s dodging commitment. Romi doesn’t just sing about love; he dissects it with irony, flirts with it, then leaves it on read. His stage presence is magnetic — not because he demands attention, but because he never asks for it.
Beneath the glam and glitter, though, there’s always a crack. That’s where Romi shines the most — in the clever melancholy, the playful ache, the smile that knows better. His performances are less about perfection, more about pulse.
Plastic Skies & Paper Towns isn’t a love song. It’s a stylish spiral — romantic delusion in disco heels. It's funk with a wink. And with Romi Sage at the mic, it’s impossible to ignore.
Plastic Skies & Paper Towns
Romi Sage
Got a signal in my toaster
Dreams leaking from my shoes
City spins like a record
But I ain’t dancing to their news
Billboards flashing answers
To the questions I ain't asked
Everyone’s got mirrors
But no one sees past the mask
They sell the future in a box
With plastic trees and ticking clocks
But I want rhythm I want roots
Not just apps in leather boots
Under plastic skies in paper towns
We keep movin’ up but we’re fallin’ down
(Oh no no)
Truth’s on mute and the beat's too loud
Still I groove through this synthetic crowd
Yeah I'm slidin’ through your static minds
Moonwalkin' past the warning signs
(Whoa-oh)
If the world’s a trip—don’t need to land
I’ll funk my way won’t play your brand
I met a monk in a mirror maze
He said “Peace comes with purple haze”
I traded coins for inner sight
But they charged me tax on neon light
Don’t feed me fear in chrome disguise
Don’t sell me dreams with barcode eyes
I ain’t your data I ain’t your plan
I’m a barefoot soul in a traffic jam
Under plastic skies in paper towns
We keep movin’ fast just to circle 'round
(Hey hey!)
Truth’s gone rogue and the beat’s profound
Still I glide through your algorithm crown
Yeah I’m rollin’ in my analog mind
Flippin’ signals they left behind
(Whoa-oh)
If the world’s a glitch I’ll funk the code
Got cosmic shoes and no fixed road
CREDITS
Performer: Romi Sage
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Dust Between the Guns
Colt Mercer
Verified Artist
Colt Mercer
Colt Mercer is a mysterious country vocalist shaped by dusty border roads, old western stories, and the warm musical spirit of Mexico. Blending classic country storytelling with subtle Mexican melodies, he creates a cinematic sound filled with desert sunsets, lonely bars, long night drives, and unfinished goodbyes.
With “Dust Between the Guns,” Mercer introduces a world of warm acoustic guitars, light mariachi touches, raw vocal texture, and a rugged emotional tone. His music carries themes of love, pride, escape, regret, and personal reckoning always somewhere between a confession and a standoff.
Released with the support of not fm and Filodyo, Colt Mercer’s sound reflects a modern western atmosphere: timeless, dusty, dramatic, and deeply human. Away from the spotlight, he is said to draw inspiration from vintage tapes, old cowboy films, border-town legends, and the silence of the desert at sundown.
Dust Between the Guns
Colt Mercer
Slow wind on the empty street
Boots drag through the drifting heat
Shadows stretch across the town
One more sun is going down
Boardwalk creaks beneath my feet
Every sound repeats the beat
Windows closed and curtains drawn
Like this place has long been gone
Cards still lie upon the bar
Someone left a broken star
Dust is dancing in the light
Waiting for the coming night
Dust between the guns tonight
No one here to call it right
Every breath a loaded sound
Spinning slowly all around
Hands are steady hearts are slow
Every man already knows
When the silence starts to fall
No one leaves this street at all
Leather creaks across the lane
Every step repeats the same
Eyes are narrow time is thin
Like a clock about to spin
Old sign sways above the door
Scratching echoes on the floor
Somewhere far a trumpet cries
Like a warning in disguise
Dust between the guns tonight
No one here to call it right
Every breath a loaded sound
Spinning slowly all around
Hands are steady hearts are slow
Every man already knows
When the silence starts to fall
No one leaves this street at all
Wind moves softly through the town
One last figure lying down
Sun sinks red behind the plain
Only dust will stay again
CREDITS
Performer: Colt Mercer
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Summer Starts
The Plastic Chapels
Verified Artist
The Plastic Chapels
The Plastic Chapels are a fictional four-piece indie-pop band who turn everyday scenes into bright, immediate choruses. Vocalists Casey Rowe and Mina Hart share guitars with bassist Theo Lane and drummer Paz Moreno, friends who began writing together after years of crossing paths at neighborhood shows and seasonal jobs.
“Summer Starts” captures the first truly warm day of the year: screen doors, bare feet, cold drinks on the curb and a calendar suddenly emptied of obligations. Handclaps, jangling guitars and an open-hearted refrain give the song the feeling of a block party beginning before anyone planned it.
The band’s music is playful without being disposable, grounded in the belief that ordinary happiness deserves a loud soundtrack. The Plastic Chapels make colorful guitar pop for windows-down afternoons, shared sidewalks and moments people wish could last all year.
Summer Starts
The Plastic Chapels
Shoes off by the door
Got that first-day heat
Screen door slams behind me
Bare feet on the street
I had a long cold week
Now the sky says go
Your laugh on my tongue
Like a soft encore
Oh it’s coming on fast
Like a wave in my chest
I can feel it now
I don’t need to guess
Summer starts I’m happy
Summer starts I’m here
Take my hand come closer
Keep that feeling near
Summer starts I’m happy (happy)
Summer starts right here
We can run forever
Let it stay all year
Cold drinks on the curb
Melting in the sun
You got that easy grin
Like the day’s just begun
Kids yelling down the block
Ice cream on our shirts
Nothing on the calendar
Nothing but this world
Oh it’s coming on fast
Like a wave in my chest
I can feel it now
I don’t need to guess
Summer starts I’m happy
Summer starts I’m here
Take my hand come closer
Keep that feeling near
Summer starts I’m happy (happy)
Summer starts right here
We can run forever
Let it stay all year
We don’t need a reason
We don’t need a plan
Just the open air
And your warm hand
If the night moves slowly
Let it take its time
I found my little forever
In the yellow shine
Summer starts I’m happy
Summer starts I’m here
Take my hand come closer
Keep that feeling near
Summer starts I’m happy (happy)
Summer starts right here
We can run forever
Let it stay all year
CREDITS
Performer: The Plastic Chapels
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Out of Control
Sabrina G
Verified Artist
Sabrina G
Sabrina G embodies the vibrant spirit of the nightlife, bringing a fearless energy to the dance-pop scene. Known for her glossy club-pop sound, she captures the essence of playful rebellion and empowerment through her music. With her independent songwriting approach, she crafts tracks that resonate with those looking to embrace their true selves, breaking free from societal norms on the dance floor.
Her recent single, "Out of Control," showcases Sabrina's ability to blend catchy hooks with pulsating beats, creating an anthem that reflects her dynamic persona. The track highlights her confident vocal delivery and knack for engaging live performances, drawing audiences into her electrifying world. Each song in her catalog echoes a commitment to celebrating individuality and self-expression.
As Sabrina G continues to evolve, she remains dedicated to pushing the boundaries of dance-pop while inviting listeners to join her in a celebration of life after dark. With every release, she cements her identity as a bold force within the genre, inspiring others to embrace their inner glow amidst the neon lights.
Out of Control
Sabrina G
Yeah-eh uh-huh na-na-na-na
We’re outta control — oh!
Midnight city glitter eyes
I’m not your type but you still try
Too many stories on my phone
but tonight I’m writing my own
All my friends in slow-mo frames
dancing wild forgetting names
Heartbeat syncs with stereo —
I don’t care just let it go! (uh-huh)
Out of control (uh!)
I’m losing my halo (yeah!)
Lights are on fire (ah!)
don’t need no hero!
Spin me around let the rhythm roll —
we’re out of out of out of control!
Glitter lips and candy lies
you say forever I say “bye”
Mirror selfies broken heels
still look good — that’s how it feels
No regrets no morning calls
we own the night we take it all
Heartbeat syncs with stereo —
don’t slow down just let it go! (o-oh)
Out of control (uh!)
I’m losing my halo (yeah!)
Lights are on fire (ah!)
don’t need no hero!
Spin me around let the rhythm roll —
we’re out of out of out of control!
O-oh no rules tonight
we’re neon high on satellite
O-oh one touch I’m gone —
my chaos turns me on!
Out of control (uh!)
I’m losing my halo (yeah!)
No one to blame no one to know
we’re out of out of out of control!
CREDITS
Performer: Sabrina G
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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This Is Our Time
Alexander
Verified Artist
Alexander
“If you haven’t heard of Alexander before now, consider this your official 'invite to the party.' The secret weapon of the underground electronic scene is as enigmatic as he is dance-inducing. Born, bred and still sending good vibes out from Istanbul, the city poised between East and West, lending him unique influences to his crisp beats and bouncing synths.
Despite having a quiet life himself, Alexander’s sound is anything but; his music's happy mood is like a neon invitation to shake off your troubles and dance like no one's watching. His hit track, “This Is Our Time," suggests exuberance—a cascade of vibrant beats and irresistible rhythms that make you feel like everything's coming up roses.
Obscurity hits a lot of artists hard, but not our Alexander. He's the equivalent of the guy at the party that nobody knows, but everyone wants to be around—the center of the buzz, all while hanging back and enjoying the groove. Amidst the flashing lights and blaring speakers, Alexander is carving out a shiny niche for himself in the glittering world of electronica.
Always humble, mostly unseen but making waves big enough to surf on, Alexander is a true gem in the sprawling metropolis of electronic music. So here's to Alexander: Our low-key maestro, turning his quiet existence into a much-needed celebration of life, one electronic beat at a time.”
This Is Our Time
Alexander
Shadows paint the skyline moving like a carousel
Fingers trace the skyline secrets only we could tell
Through the hum of chaos found a rhythm found a spark
Pulling threads of silence weaving music in the dark
And the world fades like a worn-out photograph
Colors drain but I still feel the aftermath
Where the heart meets the unknown there’s a pulse we can’t ignore
Like a key turned in a lock we’re stepping through the door
This is our time unbroken unspoken
Gravity’s gone the tether is broken
Rising like the night won’t hold us down
We’re chasing stars in a quiet town
Waves of conversation ripple in electric streams
Voices carry miles riding currents crossing dreams
Maps dissolve to fragments but the compass pulls us in
Caught between the chaos and the quiet deep within
And the world fades like a worn-out photograph
Colors drain but I still feel the aftermath
Where the heart meets the unknown there’s a pulse we can’t ignore
Like a key turned in a lock we’re stepping through the door
This is our time unbroken unspoken
Gravity’s gone the tether is broken
Rising like the night won’t hold us down
We’re chasing stars in a quiet town
Look—city sleeps but the gridline’s awake
Dreams move fast like the steps that we take
Caught in the static but I’m breaking the code
Turning every crack in the glass to a road
Heartbeat sync to the bass no delay
Lost in the maze but we carve our own way
They said “stay small” but the script got flipped
Now we’re writing the lines every word’s a gift
Flames in the shadows yeah we light up the void
Building something real from the world they destroyed
We’re the pulse the push the unspoken sound
Chasing stars where the quiet is loud
Every beat every sound every step is ours to make
Every chance every fall every risk we have to take
When the dust finally settles will we still know who we are?
Or will we be fragments scattered across the stars?
This is our time unbroken unspoken
Gravity’s gone the tether is broken
Rising like the night won’t hold us down
We’re chasing stars in a quiet town
Quiet town oh quiet town
Where the whispers hold us and the world slows down
Quiet town oh quiet town
We’ll find ourselves where the echoes drown
CREDITS
Performer: Alexander
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Push. Spin. Go
KRNX
CREDITS
Performer: KRNX
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Endless
Tessa Lune
Endless
Tessa Lune
Bump into me and act like you don't know
A place we can be that's never cold
It's so high
Keep me warm
And I won't go
It's endless
Endless
And we can be forever young
And we can be forever
Endless
Endless
And we can be forever young
And we can be forever
It's gonna feel like magic
Floating in the air
It's so good
It shouldn't be
And no one will ever know
Endless
Endless
And we can be forever young
And we can be forever
Endless
Endless
And we can be forever young
And we can be forever
Endless
Endless
And we can be forever young
And we can be forever
Endless
Endless
And we can be forever young
And we can be forever
Endless
CREDITS
Performer: Tessa Lune
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Hidden Intentions
Daya
Verified Artist
Daya
Daya, hailing from Berlin's vibrant warehouse party scene, emerged as a distinctive voice in the electronic music landscape. Cultivating a sound that effortlessly blends elements of dance, pop, and EDM, her music invites listeners into a world filled with subtle intricacies and heartfelt emotions. The genesis of her artistic identity can be traced back to intimate gatherings where familiar faces danced to the same beats, each night weaving tales of longing and connection amidst pulsating rhythms.
Her latest track, "Hidden Intentions," serves as a poignant encapsulation of Daya’s lyrical prowess, capturing the complexity of unspoken desires and the nuances often lost in silence. With its dreamy and uplifting melodies, the song reflects a recurring theme in her catalog: the exploration of hidden emotions wrapped in infectious grooves. Each composition resonates with a hopeful spirit, echoing the sentiments she often observes on the dancefloor—where every note elicits a sense of shared experience and intimacy among strangers.
As she embarks on her first real tour, Daya carries with her the energy of countless nights spent perfecting her craft at clubs like Berghain and Watergate. Her connection to her audience feels almost palpable; she creates spaces where vulnerability thrives amid beats that compel movement. While "Hidden Intentions" stands out as a testament to her artistic evolution, it is merely one piece in Daya's growing catalog that promises to captivate and inspire for years to come.
Hidden Intentions
Daya
A quiet room holds secrets in the air
Your footsteps tell a story I can’t compare
You move with purpose but you hide your aim
Every subtle motion plays a careful game
I read your silence like a coded sign
You’re close enough but never mine
I know the risk you keep behind your stare
One step too far and we’re both laid bare
Hidden intentions pulling me in
You blur the line between danger and sin
Silent agreements under my skin
One wrong move and the game begins
Hidden intentions—
I feel the truth beneath your grin
Your hand stays steady when the stakes climb high
You draw me near without needing to try
I sense the motive in your measured tone
You stand beside me but remain unknown
I know the risk you keep behind your stare
One step too far and we’re both laid bare
Hidden intentions pulling me in
You blur the line between danger and sin
Silent agreements under my skin
One wrong move and the game begins
Hidden intentions—
I feel the truth beneath your grin
If we cross the line we can’t return
Every stolen moment builds a burn
We both carry secrets we can’t share
Yet somehow we meet at the thinnest layer
If tomorrow finds you on my side
I won’t question where you choose to hide
CREDITS
Performer: Daya
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Beneath My Skin
Alex Mercer
Verified Artist
Alex Mercer
Alex Mercer isn't your run-of-the-mill, packaged, and primped pop star. He's that rare breed of true artist who moonlights as a philosopher in his spare time, equally quick to pick up an instrument as he is to spit-balling think pieces on existential woes. Born and bred in Ireland, Mercer’s music roots twist and twine through the romantic, rain-kissed streets of Dublin, soaking up influences from local legends like The Cranberries and U2. Imagine Bono and Dolores O'Riordan had a philosophical, multi-instrumentalist baby - that's our boy Alex for you.
Having been raised in a house where melodies danced intoxicated on Guinness, Mercer knows his way around an instrument or five. The man can coax sounds out of them that'll tear at your heartstrings and heal them in the same beat. His musical passion is only rivaled by his love for philosophy. One of his most famous songs "Beneath My Skin" is a perfect testament to this. It burrows deep into your psyche, tickles your existential dread, and leaves you in an introspective haze long after the last note fades. Mercer's music isn't just about foot-tapping tunes; it endeavors to pull out the guts of human experience, wrap it in a beautifully complex symphony and serve it back to you. Yummy, isn't it? We think so too.
Beneath My Skin
Alex Mercer
Glass towers hum in fading blue
Faint reflections split in two
Footsteps curve through liquid air
Tracing paths to nowhere
Weightless currents pull me near
Time dissolves yet stays so clear
Wires hum beneath my skin
Friction sparks we burn within
Rushing forward shedding past
Now’s the only thing that lasts
Torn-out pages words erased
Stories shift but won’t replace
Drifting through a silent storm
Shaping what was never formed
Weightless currents pull me near
Time dissolves yet stays so clear
Wires hum beneath my skin
Friction sparks we burn within
Rushing forward shedding past
Now’s the only thing that lasts
No rewind no fading lines
Only fire left to find
Wires hum beneath my skin
Friction sparks we burn within
Rushing forward shedding past
Now’s the only thing that lasts
CREDITS
Performer: Alex Mercer
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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