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Midnight Calls
Ocean Girls
Verified Artist
Ocean Girls
Hailing from the sun-soaked shores of Miami, Ocean Girls are your new favorite indie-pop queens on the horizon. Drenched in sun, surf, and ceaseless cheer, their music is the audio equivalent of a ray of sunshine in what can sometimes be the storm of life.
Assuming their name from the very city they call home, these beach-town belles serve up chart-topping hits faster than a Florida diner slings hashbrowns. They've got the sass of the Spice Girls, the attitude of Madonna and just a pinch of Miami's own Gloria Estefan sizzling through each track. Ocean Girls have got a knack for taking even the most mundane moments, chucking them full of pizzazz, and dishing out feel-good anthems that simply command you to "Stay Happy."
Stick an Ocean Girls track on, and suddenly you're cruising down Ocean Drive, hair flapping in the breeze, and the somewhat distant memory of work drowned out by catchy choruses and sparkling melodies. These girls are more than just a band - they're a one-way ticket to a beach-front pop utopia where the vibe is always good, the beats are always flowing, and frowns are most certainly not allowed. When life hands you lemons, Ocean Girls hands you a margarita. Now, that's the kind of exchange rate we can get behind!
Midnight Calls
Ocean Girls
Moonlight guides my step
Whispers of secrets kept
Shadows dance hearts ache
Lonely roads we take
Stars speak hearts hear
Silent cries so clear
Midnight calls (calls calls)
Lonely walls (walls walls)
Echoes fall (fall fall)
Lost in all (all all)
Wandering through dark streets
Memories bittersweet
Night reveals my fears
In the silence tears
Stars speak hearts hear
Silent cries so clear
Midnight calls (calls calls)
Lonely walls (walls walls)
Echoes fall (fall fall)
Lost in all (all all)
Night's end dawn near
Find hope hold dear
Midnight calls (calls calls)
Lonely walls (walls walls)
Echoes fall (fall fall)
Lost in all (all all)
(Instrumental interlude)
Midnight falls (falls falls)
CREDITS
Performer: Ocean Girls
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Margin of Error
Susan Hall
Verified Artist
Susan Hall
Susan Hall emerges from the vibrant backdrop of New York City, where late-night writing sessions fuel her introspective explorations into the human experience. Infusing elements of Lo-Fi, Pop, and Trip-Hop, Susan crafts soundscapes that oscillate between playful and melancholic. Her track "Margin of Error" encapsulates this duality, featuring smoky vocals layered over a pulsating sub-bass and ethereal Fender Rhodes chords. With a penchant for the poetic, her lyrics explore themes of longing and uncertainty, often wrapped in an enigmatic embrace that resonates deeply with listeners.
The sonic threads within her catalog weave together a compelling narrative, each track a reflection of her artistic identity marked by subtle contrasts. From the dark trip-hop influences that shape her beats to the epic yet intimate moods she conjures, Susan's music reveals a world where vulnerability meets resilience. With tracks like "Margin of Error," she invites audiences to navigate through the shadows of love and loss while offering an unexpected playfulness that lingers long after the last note fades.
Margin of Error
Susan Hall
You filed my name under maybe
Kept one hand near delete
Your sentences came pre-approved
Every promise wore a barcode
I read the terms across your face
A firm refusal dressed as grace
You kept my number off the page
Then called it love at your own rate
I learned the cost of being near
A private charge renewed each year
Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss
Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total
Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased
You wore affection like a pass
Valid until somebody asked
My place was marked with pencil lead
Easy to alter hard to read
You built a room from access codes
The door unlocked when you chose
I left the key beside your name
No final speech no claim to blame
Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss
Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total
Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased
I was never hard to measure
You preferred uncertain scales
A person turned to useful data
A pulse reduced to monthly sales
Now every digit has an owner
Every loss can state its cause
You can keep your perfect record
I have left your private laws
Call me your margin of error
The number you rounded to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total
Call me your margin of error
The flaw that refused to behave
Cross out the file marked as maybe
I won’t be useful then erased
Delete my name from your system
The error has learned its own weight
CREDITS
Performer: Susan Hall
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Real World Effects
Arven Nohr
Real World Effects
Arven Nohr
CREDITS
Performer: Arven Nohr
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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After Seven
Elian Rae
Verified Artist
Elian Rae
Elian Rae makes refined late-hour pop built for rooms that do not want to shout. Her sound blends soft nu-disco, mellow funk bass, Rhodes keys, muted guitar, and an airy vocal style that feels polished without turning glossy or loud.
Her songs often find small cinematic details in ordinary spaces: a quiet shop after seven, fabric on a hanger, receipts curling beside a drawer, street color moving behind glass. The result is warm, understated music for evening playlists, boutique floors, and listeners who like groove with restraint.
After Seven
Elian Rae
At seven the glass doors learn the street by name
sale tags turn slowly in the conditioned air
someone leaves a blue scarf folded out of place
and the mirror keeps pretending not to stare
A clerk counts coins like small weather
one by one into a paper tray
the fitting rooms exhale together
as the weekday loosens its display
Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves
Perfume cards sleep beside the counter
shoes line up like they know the floor
outside taxis change their colors
inside no one needs to want more
A coat on a hanger turns human
for a second in the corner light
I almost ask it where it's going
then I let it keep the night
Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves
Not every song should chase the ceiling
not every room should ask for rain
some evenings only need a rhythm
folded neatly with a name
Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves
The last receipt curls by the drawer
one small moon on the floor
after seven after seven
nothing asks to be more
CREDITS
Performer: Elian Rae
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Let the Good Times ...
Zayn Rix
Verified Artist
Zayn Rix
Meet Zayn Rix, the infectiously happy dance artist you've been waiting for. Hailing from the eclectic music scenes of his native city, Zayn embodies vibrant rhythms and can sure make a crowd move!
Bursting onto the scene from the pulsating heart of Manhattan, Zayn brings to mind the twinkling city lights and the unmistakable rush of midnight subway rides. His music is the sort of infectious dance-pop that makes you daydream of cloudless summer days and impromptu dance-offs at house parties. With clever lines and a touch of humor, he's like a Tommy Hilfiger cologne ad come to life - stylish, breezy and ceaselessly optimistic.
One whiff of his breakout hit, "Let the Good Times Roll," and you'll know exactly what we mean. Like eating cotton candy on a Ferris wheel, Zayn's music evokes a blissful sense of joy, making it impossible not to smile. He's that charmingly spontaneous friend who convinces you to skip the tedious office lunch for an exciting roller-coaster ride instead. His melodies are as infectious as his personality - a perfect lovechild of infectious beats and sunny vibes.
So here's to the good times, the dance-inducing melodies, and the relentlessly cheerful Zayn Rix. In the dance-pop universe, he's a rising star - serving joy on a catchy beat and reminding us that life is indeed, a party. So let's turn up the volume, get that body moving, and as Zayn would say, let the good times roll!
Let the Good Times Roll
Zayn Rix
Never been so nervous
To open up my mouth
My heart was jumpin' hurdles
Thought I'd let you down
Never been so certain
As I am right now
The way you grabbed my waist
Pulled me close and spun me 'round
We were just a couple kids
Actin' like we were adults
Tryin' to act cool but the truth is
You always made me laugh when you told jokes
And now I'm finally bein' honest with you
It feels so good
And who knew?
So go and get the girls and the guys
And the beer on ice
And let's let the good times roll
Grew up in the same hometown
And never took a chance
But what goes around comes around
I guess that's how the story ends
We were just a couple kids
Actin' like we were adults
Tryin' to act cool but the truth is
You always made me laugh when you told jokes
And now I'm finally bein' honest with you
It feels so good
And who knew?
So go and get the girls and the guys
And the beer on ice
And let's let the good times roll
And now I'm finally bein' honest with you
It feels so good
And who knew?
So go and get the girls and the guys
And the beer on ice
And let's let the good times roll
And who knew? And who knew? And who knew?
And who knew? And who knew? And who knew?
CREDITS
Performer: Zayn Rix
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 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
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Wannabe Off
Lily Green
Verified Artist
Lily Green
Lily Green is a vibrant nu-disco artist with a deep love for cars and the open road.
Hailing from Los Angeles, Lily grew up with the sounds of synth beats and funky basslines, which fueled her passion for creating danceable, feel-good music.
Her fascination with cars started in childhood, spending weekends at car shows with her dad and dreaming of road trips across the country. This love for automobiles often finds its way into her music, with themes of freedom, speed, and adventure.
Known for her infectious energy and groovy tunes, Lily Green’s tracks are the perfect soundtrack for cruising down the highway with the windows down.
Wannabe Off
Lily Green
We could be from anywhere
But I want the right approach
Could be what you never thought
Could be what you thought the most
I could use a dinner date
I wanna eat you raw
Now take a look at me
Tell me what you saw
Would you wanna be off for the summer?
Out in the country
Drivin' a Hummer
We could be getting my number
My name is Eve and I'm just a soul you couldn't handle
Would you wanna be off?
Could share with me a memory
Or win me a teddy bear
Could you be something I can't be
Or something we all were
(Could be) It's not you
It's me
Or maybe it's him
But don't believe anything
If it goes on a whim
Would you wanna be off for the summer?
Out in the country
Drivin' a Hummer
We could be getting my number
My name is Eve and I'm just a soul you couldn't handle
Would you wanna be off?
A manatee
Amnesty
Deodorant
Detorant
Casanova
Castanova
Here's another
Here's another
Would you wanna be off for the summer?
Out in the country
Drivin' a Hummer
We could be getting my number
My name is Eve and I'm just a soul you couldn't handle
Would you wanna be off?
CREDITS
Performer: Lily Green
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
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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No Default Setting
Billie Arden
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.
No Default Setting
Billie Arden
Cut the feed
Leave the meter running
Hold that grin
I came with my own timing
You tried to sell me a cleaner name
With the corners sanded down
Put my laugh in a little glass case
Said “Look who’s stable now”
I don’t fit in your easy chart
I don’t land on command
There’s a tune in my crooked part
You don’t understand
Don’t fix the bend
Don’t mute the spark
I keep my rhythm
Off the mark
No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold
You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told
No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet
Your golden rule came overdressed
And talked like a magazine
I poured black coffee on the test
Made the paper sing
You said “Be calm be useful now”
I said “Nice little cage”
Then I took my pulse off your clock
And rewrote the page
Don’t trim the heat
Don’t square the sound
I keep my rhythm
Upside down
No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold
You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told
No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet
Left right
Too bright
Low kick
Uptight
Turn snap
Come back
One more
Off-track
I was never built for your manual
Never born for a numbered lane
Every time you label the motion
Something loose begins to play
Let the clean ones keep their answers
Let the smooth ones win the floor
I have trouble in my timing
And it always asks for more
No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold
You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told
No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet
Cut the feed
Leave it running
No default
I’m still coming
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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Turn the Key
Bytefade
Turn the Key
Bytefade
I walked through doors that had no name
Silent signs but I came anyway
Felt the pull the unseen thread
It led me here instead
I don't ask I don’t wait
I twist the lock I shift the weight
Turn the key feel the spark
No more hiding in the dark
Twist the moment let it breathe
Take what’s yours don’t ask to leave
Yeah—
No maps still I navigate
Cold hands but I calibrate
Built from bits they left behind
Now I move like I bend time
No crown still I walk like king
No stage but I make it ring
Fast life but I shift the pace
Don’t need gold to win this race
Ooooh turn the key…
Let it be…
Ooooh turn the key…
Turn the key feel the spark
(No more hiding)
Twist the moment light the mark
(Give it meaning)
Hands on fire never flee
You are now the lock and key
It’s not about finding a door
It’s about knowing you are one
CREDITS
Performer: Bytefade
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Runnin' Wild
The Syrphids
Verified Artist
The Syrphids
The Syrphids’ journey began in the vibrant streets of Birmingham, where their distinct sound emerged from a collision of personal influences and bold experimentation.
Each member brings a unique flavor to the band's overall dynamic—blending raw, emotive vocals with intricate guitar riffs, rhythmic basslines, and atmospheric synth layers. Their music strikes a balance between the unpredictability of alternative rock and the infectious melodies of indie pop, creating an eclectic sound that is both challenging and accessible.
What sets The Syrphids apart is their ability to navigate complex emotional themes, delivering lyrics that resonate deeply while still maintaining an undeniably catchy, crowd-pleasing vibe.
Their live performances are a spectacle of energy and emotion, where their chemistry as a band shines brightest. The Syrphids have a knack for turning intimate venues into electrifying spaces, with each song building on the momentum of the last.
Their setlists are carefully curated to take listeners on a journey—whether it's through soulful ballads that tug at heartstrings or high-octane anthems that ignite the crowd. This ability to command the stage has earned them a growing fanbase, not just in Birmingham but across the UK, with audiences captivated by their authenticity and musical craftsmanship.
As The Syrphids look toward the future, their ambitions are clear: to continue evolving their sound while staying true to the experimental roots that first brought them together. With several EPs already under their belt and plans for a full-length album on the horizon, the band is poised to break through to even broader audiences.
Their commitment to innovation, coupled with their undeniable talent, ensures that The Syrphids will continue to be a force in the indie music scene, challenging conventions and capturing the hearts of listeners around the world.
Runnin' Wild
The Syrphids
The swing creaks in the yard long since rusted down
We raced the wind 'til the sun hit the ground
The world was small but it felt so wide
Every secret path we would try to hide
Those days they fade but linger still
Like echoes soft behind the hill
We were runnin' wild barefoot in the rain
No thought of tomorrow no sense of the pain
Laughter in the distance calling our names
Time moved slow but it slipped away
The treehouse crumbled the paint peeled thin
But we climbed it high just to feel the wind
We told ourselves we’d never leave
But dreams grow up just like the trees
Those days they fade but linger still
Like echoes soft behind the hill
We were runnin' wild barefoot in the rain
No thought of tomorrow no sense of the pain
Laughter in the distance calling our names
Time moved slow but it slipped away
The road ahead is paved with change
But those roots they still remain
The swing creaks in the yard but we’ve moved on
Still hear the laughter though the days are gone
CREDITS
Performer: The Syrphids
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.