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Love's Labyrinth
Pop Art Dreamers

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Pop Art Dreamers
Hallmarked for their infectious dance floor anthems and vivid aural landscapes, Pop Art Dreamers is a nonconformist trio with a penchant for creativity. Hailing from the beating heart of Germany's club scene - Berlin, these multi-talented disk jockeys paint melodious masterpieces with their musical palettes.

Like three fairy tale brothers, bound by their shared love for bass beats and synth-pop, Pop Art Dreamers carved a niche for themselves amidst Berlin’s thumping underground EDM circuit. Their auditory ilk is a euphoric carnival blend that you can't help but surrender your gyrating hips to. Their sprawling pedigrees in music manifest themselves in every catchy hook and intoxicatingly groovy bassline.

Their most notable track, “Love’s Labyrinth," is a labyrinthine exploration into the ecstasy and heartache of romance, spun out through entrancing electronic beats, which manages to not only tug at your heartstrings but get your feet tapping faster than a Berliner's bratwurst on a grill. Each high-energy performance of Pop Art Dreamers delivers a joyous rave, leaving fans sweaty, satisfied, and calling for an encore.

An odyssey of happy vibes, fizzy spot-on humor, and remarkable tunes, Pop Art Dreamers is your go-to DJ outfit for a night of irresistible dance and indomitable frolic. Passionate, irreverent, and fiercely unique - they are the prolific pop art dream we didn't know we needed.
Track(s)
Love's Labyrinth 35549 03:33

Love's Labyrinth

Pop Art Dreamers


In the maze we’re lost we find
Heartbeats echo through the grind
Your touch a map to my soul
In your arms I lose control

Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
We spin we twirl we flow yeah
Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
Adrift but never slow oh

City lights they fade away
In our world we drift and sway
Mysteries in every kiss
In this dance we find our bliss

Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
We spin we twirl we flow yeah
Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
Adrift but never slow oh

Every step we take a spark
Every glance lights up the dark
Through the highs and all the lows
In love’s maze we always know

Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
We spin we twirl we flow yeah
Oh oh oh love’s labyrinth oh oh
Adrift but never slow oh

CREDITS
Performer: Pop Art Dreamers
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Halfway Honest
Rowan Grey

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Rowan Grey
Rowan Grey is an alternative R&B pop singer whose work resonates with emotional authenticity and sonic warmth. Known for his close-miked vocal style, Rowan's agile phrasing and subtle falsetto add layers of complexity to his music. His track "Halfway Honest" exemplifies his unique ability to weave together minimal Rhodes chords, rounded bass lines, and delicate nylon guitar details while incorporating subtle electronic textures that create a rich listening experience.

The themes of trust and honesty run deeply through Rowan's songwriting. He explores the bittersweet nature of relationships, balancing moments of vulnerability with hints of hopefulness amid sadness. Each track he releases invites listeners into an intimate space where they can reflect on their own experiences, making his music relatable and profound. The emotionally charged lyrics paired with minimalist production allow Rowan's voice to shine, creating a connection that lingers long after the music fades.

Collaborating with producer Hakan E., Rowan has carved out a distinctive sound marked by its lush instrumentation and poignant storytelling. His catalog, though still blossoming, reflects a commitment to crafting songs that speak to the human experience, engaging with feelings that are often left unspoken. As he continues to develop his artistry, Rowan Grey aims to leave an indelible mark on the independent music scene, inviting audiences to join him on this heartfelt exploration of life and love.
Track(s)
Halfway Honest 35047 02:57

Halfway Honest

Rowan Grey


I told you enough to calm your doubt
Left every harder detail out
Called it mercy called it care
But truth with holes is still unfair
You read my face before my words
Knew every answer had been curved
I kept the facts at arm's length
Then watched that distance take our strength

I cannot ask for trust again
Without admitting where I bent

I was halfway honest
That means halfway gone
I gave you selected pieces
Then asked you to hold on
I was halfway honest
You deserved the whole
No more careful versions
No more edited soul

I made excuses sound so clean
Kept my fault behind a screen
Said I wanted us to heal
While I hid what you could feel
You never asked for perfect proof
Only one complete hard truth
So here it is without defense
I broke our bond with half events

I cannot ask for trust again
Without admitting where I bent

I was halfway honest
That means halfway gone
I gave you selected pieces
Then asked you to hold on
I was halfway honest
You deserved the whole
No more careful versions
No more edited soul

If you leave I understand
If you stay I change my stand
Either way this much is true
I will not hide myself from you

I was halfway honest
That means halfway gone
I gave you selected pieces
Then asked you to hold on
I was halfway honest
You deserved the whole
Now you get the full truth
No more edited soul

CREDITS
Performer: Rowan Grey
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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I’m Breaking Out
Kara Vellin

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Kara Vellin
Getting your dance shoes on yet, you cheeky lot? Well, you better do, coz we're dialling up the groove with the effervescent Kara Vellin! Brimming with more electricity than that dodgy socket in your nan's garden shed, this dazzling diva hails from the pretend glitzy town of Vellinville.

You'll be hard-pushed to find a signpost to Vellinville on Google Maps, but trust us—it's right at the intersection of Powerhouse Avenue and Infectious Tune Terrace. This bustling burg pulses to Kara Vellin's contagiously upbeat rhythms, soundtracking back garden boogies, impromptu kitchen discos and wild dreams of freedom under the glittering disco ball.

"I'm Breaking Out" is Kara's iridescent calling card—close your peepers and watch her shimmy through your cerebrum like a day-glo dynamo. This dance floor princess's tracks are the aural equivalent of cracking open a neon piñata—there's a vibrant shower of happy in every beat. Is it confetti or synths raining down? Who cares, we’re all smiles here!

Throw a dart at a chart of dance music’s multiverse, and you'll hit something that Vellin has jubilantly commandeered for her own playground. So grab your glowsticks, drench yourself in biodegradable glitter and join our neon queen as she lights up the dance floor — Kara Vellin is in the house, and now, so are you.
Track(s)
I’m Breaking Out 72741 02:08

I’m Breaking Out

Kara Vellin


New shoes clean slate—
Steppin’ out can’t wait

Used to tiptoe used to fade
Your spotlight made my colors grey
Now I’m bright and walking bold
No more playing stories told

No need to whisper down my shine
I dance louder every time

This is mine (uh) all this light (yeah)
Took it back now I feel right (so right)
No more small no more doubt
Watch me spin I’m breaking out (woo!)

Head high beat flows—
That shadow? Gone like echoes

Didn’t ask but I was framed
Fit your mold but I won’t stay
Mirror cracked and I walked through
Now I’m framed in something true

Used to dim to let you rise
Now I glow in open skies

This is mine (mine) all this light (light)
Took it back now I feel right (feel right)
No more small no more doubt
Watch me spin I’m breaking out (uh-huh!)

Step for step I own this beat—
I’m the one you can’t delete

Hands up breath full
I’m not hiding I’m in control
Every move every beat—
Feels like I’m finally complete

CREDITS
Performer: Kara Vellin
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Fire in the Open Air
James Rolly

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James Rolly
Born in 1989 in Dayton, Ohio, James Rolly’s life was anything but straightforward. Growing up in a working-class neighborhood, he found himself drawn to music at an early age, learning his first guitar chords from an older cousin who played in local bars. But his teenage years spiraled into turbulence — run-ins with the law, school expulsions, and a revolving door of juvenile detention centers and rehabilitation programs marked his adolescence.

It was during a six-month stay at a rehab facility in Cleveland that James began writing his own songs, using music as a way to process his frustration and loneliness. The stark, confessional style of those early lyrics became the foundation of his artistic voice. He often says the rehab’s battered common-room piano was “the first place I ever told the truth.”

By his mid-20s, James was performing in small clubs across the Midwest, blending gritty Americana storytelling with modern soul and rock influences. His husky voice, commanding presence, and refusal to glamorize his troubled past earned him a loyal following. The shaved head, beard, and head tattoos became part of his unflinching image — a visual reminder of where he’s been and how far he’s come.

Today, James Rolly’s music reflects both the scars and the survival. From intimate acoustic sets to explosive full-band performances, he channels every ounce of his history into a sound that’s raw, magnetic, and unapologetically real.
Track(s)
Fire in the Open Air 317987 03:05

Fire in the Open Air

James Rolly


I’m walking through the noise and color
Every face feels like a secret sign
My heart’s a drum that won’t keep quiet
Every beat says “Boy this ain’t your time”

But I move I move with the rhythm
Even when the words don’t fit in

I got this fire burning in the open air
Every step says I belong somewhere
Don’t need a map I’ll find my line
Turning every street into my design

There’s laughter rolling out of doorways
Music pouring from a midnight band
I don’t know the song but I’m singing
Clapping to the beat like I understand

And I move I move with the rhythm
Even when the words don’t fit in

I got this fire burning in the open air
Every step says I belong somewhere
Don’t need a map I’ll find my line
Turning every street into my design

Maybe I’m lost but it feels like winning
Every wrong turn keeps my story spinning
If this is the game then I’m all in
Every note’s a place I’ve never been

I got this fire burning in the open air
Every step says I belong somewhere
Don’t need a map I’ll find my line
Turning every street into my design

And I move…
I move with the rhythm

CREDITS
Performer: James Rolly
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Almost Beautiful
Sand Castle of Ma

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Sand Castle of Ma
Sand Castle of Ma is a vibrant four-member indie rock band hailing from the lush landscapes of Seattle. The group, consisting of the charismatic vocalist Eli Stratton, guitarist Finn Mercer, bassist Leo Keene, and drummer Jasper Quinn, formed in a local coffee shop where they bonded over their mutual love for music and the arts. With their diverse backgrounds and experiences, each member brings a unique flavor to the band’s collective sound, creating a harmonious blend that resonates deeply with listeners.

The band’s debut track, "Almost Beautiful," captures the essence of their style—an exploration of the complexities of beauty and imperfection. Drawing on themes of introspection and emotional depth, Sand Castle of Ma weaves together melodic guitar lines with earnest lyrics that invite listeners to reflect on their own experiences. Their sound artfully combines influences from classic rock and contemporary indie styles, allowing them to carve out a niche that feels both fresh and familiar.

As they continue to evolve, Sand Castle of Ma aims to expand their catalog with more tracks that reflect their evolving identity. The chemistry among Eli, Finn, Leo, and Jasper fuels their creativity, promising an exciting future filled with dynamic performances and heartfelt music. With a growing fanbase and a distinctive sound, they are quickly becoming a notable presence on the indie rock scene.
Track(s)
Almost Beautiful 52081 04:44

Almost Beautiful

Sand Castle of Ma


Yeah
Almost beautiful

You left your shadow
On the passenger side
Like a quiet ending
At a red street light

I kept the moment
But I lost the weight
Of waiting for something
That was already late

Now days feel lighter
When the hope runs out
I hear my own voice
A little less loud

And I don’t hate you
That takes too much room
I just stopped turning
The sky into you

Maybe we were young
Maybe we were tired
Maybe love got lost
Somewhere in the wires

I don’t need a reason
I don’t need a sign
I just need tonight
To feel like mine

It was almost beautiful
Almost good enough
Almost like a movie
Almost like love

We were almost honest
Almost made it through
Almost had forever
Then forever moved

And I’m not broken
I’m just new
It was almost beautiful
Losing you

Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful

I saw your name
On a screen last night
It didn’t hurt me
Like I thought it might

Just a small old feeling
Passing through
Like a song from a car
That never stops for you

I walked for hours
Under changing signs
No big confession
No perfect line

Just a quiet freedom
I never planned
Like letting go
Without using my hands

Maybe we were close
Maybe we were blind
Maybe love looks better
From the other side

I don’t need an answer
I don’t need a fight
I just need my heart
To sleep tonight

It was almost beautiful
Almost good enough
Almost like a movie
Almost like love

We were almost honest
Almost made it through
Almost had forever
Then forever moved

And I’m not broken
I’m just new
It was almost beautiful
Losing you

I won’t call it wasted
I won’t call it wrong
Some people are chapters
That read too long

I won’t make you guilty
I won’t make me small
We were almost something
And that’s something after all

Almost beautiful
Almost true
Almost everything
I wanted with you

Almost beautiful
Almost gone
I can still remember
But I can move on

It was almost beautiful
Almost good enough
Almost like a movie
Almost like love

We were almost honest
Almost made it through
Almost had forever
Then forever moved

And I’m not broken
I’m just new
It was almost beautiful
Losing you

Oh-oh
Almost beautiful
Oh-oh
Almost beautiful

Mm
Almost beautiful
Losing you

CREDITS
Performer: Sand Castle of Ma
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Keep Me In That
Adam Lamo

Verified Verified Artist

Adam Lamo
Feeding off the neon pulse of Las Vegas, Adam Lamo has boogie-wired our hearts to irresistible dance beats like no one else. His music is more infectious than a hangover from an all-night disco party, and just as unforgettable.

Picture this: a youthful Adam, prowling the technicolor streets of Vegas, the city's rhythm flowing through his veins like liquid gold. With "Keep Me In That", Lamo masterfully bottled that dazzling, Frank Sinatra meets Calvin Harris vibe. The beats are sunnier than a Vegas summer heatwave and guaranteed to lift any moody blackjack player off their stool and onto the dancefloor.

Mr. Lamo whips up melodies that make choosing to sit out not an option, but a crime against fun itself. His music's joy factor hits harder than a final-round knockout; it's not just dance, it's happiness in audio form. Consider yourselves officially warned: surrender to the irresistible allure of Adam Lamo's beat, or risk a lifetime of being a total party pooper. Our lad from Vegas didn't just show up; he's here to make us dance 'til sunrise and beyond.
Track(s)
Keep Me In That 95524 02:48

Keep Me In That

Adam Lamo



Strangers in the backseat city hum’s a lullaby
Silhouettes in rearview glass fading with the sky
No confessions just the tension
Sipping on a moment we won’t define

And I pull the static closer
Your eyes say more than closure
Burning through the calm again—mmm ahh—yeah

We crash like it's art no frame can hold us
Running on fumes but the night still chose us
Pulse in sync no need for fate
Ooh—yeah keep me in that state
(Hey!) keep me in that—(uh!) state

Tuned to our own channel we’re no one's broadcast
We don't leave trails only moments that last
No compass no plans
Just two outliers with no demands

Every glitch is gold tonight
We’re wired for the fight or flight
Touch like gravity—hmm—aah—pulls me right

We crash like it's art no frame can hold us
Running on fumes but the night still chose us
Pulse in sync no need for fate
Ooh—yeah keep me in that state
(Hey!) keep me in that—(uh!) state

No rewind just loops we bend
Every second a means not the end
Not broken—just bent in rhythm

Hah—mm-mm—hah
Cold air warm static—
No words left just the habit

[Final Chorus]
We crash like it's art no frame can hold us
Running on fumes but the night still chose us
Pulse in sync no need for fate
Ooh—yeah keep me in that state
(Hey!) keep me in that—(uh!) state—woah

CREDITS
Performer: Adam Lamo
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.
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Unholy Race
Logan Vance

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Logan Vance
Meet Logan Vance: the rock and roll laureate of our generation and an audaciously independent artist from, where else, but the sin city itself, Las Vegas. This guitar slinging, wordsmithing, intergalactic hero seems to have been born solely to make his own harmonic storms in the very desert that taught him the rock and roll parlance.

His tunes are like his town - rife with stories about right turns in the wrong places, the neon gleam of casino nights, and the recurrent theme of chasing after reckless dreams. Our heady hero doesn’t just play music, he lives it, injecting every chord with a potent mix of knowledge, regret, passion, and a punchy dash of Vegas glitter.

All of which has found a strangely harmonious home on his signature track, "Unholy Race," a raging electrified commentary on social struggle depicting life as a grand, if unholy, race! This isn’t just music, it’s a heart on a sleeve diary from a guy who got hip to life in the neon haze of a Vegas sunrise.

But don't be fooled by his 'city of sins' background — on stage and in the studio, it’s all about the music for Vance. He might climb the heights of hedonism, but he always does it with a guitar in his hand, eyes on the sky, and feet firmly rooted in the arid, undying love for his music. Enter the Vance-Verse: equal parts witty, gritty, and every bit as glitzy as a Vegas-strip marquee.
Track(s)
Unholy Race 21608 01:52

Unholy Race

Logan Vance


I don't know what you want if you just complain a lot
Maybe all you want is all they got
They stealin' my voice like it's crack rocks
They try to slow me down just like I'm taking adderall
You ain't the one who took me to the top
Boom on the Zoom
Bop-bop-bop-bop
They out for my heart
Boy
Ha
Crop
Treat me like Patty Kane on a short shot
Pokemon
Pokemon
Pokemon
Gotta lay a lot
Gotta slay a lot

I'm runnin' a race that's unholy
They dump everything that they told me
Young winners
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Young victors
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Live it out in the middle of the world
Gotta lay a lot
Gotta slay a lot
Live it out in the middle of the world
Gotta lay a lot
Gotta slay a lot
I'm runnin' a race that's unholy
They dump everything that they told me
Young winners
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Slowly
Slowly

They out for my heart
Boy
Ha
Crop

I'm runnin' a race that's unholy
They dump everything that they told me
Young winners
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Slowly
Slowly

CREDITS
Performer: Logan Vance
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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You And I
Milano Roads

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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.
Track(s)
Dancing In The Starlight 34978 03:26
Reside In My Heart 30960 02:58
Trying To Reach You 28355 02:43
You And I 25953 02:30

You And I

Milano Roads



You and I we soar
Hearts entwined evermore
Through the storm we'll stride
Love's embrace our guide
Eternal flame inside

Together strong we stand
Hand in hand we'll expand
In your eyes I see
Destiny it's free
Our love infinity

Through the night we'll roam
Finding home not alone
Whispers soft like breeze
Through the trees our ease
Love's symphony please

You and I as one
Under sun we've spun
Boundless love we share
Everywhere in air
Forever we dare

You and I forever
Endless love endeavor
Through the years we'll fly
Side by side you and I

CREDITS
Performer: Milano Roads
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.
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HOT TRACK

Velvet Circuits
Mara Vale

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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 793 04:37
Velvet Circuits 3693 03:54

Velvet Circuits

Mara Vale


I saw your name in the window light
spelled out backwards on a passing bus
city heat on a borrowed bike
and a little bit of trouble looking back at us

You had a laugh like a camera flash
gone too soon but it burned the room
I had a heart with a broken latch
swinging open to a silver moon

We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin

Coffee cold on a rooftop stair
bassline leaking from a taxi door
You tied a ribbon in your midnight hair
said the future isn't hungry anymore

I was counting every exit sign
making maps out of ways to leave
Then you put your hand inside of mine
like a rhythm that remembered me

We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin

All my static turns to motion
all my caution learns to shine
There's a pulse beneath the pavement
keeping perfect crooked time

We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin

Velvet circuits in the crosswalk glow
Velvet circuits and the city knows
Velvet circuits when the morning spins
I keep coming back to begin

CREDITS
Performer: Mara Vale
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.
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Plastic Skies & Pap...
Romi Sage

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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.
Track(s)
Plastic Skies & Paper Towns 239695 03:26

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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Brick Lords

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Brick Lords
Hailing straight from the heart of Harlem, the notorious quintet, Brick Lords, has been serving up a potent cocktail of old school rap since their genesis.

An assemblage teeming with character, within this unique ensemble, we find Biggie Bricks (real name, Jamal Thompson), the de-facto leader and lyricist; Lil' Grout (born Angel Martinez), the charismatic hype man; Bricksy Ross (truly known as Desmond Jones), the mysterious trap-lord; Mortar Mike (Mike Johnson in the real world), the laid-back beat master, and Cinder "the Block" Parker (dubbed Clara Parker at birth), the feisty and soulful female vocalist who adds a unique twist to the group's sound.

The Brick Lords was born out of a shared love for rhythm, rhymes, and the raw, gritty atmosphere of their native Harlem streets, baptizing themselves Brick Lords because, well, they were originally just some kids slamming beats and rhymes on brick walls. And just as bricks fit one on top of the other, building something substantial, so too did the Brick Lords build something substantial out of their close-knit group dynamic.

Their music, a delightful blend of old school rap with a hint of modern-day flair, is lauded for its authenticity and palpable energy, resonating with audiences worldwide. Notably, their signature song "What's Going On (Clean)" quickly escalated to become an anthem for their generation, showcasing their genuine artistry while divulging the realities of life in Harlem.

Amidst punchy beats, witty lyricism, and a touch of brick-and-mortar realness, the story of the Brick Lords is as engaging as their music. Resolute in their ambitious deliverance of old school rap, these urban poets have cemented themselves into the solid foundation of Harlem's music scene, and dare we say it, they're brickin' amazing!
Track(s)
Hard Knock Life 76544 02:15
What's Going On (Clean) 25883 02:26
Tales from Harlem 38046 03:58

What's Going On (Clean)

Brick Lords


Yes
Way down
Way down
Way down
Way down
Whoo!
Way down
Way down
This a freeway song
We sell work
Bruh
We ain't on "wei chong"
We let 'em die homie
We don't weigh Chong
Way down
Way down
Battle [Allen?]
Way down
Way down
Don't take no breaks

Dawg
Bring them red eyes along
Dawgs 'sleep' on me
I prolly woke they moms
Homies reach on me then that's just close they arms
Way down
Way down
Y'all do this once a month

All my dawgs be trappin' like homies exiting pr-on
I used to play with that heart and made a pocket off strong arm
If I try to be LeBron then I ain't talkin' bout bron-bron [LeBron?]
Why you Qbs playing bond
We wanna salt again
On what?

Uhn
Folding s**t
Origami if you trynna front
Race a stripper booted up and make her come in the front
If I'd a buck on my homie
We'd a been done up the one

What's going on
Dawgies?
What's happening
Slim?
Why these motherfu***ers actin' like they're leupsum qualm?
Actin' like I ain't in here playing with scary homeboys
Actin' like they wanna go bat below on this

Yeah
Dawgs
We home
Ay yo
Get your girl
Dawgy
E'rybody came
Huh
Get your girl
Dawgy
Monday through Sunday
And I'm going out crazy me
Like 21 7 6 5 4 3
And I'm going off

I said
I was learning my numbers when yugonna stop playing (when you gonna stop playing)
Taking all of this time
Fuh? you're coming with me (you're coming with me)
What you think I'm for

Yes
Babygirl finally reaching on
Like twinkle twinkle
Little star
What you think
Huh
For me?

What's going on
Dawgies?
What's happening
Slim?
Why these motherfu***ers actin' like they're leupsum qualm?
Actin' like I ain't in here playing with scary homeboys
Actin' like they wanna go bat below on this

Oh
Babydoll finally reached the bottom
And nobody was alarmed
"Babygirl
It ain't that deep"
And now
Now look at the past
And they didn't pray at first

CREDITS
Performer: Brick Lords
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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