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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: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Memories
Hazel Vaughn
Verified Artist
Hazel Vaughn
Hazel Vaughn: The pop belle with a twangy accent who managed to steal the hearts of the indie world. She’s the chirpy nightingale from Virginia, whose lyrics remind you of dog-eared diary pages, scribbled in the golden hues of bygone days.
Unlike your cookie-cutter pop stars, Hazel's got a voice that's as rich and comforting as Southern sweet tea. She waltzes between woeful tales of love and nostalgia seasoned with notes of jingle-jangle pop. Everything from her honey-soaked vocals to her homespun charisma wraps you in a joyful yearning, a testament to her unparalleled knack for audio storytelling.
By far, Vaughn's standout track "Memories" has cemented her place in listeners' hearts. It's a deceptively breezy jam, packed with her knack for tugging both heartstrings and guitar strings alike. Underneath the playful tempo, you can almost hear the nostalgia dripping out, invoking halcyon summer days and resurrecting ghosts of first loves.
Our Virginia story-weaver embodies what it means to be a pop artist with depth, warmth, and a pinch of sweet Southern charm. Where Hazel Vaughn goes, an addictive serenade of happy nostalgia follows–humming reminders of memories we thought we'd lost, but dance upon hearing her tunes. The tales continue to spiral through song. Let's all lend an ear, shall we?
Memories
Hazel Vaughn
I have limited information
Flowers in oil
People in formation
For all the things they stole
All you want to whistle
Kettle on the stove
Together with some tea
Purple and gold
Oh this town is empty
And you are a ghost
Oh this town is empty
And you are a ghost
All you have is this skin
And what you taught me
And how you made a mark on all these things
You meant everything
I have trouble breathing
New town
New number
You were eighteen
I'll be crawling under
Oh please do not sleep here
Tell me the truth
You should have disappeared
But I fell for you
Oh this town is empty
And you are a ghost
Oh this town is empty
And you are a ghost
CREDITS
Performer: Hazel Vaughn
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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VIP (feat Trey C)
Skye
Verified Artist
Skye
Skye is a Korean-born pop sensation who now calls California her home. With a voice that blends vulnerability and power, she quickly rose from uploading covers in her bedroom to headlining stages across the West Coast. Inspired by both K-pop precision and Western pop freedom, Skye creates a hybrid sound that defies borders.
From heartbreak anthems to confident bangers, her lyrics speak to a generation raised on contradictions — soft yet strong, bold yet uncertain. Having trained in Seoul during her early teens, she carries the discipline of her roots while embracing the expressive energy of LA's music scene.
Often dubbed the “Pop Queen of Both Worlds,” Skye’s performances are emotional rollercoasters filled with glitter, synths, and raw truth. She’s not just building a fanbase — she’s building a movement.
VIP (feat Trey C)
Skye
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
Buzz on my phone — you typed “let’s slide”
I said “bass drops lasers good vibes”
No velvet ropes no guestlist or fee
Just you and me and a V-I-P scene oh-oh-oh
Do you crave me like I crave the night?
Do you glow when the tempo’s right?
We ain’t average we don’t do tame
This room’s ours — let’s light the flame
Let’s ride — to the edge of rhythm
No pride — just sparks and vision
Tonight — it’s a private show
We the stars now let the world know
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah red lights blinkin’ tempo's wild
VIP mood — we don't need no style
You walk in and the room obeys
This beat’s ours — no need to explain
No ties no limits no script
Just rhythm and lips that don’t quit
You twirl — and the world resets
We’re the climax no regrets
Hit me with your eyes
Ping me just one line
I know where your heart is
Let’s blur the borderline
Let’s ride — to the edge of rhythm
No pride — just sparks and vision
Tonight — it’s a private show
We the stars now let the world know
[Hook – both voices layered]
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
Say it once say it right
We ignite we ignite
Say it once say it right
We the night we the light
V-I-P…
CREDITS
Performer: Skye
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Gone Too Soon (feat...
Trevor Knox
Verified Artist
Trevor Knox
Trevor Knox, the hidden gem of Knoxville, is as much an enigma as he is a melody beast. Like a scrappy pop maestro, he's been serenading songbirds off their branches and sneaking symphonies into supermarket aisles.
Emerging from Knoxville's vibrant music scene like a rhinestone cowboy with a pop music bible, Trevor's zingy hooks and infectious melodies are said to make even the most mundane grocery shopping into an uplifting rom-com montage. An independent artist of many talents, he's in cahoots with the musical magicians of Filodyo - the innovative player that turns mundane shopping trips into musical escapades.
His most noted track, "Gone Too Soon (feat Lyla Grey)" is a tantalizing pop sensation, drenched in sun-kissed harmonies and happy vibes. It can lift the spirits even when you are lost among the maze of canned foods. It's a song Trevor insists was inspired by the sudden end to a two-for-one deal on his favorite crisps.
To hear Trevor Knox's music is to be handed a golden ticket into his quirky, joy-filled world - one where the beat is always thumping, the sun is perpetually shining, and the aisle music never, ever pauses. Be warned though: once you tune in, you might find yourself dancing down the dairy section!
Gone Too Soon (feat Lyla Grey)
Trevor Knox
A faded photograph
Can't take you back
Gone too soon
Gone too soon
A faded photograph (A faded photograph)
Can't take you back (Can't take you-)
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)
Gone too soon
Before I close my eyes
I see a vision of an angel
Guide them into the light
it's either heaven or Jermaine Dupri
This some shit I normally do not understand but it sound good
And do not worry
all that Gucci goin' with me
I swear (Yeah oh)
I know she was destined for greatness (Yeah)
Legend has it you can see her face in the pavement
Gave us s**t we never asked for
I'm thankful but angry
They ask me why I got the AFC in my family
I say "A faded photograph"
A faded photograph (Uh)
Can't take you back (Uh)
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)
Gone too soon
A faded photograph (A faded photograph)
Can't take you back
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)
Gone too soon (Look)
Oh my goodness gracious
I need gas and a Kit Kat (Kit Kat)
All these squares
how could you stare and not get that?
Pen is weapon of the century uh
Take it back to '63 (Ayy)
This is you this is me
A faded photograph
Can't take you back
Gone too soon
Gone too soon
A faded photograph
Can't take you back
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)
Gone too soon (Gone too soon)
CREDITS
Performer: Trevor Knox
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Weight On My Shoulders
Ashton Vance
Verified Artist
Ashton Vance
Ashton Vance, an Algerian-born, France-raised musician, is a name that carries some weight in the local music scene. An undisputed pillar of the independent circuit, Vance ropes in audiences with his stunning knowledge of music and undeniable love for funk. Known as much for his beat-dropping basslines as his witty onstage banter, Vance strikes the perfect balance between intensity and humor, just like your favorite high school gym teacher.
A dedicated football enthusiast, Vance once had dreams of becoming a pro on the field. Unfortunately, an injury cut his budding football career short but gave rise to his musical pursuits, marking the beginning of an unexpected detour into melodic wonderland. In a strange twist of fate, Vance entered the limelight. but with a microphone rather than a football at his feet.
His hit indie song "Weight on My Shoulders" echoes the struggle and triumph of his journey - from a wannabe footballer to a sought-after musician. The track is a testament to his ability to turn the mundane and the melancholic into musical gold. Crafted with Filodyo, his unmatchable style and impressive lyrical depth have managed to shoulder the weight of acclaim without buckling.
Vance's love for music is written all over his work, receiving praise from critics and fans alike. He may not have made it to the football field, but in the realm of independent music, Ashton Vance is very much a superstar. And to think that all it took was a sprained ankle and a broken record to jumpstart the journey of this funk fanatic – talk about a sliding tackle right into fame's goalpost!
Weight On My Shoulders
Ashton Vance
She's a faded memory now
Faded like the sunset in the west
She's a faded memory now
I know there ain't no way that I'll forget
The road comes in and the road goes out
I'm driving this truck all alone again
Just letting time slip away
Feel the weight of the highway in every step
She's a faded memory now
Faded like the sunset in the west
She's a faded memory now
I know there ain't no way that I'll forget
There ain't nothing darker than the night away from her
But there ain't no sound louder than the silence in this town
I don't know a weaker man than the one that I became
But I know what I've been going through now
This ain't no way
Heaven ain't got no say
And they raise the rent in hell from week to week
Out here
Time stands still
All we have is what we need and
All we are is under our feet
The road comes in and the road goes out
I'm driving this truck all alone again
Just letting time slip away
Feel the weight of the highway in every step
CREDITS
Performer: Ashton Vance
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2025 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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The Sweetest Tornado
Blake Felton
Verified Artist
Blake Felton
Despite sounding like a comic book alter ego, Blake Felton is anything but fictitious. Sure, the moniker is a cheeky assent to his fervent admiration for Blake Shelton, but our guy Felton wears his alias with a tireless charm that’s just as compelling as his given name, Alex. Drawing inspiration and maybe even a little mischievous wit from his country idol, he weaves an intrinsic thread of twang into his unique sound, establishing an undeniable presence in the rootsy pop-rock arena.
Blake Felton stories often come with a touch of humor, just like his catchy, because-why-not song titles. Take, for example, his hit single "The Sweetest Tornado”. It's as if he baptizes every storm he crosses paths with in the sugariest syrup, then serenades it with an infectious melody until it becomes more pop-chart-whirlwind than natural disaster. But don't let that fool you; beneath his nimble storytelling and pun-laden lyrics, Blake showcases a robust, soulful voice that conveys a depth of emotion beyond the jovial exterior. Immensely captivating, a bit heartbreakingly sweet, and always full of unexpected fun - that's Blake Felton in a nutshell. He certainly isn't Blake Shelton, but in a twist of fate tinged with irony, he just might end up becoming more talked-about than his namesake.
The Sweetest Tornado
Blake Felton
She blows into town on a street bike
With her hair done up in cornrows
Gets off the gas like a hot dam
Wearing all pink head to toe
She steps into the bar like a cannonball
All the folks turn around like an old saw
She orders three shots
Honey on the rocks
And a Manhattan in her straw
She ain't here for long but she still shows
People come and go but she always knows
She ain't one for crowds and she never bows
But she still sold every row
Said a bad word one time in a nightclub
Said "Oops
That's too far"
Always says thank you to the bartender
Always says "Please
" "Oops
That's too far"
She steps into the bar like a cannonball
All the folks turn around like an old saw
She orders three shots
Honey on the rocks
And a Manhattan in her straw
She ain't here for long but she still shows
People come and go but she always knows
She ain't one for crowds and she never bows
But she still sold every row
The summer nights
They call her name
The winter months
They call in vain
When she's there
People can't complain
The streets are flooded from the rain
She ain't here for long but she still shows
People come and go but she always knows
She ain't one for crowds and she never bows
But she still sold every row
CREDITS
Performer: Blake Felton
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Lost Inside
Jenny Star
Verified Artist
Jenny Star
Jenny Star is a British pop-dance artist known for her electrifying performances, powerhouse vocals, and emotionally charged songwriting. Blending syncopated rhythms with deep lyrical storytelling, she has carved out a unique space in the music industry, delivering high-energy tracks that pulse with raw intensity.
Born in London, Jenny grew up surrounded by a fusion of underground breakbeat and mainstream pop influences. From an early age, she displayed a fierce passion for music, writing her first songs as a teenager and experimenting with vocal phrasing that would later become her signature. Her breakthrough came when she independently released a viral track on social media, catching the attention of producers drawn to her hard-hitting vocal delivery and undeniable stage presence.
Her latest single, "Lost Inside" is a high-octane anthem that perfectly encapsulates her sound—driving breakbeat percussion, emotionally gripping verses, and a chorus that hits with syncopated fire. The song explores themes of identity, escape, and the struggle to find clarity in a chaotic world, resonating deeply with fans who connect with its hypnotic energy and heartfelt lyricism.
With a growing fanbase and a reputation for mesmerizing live performances, Jenny Star is not just another pop act—she’s a force redefining the boundaries of emotional dance music. Her music is a sonic rollercoaster, filled with tension, release, and a fearless authenticity that sets her apart in the modern music scene.
Jenny Star is more than just a rising star—she’s a movement, and the world is ready to listen.
Lost Inside
Jenny Star
Moonlight spills on empty streets
Traffic hums my heart repeats
Fingers trace the window’s chill
City moves but I stay still
Patterns shift and shadows play
Lost between the night and day
I hear your voice but not your name
Every step ignites the flame
Lost inside a fever dream (oh oh)
Colors crash they twist and gleam (yeah yeah)
Reaching out but space collides (oh no)
Gravity can’t break the tide (woah woah)
Curtains move the air is tight
Silent calls through wired light
Footsteps fade but walls still breathe
Memories caught they never leave
Patterns shift and shadows play
Lost between the night and day
I hear your voice but not your name
Every step ignites the flame
Lost inside a fever dream (oh oh)
Colors crash they twist and gleam (yeah yeah)
Reaching out but space collides (oh no)
Gravity can’t break the tide (woah woah)
Somewhere deep inside the glow
We exist but never know
Falling forward drifting wide
Caught between the turning tide
Soft rewind the moment breaks (mmm mmm)
Echoes left in silent wakes (ohh yeah)
Fingers trace where time once stayed
Vanished now but never fades
CREDITS
Performer: Jenny Star
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Memory Lane
Nico Laurent
Verified Artist
Nico Laurent
Hailing from the sprawling city of Chicago, known for its gusty winds and hearty deep-dish pizzas, the one and only Nico Laurent has been making waves in the musical landscape with his undeniable talent and contagious energy. Born to an imaginative mother who weaved narratives that enchanted Nico's world and a meticulous father whose precision for constructing circuit boards was only matched by his love for the blues. You could say Nico was born to rhythm, melody, and a healthy dose of storytelling. He began his magical sonic journey right there, in the sweet-spot between abstraction and engineering, affectionately known as creativity.
That journey led Nico to pen one of his most notable songs, "I'm Not The One," a tune that dances delightfully between heartbreak and hope, two relatable sides for many of his listeners. His songs mirror his life - filled with textures and nuances - which are as electrifyingly real as the Chicago skyline during a lightning storm. Perhaps it's his mother's storytelling gift that makes his lyrics so compelling, or his father's keen sense for balance that keeps his melodies ringing in your ear long after the song ends. Or maybe, just maybe, it's that cheeky grin of his that makes you think he might know a secret or two about life's grand design. Whatever the case, it's hard to resist the magnetic pull of Nico Laurent and his ever-evolving sound.
Equal parts witty word-spinner and evocative tunesmith, Nico proves that the apple doesn't fall far from the metaphoric tree (and by the sound of it, this apple picked up a guitar on its way down). Nico remembers sitting between piles of books and heaps of cables as a kid, writing stories about robot musicians or sketching out designs for flying guitars, and that imaginative spirit still fuels his music today. So, buckle in and hold onto your hat (the wind in Chicago doesn’t mess around, you know), because Nico Laurent is just getting started, and this is one ride you won't want to miss.
Memory Lane
Nico Laurent
This town is no stranger to me
No new pastures
Just better pasture memories
Human nature calling my name
Lights goin' out faster than 747's
Summers are colder now
Air feels dangerous
Small town stranger for now
Russian doll suitcase says one thing
That a lifetime of memories could never bring
They say she don't have much
You need weight to float things
Car's filling up
One thing she entertains
Swimmin' in Godlight
Floating down memory lane
Maps and posters
Letters from interstate
She gathers and disseminates
Board her plane
She watches her past
Nothing's meant to last
Russian doll suitcase says one thing
That a lifetime of memories could never bring
CREDITS
Performer: Nico Laurent
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Wired
The Heartbeaters
Verified Artist
The Heartbeaters
Meet the Heartbeaters, an endearingly nonchalant pair treading the pop-smeared pavements of our music scene. They add a sparkling new spin on that familiar pop fizz you just can't help but sip on.
Hailing from Humorsville, USA, the Heartbeaters are two blokes who serve pop tunes home-cooked with southern charm and laden with joy-generating particles. Their infectious melodies, cheekily described as "heart-pop", will likely enter your circulatory system and induce spontaneous toe-tapping, head-bopping, or whatever physical exercise tickles your fancy. Here's a personal favorite - try saying no to a track titled "Wired" without grinning like a Cheshire cat in a yarn warehouse. See? Impossible.
These chaps have a talent for injecting delight into your audio diet. They've got this 'happy virus' so potent that it makes the Grinch seem like your average party bouncer. The Heartbeaters, remember the name. They're the talented two-piece likely to prescribe you a daily dosage of dulcet euphoria and leave you craving for refills. Trust us, their sound is habit-forming.
Wittier than your average stand-up comedian, with tracks more contagious than your common cold, The Heartbeaters are two lads weaving infectious tunes thereby proving that not all heroes wear capes - some might just sport heart-shaped sunglasses and bass guitars.
Wired
The Heartbeaters
City’s alive but it’s running on fumes
Dreams stitched together in rented rooms
Eyes on the prize but the cost is steep
Promises made that we’ll never keep
Hours turn to minutes they slip through our hands
We’re building a kingdom on shifting sands
Caught in the rhythm can’t break away
Tomorrow’s a stranger but we’re here today
We’re wired to the sound of a restless beat
Living for the rush on these crowded streets
Hearts on fire but the glow won’t last
Running from shadows of a fractured past
Neon signs hum like a warning bell
Each broken dream another tale to tell
Feet keep moving though the road’s worn thin
Lost in a race we were born to win
Hours turn to minutes they slip through our hands
We’re building a kingdom on shifting sands
Caught in the rhythm can’t break away
Tomorrow’s a stranger but we’re here today
We’re wired to the sound of a restless beat
Living for the rush on these crowded streets
Hearts on fire but the glow won’t last
Running from shadows of a fractured past
And maybe one day we’ll find the line
Where chaos turns into the divine
But for now we’re the sparks that fly
Burning too fast to question why
We’re wired to the sound of a restless beat
Living for the rush on these crowded streets
Hearts on fire but the glow won’t last
Running from shadows of a fractured past
Fading echoes in the city’s hum
Chasing the pulse of what we’ll become
CREDITS
Performer: The Heartbeaters
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Strong City Woman
Viktoria Klein
Verified Artist
Viktoria Klein
Meet Viktoria Klein - the voice that's spreading joy across the alternative music scene with her infectious killer hooks and luminous personality. With her hit track "Strong City Woman" tearing up playlists, she's quickly becoming an essential fixture in the world of independent music.
Viktoria's journey to alt-pop goddess was anything but ordinary. As the story goes, she used to croon to sheep in her grandma's Yorkshire farm, using a pitchfork as a microphone- the sheep sure as hell didn't mind the free gig! This unorthodox "tour" harnessed her melodious chops, and the rolling English countryside became the stage where she honed what is now touted as "cripplingly delightful" tunes.
Klein's music mourns none and pleases many. Her "happy" mode of operation disguises the edgy undertone of her sound, striking a perfect chord between sunny optimism and biting realism. Listening to her tunes, you'll feel like you've been let in on a secret club - the kind that serves tequila at breakfast and sees exposed brick as the height of interior design. Each strum, every beat feels like Viktoria is sharing a personal punch-line; you practically hear her ironic chuckle as you navigate her audial landscape.
It’s near impossible to walk away from a Viktoria Klein track without a spring in your step or, at the very least, a glazed look of contentment. The alternative scene may be awash with talent but no one quite offers the Viktoria Klein experience – a merry romanticism that leaves heartache outside the nightclub door, making sure your ears are filled with nothing but good times. Watch out world, there’s a new 'Strong City Woman' in town!
Strong City Woman
Viktoria Klein
Closet full of dancing shoes God knows
Probably got the same tattoo somewhere
Dark roots on her light blue born with
Fire in the eyes like you but rules
There are rocks made from paper and
Statues that move
And there’s nothing wrong in her world
If she says it’s true
There are dove feathered angels
without wings who fly she let them
And a strong city woman
who can’t be confined not loveless
In six weeks there’s a new routine mapped out
Confetti and the sacred dark marked down
Fire is a cleansing bark without rules
You are starting in your light blue fire
Dancing over quicksand tides right now
In the light of your eyes
You’re about to delve in
Let yourself feel power
Your love is wealth you’re flying
You can’t be made outlawed
The city that you built
didn’t need doors in the first place
Use the grass in the fields
out there for your campsite
Maybe later you’ll be needed
back on the home base
Walls don’t mean anything
under the birdlines
Strong woman can’t be confined not loveless
CREDITS
Performer: Viktoria Klein
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Gravity
Celeste Rowan
Verified Artist
Celeste Rowan
Celeste Rowan is an emerging voice in the world of alternative pop, blending atmospheric synths with evocative storytelling. With a sound that merges dreamy electronic textures and raw emotion, Celeste crafts songs that feel both intimate and cinematic. Her latest release, "Gravity," explores the inescapable pull of connection—where love, fate, and desire intertwine in a hypnotic dance. Drawing inspiration from modern electronic influences and timeless melodies, she delivers a sound that lingers long after the music fades.
Gravity
Celeste Rowan
Shadows flicker on the midnight screen
A message left where the city leans
Fingertips trace static lines
Falling into coded signs
Signals bending hearts in motion
Lost between the waves devotion
A silent spark a hidden door
Something pulls us back for more
Feel the current pulling closer
Gravity can’t hold us over
Every second a new collision
No escape from this decision
Glitches hum beneath our breath
Distant voices dance with death
Mirrors show what we can’t see
Phantom touch electric dreams
Signals bending hearts in motion
Lost between the waves devotion
A silent spark a hidden door
Something pulls us back for more
Feel the current pulling closer
Gravity can’t hold us over
Every second a new collision
No escape from this decision
No words left just motion
Wired deep in this devotion
If we break we break together
Nothing’s built to last forever
Feel the current pulling closer
Gravity can’t hold us over
Every second a new collision
No escape from this decision
CREDITS
Performer: Celeste Rowan
Written by: Hakan E.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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