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Faded Picture of Us...
Greta Falk
Verified Artist
Greta Falk
Meet Greta Falk - a woman who writes letters to the world in the form of melody, one coffee cup at a time. Best known for her achingly beautiful duet, "Faded Picture of Us (Nova Grip)", Greta's music dares you not to feel.
Once a humble barista, Greta swapped her Americano for Allegros, her caramel macchiato for concertos. Working the espresso machine in a little café back in her hometown, she spent her spare time spinning a web of storytelling, uncovering the lyrical undercurrents in the daily grind of coffee beans. Vienna was just a faded picture on a postcard then, an elusive dream that seemed light years away.
Greta's big break came after an impromptu performance in the café, grabbing the heartstrings of a customer who happened to be a music producer on a caffeine kick. Next thing she knew, she was packing her passport alongside her piano sheet music. Soon after settling in Vienna, Greta would tie the knot with the city and her newfound love. So if you thought romance was only found in a Vienna coffee house with a slice of Sachertorte, allow “Faded Picture of Us (Nova Grip)” to change your mind.
In a world where pop music often relies on sugar-coated hooks, Greta Falk’s songwriting serves up a double espresso – unflinching, raw, and undeniably addictive. So here's to Greta, crafting symphonies one coffee bean — I mean note, at a time. This woman not only proves that it's never too latte to follow your dreams but also that behind every successful artist, there’s substantial amount of caffeine. Greta definitely knows her art just as well as her coffee art!
Faded Picture of Us (Nova Grip)
Greta Falk
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Ooh ooh)
Yeah
Oh oh uh-huh
(Whoo)
I thought I was done with you mmh
Then I read the messages (Ooh ooh) I
(Fell out yesterday just to slide for you)
Baby days just go on
I need a time machine for us (Slide for you)
(fallen out yesterday just to slide for you)
Again it's a feeling it won't last
(Ah ah ah ooh)
A faded picture from the past
(Ah ah ah ah)
Girl my heart won't lie
(Ah ah ah ah)
Every time I close my eyes (Yeah)
it's on my mind
Another chapter that's gone
World stops spinning yet life goes on
Girl days just come and go (Ooh ooh)
We can't get back I need a time machine ah
Again (Oh) it's a feeling it won't last (Ooh)
(Fell out yesterday just to slide for you)
A faded picture from the past
Girl my heart won't lie
(Fallen out yesterday just to slide for you)
Every time I close my eyes (Yeah) it's on my mind
Again (Yeah) it's a feeling it won't last
(Fell out yesterday just to slide for you)
A faded picture from the past (I miss you girl)
Girl my heart won't lie (Yeah)
Every time I close my eyes (Yeah) it's on my mind
A long time (Ooh ooh) it's a long time comin'
I've waited in the doorway for you
Till the end of time (Oh) I'll be yours forever
My best friend in another life
Again (Oh) it's a feeling it won't last (Ooh)
A faded picture from the past (Ah)
Girl my heart won't lie (Ah)
Every time I close my eyes (It's been a long time girl)
Again (Oh) it's a feeling it won't last
A faded picture of our past (Ooh)
Girl my heart won't lie
Every time I close my eyes it's on my mind
(It's been a long time)
CREDITS
Performer: Greta Falk
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Elevate
Hamartia
Verified Artist
Hamartia
Hamartia, born Juliet Steiner, grew up in a strict Catholic family in Dublin, where expectations were high, and tradition ran deep. From an early age, Juliet knew she was different, but her family’s reaction to her sexual orientation was anything but supportive.
Feeling isolated and misunderstood, she sought solace in Greek mythology, where she discovered the concept of hamartia—a tragic flaw that often leads to downfall in ancient stories. Embracing the name Hamartia became her way of owning her identity and turning pain into strength, using it as a symbol of defiance against the societal norms that tried to suppress her.
Her move to Dublin’s vibrant underground music scene gave her the freedom to truly explore her voice. Hamartia quickly stood out for her unique vocal techniques, blending haunting tones with an emotive, almost ethereal quality that captivates listeners.
Her style, a mesmerizing fusion of Amplified Heart and pop dance, reflects both her inner turmoil and resilience. Each performance feels like a cathartic release, with her vocals carrying the weight of her past while moving toward something liberating and triumphant.
Hamartia's music doesn’t shy away from the complexities of love, loss, and self-discovery. Tracks like "I Don' Know" and "Eyes Wide Open" speak to the tension between vulnerability and empowerment, a delicate balance she has mastered through her songwriting.
Now a rising figure in Dublin’s pop dance scene, her unapologetic artistry resonates with fans who find strength in her journey. And as she continues to perform in venues across the city, Hamartia’s star keeps rising, proving that sometimes our flaws, real or perceived, are what make us truly extraordinary.
Elevate
Hamartia
(Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh)
Can you feel how the fire starts to rise?
Heat is getting closer burning deep behind my eyes
Can you hear how the rhythm pulls me in?
Beating like a signal calling louder than the wind
Elevate
Can you feel how the fire starts to rise?
Heat is getting closer burning deep behind my eyes
Can you hear how the rhythm pulls me in?
Beating like a signal calling louder than the wind
Elevate
Elevate
Elevate
Elevate
Elevate
One more step and there's no retreat
One more step and there's no retreat
One more step and there's no retreat
One more step and there's no retreat
One more step and there's no retreat
Cross the line
One more step and there's no retreat
Cross the line
Can you feel how the fire starts to rise?
Heat is getting closer burning deep behind my eyes
Can you hear how the rhythm pulls me in?
Beating like a signal calling louder than the wind
Elevate
Elevate
Elevate
CREDITS
Performer: Hamartia
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Falling
Sienna Marlowe
Verified Artist
Sienna Marlowe
Born and bred in the heart of Italy, Sienna Marlowe is a singer whose voice echoes with the rich history and timeless elegance of her homeland. As a child, Sienna would trespass into deserted train stations, her little voice echoing off the crumbling walls and intertwining with the rusted whispers of the forgotten railways. Her imagination would paint these forlorn shrieks of metal and dust into an imagined symphony of applause, encouraging her to believe in a world where silence spoke volumes and the stillness of an abandoned platform could become her music's grandest stage.
Passionate and prodigiously talented, Marlowe saw the world through a unique lens, where dreams danced in every corner. Her breakthrough hit, "I'm Not The One," captures this spirit perfectly, weaving a tale of love and perhaps a dash of Italian dramatic flair into an unforgettable, raw, powerful ballad. This song, much like Marlowe's career, is a testament to her innate ability to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary, transforming everyday experiences into melodies that tug on heartstrings and tickle the soul. As a music biographer, you can't help but tip your hat to Sienna, who just might shout "Bravissimo!" at a rust-caked railway track, and you'd better believe it would be the most melodious cheer you've ever heard.
The heart of Sienna Marlowe's story is as simple and as complicated as a rusted railway line - it's about finding beauty in the abandoned, and a voice in the silence. Her journey from that deserted train station in Italy to the glamorous spotlight of international fame is a captivating symphony in itself. Hopping on this train of her musical journey, it's impossible not to sway along to the endearing rhythm of Sienna's life, one that serenades us with the notion that music truly knows no bounds – not even a "Do Not Enter" sign at an old train station.
Falling
Sienna Marlowe
Don't know when it'll fall away
Lighting up just to light the way
Another town on an endless road
And if I go
I hope you will forgive me
Mama
I hope you found your peace
In the place of your taming
Baby
I hope you think of me
The lighter click and the bottle top
The colored sky is now charcoal fog
And somehow
I'm still a child
With the wildfire
I hope you will forgive me
Mama
I hope you found your peace
In the place of your taming
Baby
I hope you think of me
Against all odds
Still stand tall
Tripped and fell
I made a call
And I got back up
Though I'm seasick and half-forsaken
Got one good hand for the other breakin'
And at times
Too much
But
Baby
I'm fallin'
In your arms
I could feel my fate
But the swaying never goes away
And now the girl sits on goat hill
She's mine now still
CREDITS
Performer: Sienna Marlowe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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But North Keeps
The Absents
Verified Artist
The Absents
The Absents are a four-piece synth-pop and modern disco-pop band hailing from Brighton, on the south coast of the United Kingdom. The lineup consists of Elliot Kane (vocals), Ryan Whitford (keyboards & production), Callum Price (bass guitar & synth bass), and Jamie Harlow (guitar & backing vocals). The four met in 2018 at a local music festival, where a late-night jam session revealed a shared passion for blending the melodic elegance of 80s synth-pop with the energy and polish of modern pop production.
Deeply influenced by the infectious hooks and emotive energy of Erasure, The Absents quickly began writing together, crafting songs that pair bright synth textures with tight bass grooves and subtle funk undertones. Their early rehearsals took place in a modest studio near Brighton’s seafront, a space that soon became their creative sanctuary and the birthplace of their signature sound.
In 2019, the band released their debut single, which found its way onto local radio playlists and began circulating through London’s club scene. Known for their vivid light shows, charismatic stage presence, and danceable, high-energy sets, The Absents built a reputation as one of the most exciting new acts in the UK’s pop landscape.
Today, The Absents continue to bridge nostalgia and modernity, reaching audiences far beyond the British Isles. Elliot’s commanding yet soulful vocals, Ryan’s shimmering synth arrangements, Callum’s deep, driving grooves, and Jamie’s melodic guitar lines come together to create a live experience that is as unforgettable as it is electrifying.
But North Keeps
The Absents
Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
Morning stations breathe a scent of iron
Words melt in my hands like shards of ice
Even when I speak it’s someone else’s song
Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn
This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else
Cracked windows hold the faces of other lives
Salted bread is torn with prayers I can’t translate
I keep the roofs of distant houses in my eyes
But the mailbox stays empty — no one arrives
Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn
This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else
A ticket in my pocket
Its destination still a stranger
Maybe it’s one-way out
Or just another foreign land
Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
And I keep walking without a border to cross
CREDITS
Performer: The Absents
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Call My Name
Sofia Lindqvist
Verified Artist
Sofia Lindqvist
Sofia Lindqvist is a unique musical tour de force born to an engineer father in Slovakia. Raised in the heart of Bratislava, she embodies an enviable fusion of technical brilliance and ebullient creativity.
Growing up, Sofia was the kind of kid who hummed symphonies while dismantling radios—much to her father's chagrin, and her mother's delight. From a young age, she fell under the spell of electronic music, a passion fuelled by her father's meticulous engineering and the city's vibrant music scene. Early whispers say that Sofia was so entranced by the metropolis' sounds she would insist to recreate the rhythm of the city traffic during her piano lessons.
However, it wouldn't be until her tenure as a kindergarten teacher that Sofia really began melding the worlds of sound and circuitry. After realizing that her classroom renditions of 'Old MacDonald' paled in comparison to a foot-stomping techno beat, Sofia decided to combine her love of electronics with her obsession for music. Her electrifying rhythms and harmonic melodies soon saw her swapping out nursery rhymes for nightclubs, becoming the city's beloved "Techno Teacher."
Sofia's song "Liberate", a hypnotic blend of thumping base and riveting electronic sounds, has become the most treasured track in her musical repertoire. It tells a captivating story of liberation, evoking the freedom Sofia found when she ditched the training wheels of traditional music and glided into the world of electronica. Whether she's blasting tunes at Bratislava's liveliest venues or tinkering with a sequencer in the back of her classroom, Sofia Lindqvist continues her symphony of life, one pulsating techno beat at a time.
Call My Name
Sofia Lindqvist
Sailing faraway
Like a memory
It's time for me to go home
The tides are calling my name
Call my name
This note in my bottle
Hopefully into the hands of someone like you
You'll find it in tomorrow
And call my name
Call my name
Call my name
A message from the past
A writer unable to gasp
The words they had left undeclared
So cruel and unfair
The audience hears
The struggling echoes
It travels through
Whichever city you are
Just so you'll hear
You called my name
You called my name
You called my name
You
This note in my bottle
These words will enlighten you
And once that the time is for you
It's time for you to go home
The tides are calling your name
Call my name
Call my name
CREDITS
Performer: Sofia Lindqvist
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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I’m Breaking Out
Kara Vellin
Verified Artist
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.
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
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Golden Run
Yuna Lee
Verified Artist
Yuna Lee
Yuna Lee is a rising K-Pop solo artist whose magnetic voice and vibrant style are capturing hearts across the globe. Born and raised in Seoul, she grew up surrounded by music, blending traditional Korean influences with the modern pop and R&B sounds she discovered online. Her artistry reflects both her cultural roots and her forward-looking vision, creating songs that are as emotionally resonant as they are irresistibly catchy.
Her debut single, Golden Run, is a high-energy anthem that fuses shimmering synths, punchy beats, and uplifting melodies. The track captures Yuna’s fearless spirit—celebrating ambition, self-belief, and the unstoppable momentum of chasing one’s goals.
Available exclusively on Filodyo, Golden Run introduces Yuna Lee as a fresh and dynamic voice in the K-Pop scene. With her powerful performances and captivating stage presence, she is set to become one of the most exciting new names to watch.
Golden Run
Yuna Lee
Yeah… uh
Na na na na… na na na
Mmm let’s go
Step in the light all eyes on me
Walk through the crowd like destiny
Shadows move slow I move free
Every heartbeat’s my melody
Spin it turn it keep the pace
Golden fire on my face
Every step’s a little thrill
This is mine it always will
Na na na na… I’m on that golden run
Na na na na… my moment’s just begun
Na na na na… can’t stop what I’ve become
Na na na na… I’m on that golden run
Shine in my eyes glow in my mind
Nothing to lose only time
Every glance feels like a sign
World in my hands I align
Spin it turn it keep the pace
Golden fire on my face
Every step’s a little thrill
This is mine it always will
Na na na na… I’m on that golden run
Na na na na… my moment’s just begun
Na na na na… can’t stop what I’ve become
Na na na na… I’m on that golden run
Hold it feel it — I’m alive
Take it higher touch the sky
Move with me side by side
We’re forever in this vibe
Na na na na… I’m on that golden run
Na na na na… my moment’s just begun
Na na na na… can’t stop what I’ve become
Na na na na… I’m on that golden run
CREDITS
Performer: Yuna Lee
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Rush
Zayne Archer
Verified Artist
Zayne Archer
Zayne Archer is a boundary-pushing alternative pop artist known for his electrifying soundscapes and cinematic storytelling. Blending pulsing synths, raw vocals, and immersive production, he crafts songs that feel like adrenaline-fueled journeys through neon-lit nights.
Born in a city that never sleeps, Zayne grew up surrounded by the hum of technology and the restless energy of the streets. His music reflects that tension—between chaos and control, between the past and the unknown future. With "Rush," his latest single, he captures the thrill of breaking free, a sonic dive into the moment where hesitation vanishes and the only way is forward.
Unapologetic, relentless, and charged with emotion, Zayne Archer is more than just a musician—he’s a force in motion.
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Rush
Zayne Archer
You ever feel like… everything’s just waiting to break?
Like the air is charged the ground is humming?
No map No guide Just the rush—
Frequencies twist through the air
Signals lost but we don’t care
Glass reflections shift and break
Every risk is ours to take
Wires hum beneath our skin
Circuits glow pull us in
No escape no rewind
(Oh-oh-oh)
Rush collide feel the spark
Running fast through the dark
No more doubts no more chains
We are fire in the rain—hey! (whoa-oh!)
Moving faster pulse in sync
Gravity’s a faded link
Rules dissolve like vapor trails
Every step rewrites the tale
Wires hum beneath our skin
Circuits glow pull us in
No escape no rewind
(Oh-oh-oh)
Rush collide feel the spark
Running fast through the dark
No more doubts no more chains
We are fire in the rain—hey! (whoa-oh!)
No echoes left to guide us home
We build the path we walk alone
No end in sight no need to know
Just let go—(oh-oh-oh!)
Falling forward hands untied
Diving deep into the night
No regrets no space no time
Just the sound of hearts aligned
CREDITS
Performer: Zayne Archer
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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This Isn’t Love
Chris Nate
Verified Artist
Chris Nate
Meet Chris Nate, the alternative tunesmith you've probably never heard of, but will soon be unable to live without. Emerging from the vibrant music scene of Nashville, this little-known troubadour is steadily carving a niche for himself in the wide world of alternative music.
Chris is notoriously bashful about his origins but will tell you this: the fundamental building blocks of his music lie not in Nashville's sing-and-clap heartland, but on the rhythmic streets of his namesake city, Natchitoches, Louisiana. Every song seems to skate effortlessly across bayou blues and backwater folk rock, all while maintaining the ebullient tone that is so very Chris Nate.
It's no surprise that this seemingly scattershot blend of influences works so well given the success of his track, "This Isn't Love." A merry jaunt that dares to ask, 'What if love was more like playing jazz on a banjo in space?’ Delivered with a wink, a nod, and most crucially, a tie-dye shirt, the song is a festival of joy that will have listeners tapping their feet while crying laughter tears.
So, grab your headphones and give Chris Nate a spin. Here’s an artist whose music won’t just tickle your ears, but might just tickle your funny bone as well. He's serving up slices of life with a side of melody, and it's a recipe that's simply too tasty to resist. And if that isn’t love, well, this isn’t a biography. Or is it? Chris Nate might make you question everything. Everything except for his expertise in creating cheerfully menagerie tunes, that is.
This Isn’t Love
Chris Nate
Your keys on my floor like secrets we ignore
Talk cheap in the kitchen but silence said more
Late bites blurred lines
We orbit what we can’t define
And I don’t ask you to stay
But you never walk away
Ooh—ohh—caught in that delay
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
The door’s half closed your shadow blends
Routine strangers no need to pretend
Unread texts skipped calls
But still I’m there when you fall
I won’t hold out a map
You keep tracing the gap
Mm—yeah—holding what we lack
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
Words don’t heal in stereo
We play roles we’ll never know
But I’d still let it repeat—mmm—aah
Ahh—mmm—breathe in the mess
Still tethered nothing less
[Final Chorus]
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
(Uhh!) crash not intent
CREDITS
Performer: Chris Nate
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Another Shot
Melly Rich
Verified Artist
Melly Rich
Melly Rich, born to a Lebanese family in Amsterdam, grew up surrounded by two worlds: the culinary brilliance of her father, Chef Khaled Rich, and the rich cultural heritage of the Middle East. Her father is the head chef of La Maison des Délices, one of France’s most prestigious Michelin-starred restaurants, known for its fusion of French and Middle Eastern flavors. Despite her father's fame in the culinary world, Melly's passion led her down a different path.
Though her family assumed she would follow in her father’s footsteps, Melly was captivated by music from a young age. With her father’s full support, she began singing, though her formal education took her into the world of architecture at the University of Amsterdam.
Balancing her studies with her love for music, Melly began to develop a unique sound, blending her Middle Eastern roots with the vibrant energy of Western pop. Her breakthrough single, "Damn, I Wish I Were in Istanbul", captures this fusion perfectly. The song carries hints of oud and traditional Arabic rhythms, interwoven with modern pop beats, creating a bridge between two worlds. It’s not just a catchy tune—it’s a love letter to her cultural identity, filled with nostalgia for the warmth and chaos of the Middle East, while reflecting her cosmopolitan life in Europe.
The song quickly gained attention, especially for its atmospheric vibes that pull listeners into a dreamlike vision of Istanbul, with its bustling bazaars and shimmering Bosphorus views.
Melly's ability to infuse her music with Middle Eastern influences sets her apart in the global music scene, and though she’s still juggling her architectural studies, there’s no doubt that music is where her heart truly lies. With the world now watching, Melly Rich is on her way to becoming an international sensation, blending cultures and genres like her father blends flavors at his famous restaurant.
Another Shot
Melly Rich
do not be afraid- this is not fm
you're on filodyo
Sitting in my jail cell
Eating my beans
And I'm going to hell
If you know what I mean
'Cause I was guilty as charged
On that dark night
But now I'm here
And I want to make things right
I've been here before
Knocking on heaven's door
But I'm gonna try once more
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
I had my first day out
Back on the streets
With nothing in my pockets
But a pair of keys
So I put them in the ignition
Of a new Cadillac
And I went cruising
Down the tracks
I've been here before
Knocking on heaven's door
But I'm gonna try once more
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
It's my time to shine
And I ain't gonna stop
It's my time to shine
'Cause I got another shot
CREDITS
Performer: Melly Rich
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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There is Power in R...
Nadia Petrova
Verified Artist
Nadia Petrova
Sit back, close your eyes, and let Nadia Petrova's dancy beats stir your soul. Heralding from the land of vodka and chilly winters, this indie dance titan is brewing storms with her ethereal vibes and boogie-powered anthems.
Gymnast by day and club sensation by night, Nadia's life is as rhythmic as her pulsating dance tracks. Originally intending to represent her motherland in a sporting event, the rhythmic allure of the synthesizer provided a detour, and she hasn't looked back since. A sucker for routine, she realized that there is intrinsic beauty in repetition—thus was born the mega-hit "There is Power in Routine."
Her music is a paradox, as comforting as the predictable tick-tock of a clock, and as thrilling as a train ride through strobe-lit tunnels. Nadia brings cheer disco-jumping out of her turntable, crafting happy dance tunes that are as infectious as the common cold.
Nadia Petrova is certainly not your average Russian spy. Injecting the world of dance music with a hearty dose of happiness, her infectious and playful beats revive the spirit of an ancient Russian proverb: "Who does not jump, is not Russian." Dance on, comrades!
There is Power in Routine
Nadia Petrova
Life is only fun with a plan
Like a working woman the way I'm back again
With every morning goin' to a tango
Hella cute in my heels and I glide it solo
There is power in routine
Strong woman in the street
Sets me free
Liberty
There is power in routine
Our getaway is tailored up tight
You beg for an escape and there's no thought behind those eyes
Go again and again and again 'cause I like
Ooh I like
There is power in routine
Strong woman in the street
Sets me free
Liberty
There is power in routine
Mmh
Ooh
Mmh
Ooh
There is power in routine
Strong woman in the street
Sets me free
Liberty
There is power in routine
CREDITS
Performer: Nadia Petrova
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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