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Pages in the Groove
Ted Craft

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Ted Craft
Born in 1992 in Austin, Texas, Ted Craft grew up surrounded by a melting pot of musical influences — from the blues and country his father played on vinyl to the funk and disco his mother kept on repeat in the kitchen. By the age of 10, he was playing guitar and piano, and by 14 he was already performing at local open-mic nights. His natural stage charisma and ear for infectious melodies quickly set him apart from his peers.

After high school, Ted earned a scholarship to the prestigious Berklee College of Music in Boston, where he majored in Contemporary Writing and Production. During his time there, he immersed himself in pop and funk theory, honing his skills in arrangement, songwriting, and live performance. Berklee also gave him the opportunity to collaborate with musicians from all over the world, helping shape the eclectic yet polished sound he’s known for today.

Post-graduation, Ted moved to Los Angeles and began crafting his signature blend of sleek pop hooks, groovy basslines, and bright funk guitar riffs. His debut EP quickly caught the attention of both critics and streaming audiences, with its feel-good energy and polished musicianship.

On stage, Ted Craft is a showman through and through — dynamic, playful, and completely in command of his audience. Whether fronting a full band or delivering an intimate acoustic set, he brings the same infectious energy and precision that has made him one of the most exciting new names in the pop-funk scene.
Track(s)
Pages in the Groove 181906 03:09

Pages in the Groove

Ted Craft


I’ve walked into rooms where no one knew my name
Just a stranger with a pocket full of games
Every beat another chapter I could tell
Every move another spell I had to sell

Lights spin I’m reading the crowd
Hear my story as the bass gets loud
Oh-oh I’m not here to hide
I’m just letting my pages slide

These are the pages in the groove I’ve made
Pages in the groove yeah they never fade
Every step every night it’s a story played
Oh-oh that’s the life I’ve laid

There’s a bar in Berlin a floor in Madrid
Faces change but the rhythm never did
Bought a round for the table told a joke or two
They don’t know the truth but I gave them the view

Lights spin I’m reading the crowd
Hear my story as the bass gets loud
Oh-oh I’m not here to hide
I’m just letting my pages slide

These are the pages in the groove I’ve made
Pages in the groove yeah they never fade
Every step every night it’s a story played
Oh-oh that’s the life I’ve laid

If you read between the beats you’ll know my name
Every chorus is a frame in a bigger game
We all write on the floor tonight
And I’m just signing mine in the neon light [vocal run ad-lib]

These are the pages in the groove I’ve made
Pages in the groove yeah they never fade
Every step every night it’s a story played
Oh-oh that’s the life I’ve laid

Pages in the groove…
…and the night goes on

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Lost Inside
Jenny Star

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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.
Track(s)
Lost Inside 21877 03:27

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: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Runnin' Wild
The Syrphids

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The Syrphids
The Syrphids’ journey began in the vibrant streets of Birmingham, where their distinct sound emerged from a collision of personal influences and bold experimentation.

Each member brings a unique flavor to the band's overall dynamic—blending raw, emotive vocals with intricate guitar riffs, rhythmic basslines, and atmospheric synth layers. Their music strikes a balance between the unpredictability of alternative rock and the infectious melodies of indie pop, creating an eclectic sound that is both challenging and accessible.

What sets The Syrphids apart is their ability to navigate complex emotional themes, delivering lyrics that resonate deeply while still maintaining an undeniably catchy, crowd-pleasing vibe.

Their live performances are a spectacle of energy and emotion, where their chemistry as a band shines brightest. The Syrphids have a knack for turning intimate venues into electrifying spaces, with each song building on the momentum of the last.

Their setlists are carefully curated to take listeners on a journey—whether it's through soulful ballads that tug at heartstrings or high-octane anthems that ignite the crowd. This ability to command the stage has earned them a growing fanbase, not just in Birmingham but across the UK, with audiences captivated by their authenticity and musical craftsmanship.

As The Syrphids look toward the future, their ambitions are clear: to continue evolving their sound while staying true to the experimental roots that first brought them together. With several EPs already under their belt and plans for a full-length album on the horizon, the band is poised to break through to even broader audiences.

Their commitment to innovation, coupled with their undeniable talent, ensures that The Syrphids will continue to be a force in the indie music scene, challenging conventions and capturing the hearts of listeners around the world.
Track(s)
Never Barefoot 305644 04:14
I Carry Your Love 18980 02:54
Single Kiss 19097 02:57
Runnin' Wild 16078 02:30
Hold The Heart With Rap Version) 25343 04:25
Hold The Heart 23215 03:45

Runnin' Wild

The Syrphids


The swing creaks in the yard long since rusted down
We raced the wind 'til the sun hit the ground
The world was small but it felt so wide
Every secret path we would try to hide

Those days they fade but linger still
Like echoes soft behind the hill

We were runnin' wild barefoot in the rain
No thought of tomorrow no sense of the pain
Laughter in the distance calling our names
Time moved slow but it slipped away

The treehouse crumbled the paint peeled thin
But we climbed it high just to feel the wind
We told ourselves we’d never leave
But dreams grow up just like the trees

Those days they fade but linger still
Like echoes soft behind the hill

We were runnin' wild barefoot in the rain
No thought of tomorrow no sense of the pain
Laughter in the distance calling our names
Time moved slow but it slipped away

The road ahead is paved with change
But those roots they still remain

The swing creaks in the yard but we’ve moved on
Still hear the laughter though the days are gone

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Memories That Stay
Dax Merrill

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Dax Merrill
Imagine the grit and spirit of Seattle's best alternative music, colored with the blues of an often-drizzly city. Enter Dax Merrill, an artist who manages to distill the emotional richness of his surroundings into his melancholic masterpieces.

Dax hails from the birthplace of grunge, drawing upon the city's legacy with his murky, atmospheric guitar riffs and a voice that's gravelly yet beautiful. His music is an evocative blend of the gloomy skies and evergreen optimism of Seattle, weaved seamlessly within the fabric of his melancholic melodies.

From his mother's garage, he first strummed out the notes of a self-taught spells. His most notable song, "Memories That Stay", is a haunting testament to his past—a cathartic narration of his journey and a tribute to his resilient spirit.

Dax Merrill is as real as it gets, mates—unapologetically raw, generously insightful, undeniably talented. He's your heart's post-rain fog, the echoing muse on those sleepless nights. Listening to Dax is like tracing the outline of your own emotions, one chord at a time. So grab your headphones and let this Seattle-sound virtuoso take you on a sonorous adventure of an indie kind.
Track(s)
Memories That Stay 79553 02:49

Memories That Stay

Dax Merrill



If it was just about the missing
Then I'd be long gone
'Cause no one else has got me feeling
The way you did all along

But I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone
Yeah
And I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone

And it's those little things that make me smile
Yeah
I feel it every time you cross my mind
'Cause it's not about the things we could've been
It's about the memories we made
The memories that stay

You used to hate my bad decisions
And that I made 'em on my own
And all my efforts at forgiveness
I should've shown all along

But I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone
Yeah
And I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone

And it's those little things that make me smile
Yeah
I feel it every time you cross my mind
'Cause it's not about the things we could've been
It's about the memories we made
The memories that stay

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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What’s It Made Of?
LYA

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LYA
“If it doesn’t ask questions, it’s not music.”

LYA (pronounced “Lie-uh”) is a genre-defying artist from Berlin whose roots stretch from conservatory string quartets to the depths of fog-drenched warehouse raves. A classically trained violinist who once performed Vivaldi at age nine, she left formal music behind in her early 20s to pursue something more fractured, more real. What emerged was a sound as delicate as it is defiant—where harpsichords coexist with 2-step beats, and questions matter more than answers.

Her music exists in a liminal zone: somewhere between dance and disassociation, pop and poetry, cathedral and club. LYA often weaves spoken-word passages into her songs, transforming internal monologues into melodic mantras. Vocals—sometimes her own, sometimes spliced and AI-shifted—glide over textured layers of cello, muted synths, and ambient distortion. Think: if Imogen Heap grew up listening to Burial and wrote haikus in code.

LYA’s debut EP “Syntax of Sleep” was a quiet cult success among insomniac circles on Bandcamp, praised for its “introspective maximalism.” Her live sets, often accompanied by generative visuals and interactive lighting that reacts to audience movement, blur the line between concert and hallucination. She isn’t afraid of silence, nor of noise. Both, to her, are forms of rhythm.

LYA doesn’t write songs to explain. She writes them to wonder. “What’s It Made Of?”—her latest single via notfm—isn’t just a title. It’s a dare. A whisper in the hallway between thoughts. A reminder that meaning isn’t always the point.
Track(s)
What’s It Made Of? 211633 02:36

What’s It Made Of?

LYA


Woke up in a sentence I don’t remember writing
(uhhh)
My name’s on the wall
but it’s spelled with a “Y” now
weird

I tried to fold the sunlight into thirds
but it keeps leaking through the creases
Like—
was that ever the point?
(Hey!)
Did we name the silence just to fill it?

A blue cup a red sock a key with no lock
Mom said dreams don’t rot
but I found mold on the corners of mine
(yeah uh-huh)

What’s it made of?
(Lie?)
What’s it made oooooof?
Is this glass or just slow ice?
(what’s the—yeah)
If I bite it will it crack or cry?
(Haha—cry?)
I asked the mirror but she blinked
Twice

My coat is full of exit signs
but none of them point north
I sleep in the hallway between thoughts—
and that’s fine
Or it was
(Was it?)

Someone keeps leaving me notes
in a handwriting I don't remember learning
“Simplify”
“Unwind”
“Don't trust the tulips”

What’s it made of?!
(don’t tell me it’s hope again)
What’s it maaaade of?!
If it’s love why’s it shaped like a chair leg?
If it’s truth
why does it taste like batteries?

Whoa whoa—
Don’t go there
Not now
(NOT NOW!)

CREDITS
Performer: LYA
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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We Go Higher (ft Ka...
Mark Martian

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Mark Martian
Mark Martian is one of the most elusive figures in the music world, and his mysterious persona has left many fans wondering—could he really be from Mars?

Known for using the alias Martian Mark during his collaborations, this enigmatic producer has somehow managed to evade the spotlight completely. No interviews, no photos, no videos—Mark is practically a ghost. Some say it’s part of his brand, while others speculate wildly. Who knows?

Maybe while Elon Musk dreams of building colonies on Mars, Mark’s already here, quietly making beats after hitching a ride from the Red Planet’s first neighborhood.

Despite the secrecy surrounding him, one thing’s clear: Mark’s music speaks volumes. His deep house tracks pulse with interstellar vibes, his pop productions are out-of-this-world catchy, and his funk grooves are, well, otherworldly.

Whether he’s blending cosmic synths with soulful beats or dropping funk-infused rhythms, his style keeps listeners hooked and guessing. You can hear his work across platforms, but his music truly shines on Filodyo, where you might catch the next great Martian anthem—if he doesn’t beam it up first.
Track(s)
Run With the Fire 107695 02:49
Algo Rhthym 202123 05:32
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 104882 02:34
Runnin (feat Tae) 16633 02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen) 18237 02:52
Tell Me 20683 03:16
Memories 30173 05:12
Lonely Hearts 18940 03:02
Be Yourself 18236 02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day) 19414 02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield 19182 02:54

We Go Higher (ft Karen)

Mark Martian


Step in lights feelin' my mind
Drifting closer colors align
Pulse in sync hearts on the rise
Breaking free lost in your eyes

Let it drop don’t let it stop now
Every touch liftin' me somehow
Movin' slow glowin' bright
Fallin’ deep into the night

We go higher higher
Burning like a fire
Future now leave the past
We let go future bass

We go louder louder
Feel it like no other
No control just embrace
We let go future bass

Sounds fade rhythm flows
Skin to skin nobody knows
Blurred lines neon signs
Chasing moments lost in time

Turn it up don't slow it down now
Feel the rush we're alive somehow
Hold me close neon skies
Take me where forever lies

We go higher higher
Burning like a fire
Future now leave the past
We let go future bass

We go louder louder
Feel it like no other
No control just embrace
We let go future bass

CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
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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Run Gone Call Still
Nate Kessler

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Nate Kessler
Nate Kessler was born in 2003 in Billings, Montana, a place where the highways stretch for miles and the nights feel too quiet. He grew up in a rundown house on the edge of town, where his father worked as a mechanic and his mother sang old folk songs at a roadside bar. Music was always around—not in studios or lessons, but in the hum of car engines, the crackle of old radio stations, and the late-night melodies his mother would hum when she thought no one was listening.

As a kid, Nate spent hours in his father’s garage, picking up discarded metal and turning them into makeshift instruments, fascinated by the way sound traveled through objects. He taught himself to play guitar on a beat-up acoustic he found at a flea market, learning songs by ear and scribbling lyrics in a tattered notebook.

By the time he was 16, he was playing small gigs at diners and bars, earning just enough for gas money and late-night coffee. At 18, he packed his life into a backpack and left Montana, hitchhiking from state to state, crashing on strangers' couches, and performing anywhere that would let him. Cities blurred together—Seattle, Portland, Denver—until he found himself in a tiny basement studio in Chicago, recording a song with borrowed time and borrowed gear.

That song, Run Gone Call Stil, wasn’t perfect—it was rough, restless, and raw. But it caught fire. People connected to its unpolished honesty, its sense of movement with no clear destination. Now, Nate’s music carries that same energy—a mix of wanderlust, late-night reflections, and the quiet weight of leaving things behind. He’s not chasing fame. He’s chasing the next song, the next road, the next moment that feels real.
Track(s)
Run Gone Call Still 21526 03:29

Run Gone Call Still

Nate Kessler


Clock blinks—red light low glow
Hands shake—cold air don’t know
Steps loud—empty street bends
Phone rings—breathe in no send

Wait—too long night turns grey
Still—no sound lost my way

Run—feet numb sky don’t care (yeah)
Gone—no map just thin air (whoa)
Call—no name no one there
Still—keep on nowhere (oh-oh yeah)

Glass cracks—rain hits won’t stay
Doors close—fast moves one way
Head down—loud thoughts won’t end
Heart skips—wrong turn not then

Why stop?—no time no place
Keep on—no past no trace

CREDITS
Performer: Nate Kessler
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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Corazón en la Calle
Zaharela B

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Zaharela B
Zaharela B is a vibrant Latin artist whose music radiates the energy of the dancefloor and the streets alike. Born in San Juan, Puerto Rico, and raised between the Caribbean and Miami, she blends the infectious grooves of reggaeton with the warmth of Latin pop and the bold flair of carnival rhythms. Her sound is a celebration of movement, culture, and joy—rooted in tradition yet unapologetically modern.

Her debut single, Corazón en la Calle, bursts with a reggaeton/dembow pulse, playful sound effects, and call-and-response hooks that pull listeners straight into the party. Switching effortlessly between Spanish and English, Zaharela B brings an unmistakable charisma to every lyric, making her performances feel like a shared celebration.

Available exclusively on Filodyo, Zaharela B’s music is more than just a soundtrack for dancing—it’s an invitation to let go, live in the moment, and move with the beat. With her magnetic presence and unstoppable energy, she’s poised to become a defining voice in the next wave of Latin dance music.
Track(s)
Corazón en la Calle 165400 02:45

Corazón en la Calle

Zaharela B


Beep beep!
Vamos vamos!
Corazón en la calle woo!

Sun on the roof heat on the floor
Boots on the ground crowd wants more
Clap to the beat hips in time
Every little step feels so divine

Turn around bring it close
Hands up high let it show
Dale fuego dale ya
Move your body no se va

Corazón en la calle baila sin parar
Corazón en la calle ritmo va a quemar
Corazón en la calle noche sin final
Corazón en la calle siente el carnaval

Drums in the air bass in my veins
Sweat in the night dance in the rain
Spin to the left slide to the right
Every little move feels like flight

Turn around bring it close
Hands up high let it show
Dale fuego dale ya
Move your body no se va

Corazón en la calle baila sin parar
Corazón en la calle ritmo va a quemar
Corazón en la calle noche sin final
Corazón en la calle siente el carnaval

Beep beep!
Let’s go!
Clap clap!
Go low!

Corazón en la calle baila sin parar
Corazón en la calle ritmo va a quemar
Corazón en la calle noche sin final
Corazón en la calle siente el carnaval

CREDITS
Performer: Zaharela B
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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Never Barefoot
The Syrphids

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The Syrphids
The Syrphids’ journey began in the vibrant streets of Birmingham, where their distinct sound emerged from a collision of personal influences and bold experimentation.

Each member brings a unique flavor to the band's overall dynamic—blending raw, emotive vocals with intricate guitar riffs, rhythmic basslines, and atmospheric synth layers. Their music strikes a balance between the unpredictability of alternative rock and the infectious melodies of indie pop, creating an eclectic sound that is both challenging and accessible.

What sets The Syrphids apart is their ability to navigate complex emotional themes, delivering lyrics that resonate deeply while still maintaining an undeniably catchy, crowd-pleasing vibe.

Their live performances are a spectacle of energy and emotion, where their chemistry as a band shines brightest. The Syrphids have a knack for turning intimate venues into electrifying spaces, with each song building on the momentum of the last.

Their setlists are carefully curated to take listeners on a journey—whether it's through soulful ballads that tug at heartstrings or high-octane anthems that ignite the crowd. This ability to command the stage has earned them a growing fanbase, not just in Birmingham but across the UK, with audiences captivated by their authenticity and musical craftsmanship.

As The Syrphids look toward the future, their ambitions are clear: to continue evolving their sound while staying true to the experimental roots that first brought them together. With several EPs already under their belt and plans for a full-length album on the horizon, the band is poised to break through to even broader audiences.

Their commitment to innovation, coupled with their undeniable talent, ensures that The Syrphids will continue to be a force in the indie music scene, challenging conventions and capturing the hearts of listeners around the world.
Track(s)
Never Barefoot 305644 04:14
I Carry Your Love 18980 02:54
Single Kiss 19097 02:57
Runnin' Wild 16078 02:30
Hold The Heart With Rap Version) 25343 04:25
Hold The Heart 23215 03:45

Never Barefoot

The Syrphids


I was barefoot in the silence
dreaming of laces I could never tie
They told me “Leave your shoes behind”
but my feet were burning on holy ground

Back then the glass windows whispered
shops were cathedrals I couldn’t enter
Every sneaker a forbidden scripture
every boot a sermon I couldn’t keep
I walked with shadows on the pavement
carrying blisters instead of crowns

Now every aisle feels like confession
plastic bags my rosaries
boxes stacked like psalms unspoken
I kneel but I never pray

I can’t walk barefoot anymore
the echoes of my hunger follow me
God once said “Take off your shoes”
but He never felt these cracks in me
So I buy another pair I’ll never wear
just to silence the ghost of that child staring
at the glass at the glass at the glass

Leather tongues speak louder than my own
rubber soles drown out my guilt
Every purchase is a broken hymn
every closet a confessional built
I don’t wear them I collect my scars
like trophies of battles I never fought

The past still laces up my ankles
pulling tight with phantom strings
No barefoot freedom in the morning
just a graveyard made of things

I can’t walk barefoot anymore
the echoes of my hunger follow me
God once said “Take off your shoes”
but He never felt these cracks in me
So I buy another pair I’ll never wear
just to silence the ghost of that child staring
at the glass at the glass at the glass

Empty shoes like empty prayers
lining up my hallway shrine
I am both thief and worshipper
stealing time wasting time

I can’t walk barefoot anymore
the pavement bleeds the silence roars
God once said “Take off your shoes”
but He never stood in this hunger before
So I’ll keep on buying keep on binding
never fitting never finding…
and the child in the glass walks with me still

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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But North Keeps
The Absents

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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.
Track(s)
When the Noise Fades 293044 04:00
But North Keeps 199095 03:46

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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Golden Run
Yuna Lee

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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.
Track(s)
Golden Run 166749 02:55

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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