We're Dancing Where The Rivers

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We're Dancing Where...
Ocean Girls

Ocean Girls

Hailing from the sun-soaked shores of Miami, Ocean Girls are your new favorite indie-pop queens on the horizon. Drenched in sun, surf, and ceaseless cheer, their music is the audio equivalent of a ray of sunshine in what can sometimes be the storm of life.

Assuming their name from the very city they call home, these beach-town belles serve up chart-topping hits faster than a Florida diner slings hashbrowns. They've got the sass of the Spice Girls, the attitude of Madonna and just a pinch of Miami's own Gloria Estefan sizzling through each track. Ocean Girls have got a knack for taking even the most mundane moments, chucking them full of pizzazz, and dishing out feel-good anthems that simply command you to "Stay Happy."

Stick an Ocean Girls track on, and suddenly you're cruising down Ocean Drive, hair flapping in the breeze, and the somewhat distant memory of work drowned out by catchy choruses and sparkling melodies. These girls are more than just a band - they're a one-way ticket to a beach-front pop utopia where the vibe is always good, the beats are always flowing, and frowns are most certainly not allowed. When life hands you lemons, Ocean Girls hands you a margarita. Now, that's the kind of exchange rate we can get behind!

Track(s)
Stay Happy	137780	03:23
Feel It In The Air	22864	02:20
Midnight Calls	29803	03:12
You And Me	32403	03:43
Caution	20948	02:04
You Should Hear	41071	04:41
We're Dancing Where The Rivers	23206	02:25

We're Dancing Where The Rivers

Ocean Girls

Verse 1:
Soft earth beneath our wandering shoes
The mountain's pulse nature's muse
Sunset fires the evening sky
Whispered secrets where eagles fly

Pre-Chorus:
Pour the wine here's to the dusk
Every breath a fragrance of musk
Under oaks we sway and bend
In this rhythm our spirits mend

Chorus:
Oh we're dancing where the rivers meet
With the melody of the wind's sweet greet
Drums echo in the forest deep
In these woods our souls to keep

Verse 2:
Fireflies and laughter merge
With each note our lives surge
Starlit streams a shimmering guide
These twilight hours where peace resides

Pre-Chorus:
Cool air dances through the night
Each glance under the soft moonlight
Hold me close as shadows play
In nature's arms we drift away

Chorus:
Oh we're dancing where the rivers meet
With the melody of the wind's sweet greet
Drums echo in the forest deep
In these woods our souls to keep

[music interlude]

[music interlude]
[Percussion Break]

Chorus:
Oh we're dancing where the rivers meet
With the melody of the wind's sweet greet
Drums echo in the forest deep
In these woods our souls to keep

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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The Sweetest Tornado
Blake Felton

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.

Track(s)
The Sweetest Tornado	31581	03:06

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Never Too Late
Camille Duret

Camille Duret

Meet Camille Duret, the French femme fatale of the pop scene, who manifests the charm of Parisian streets and the sunlit magic of the French Rivier into her songs. She's not just another 'joie de vivre' gal, folks, her tunes will make you feel like dancing on the cobblestones with a warm croissant in hand!

Camille was made in France, quite literally, and her music is neither too rich, nor too thin, rather, much like the perfect crème brûlée. Her infectious pop anthems, dripping with sweet melodic lines, makes you question if sugar may run in her veins. She makes you believe that you're sip-sip-sipping champagne on the Seine, no matter where you are.

Surely, you've bopped your head, maybe even twirled a bit, to her banger “Never Too Late”. A cocktail of happy heartbeats, tasty hooks and irresistible refrains, laced with a sing-along chorus, it's classic Camille at her best. This melodious masterpiece is like a delightful dance with a macaron - sweet, colourful and leaves you wanting more.

So, let's raise our glasses to Camille Duret, the Parisian pop princess who consistently proves that pop can be served well done, medium rare or, occasionally, à la mode. Trust us, once you've had a bite of Camille’s music flambé, there's no going back – Bon Appétit!

Track(s)
Never Too Late	126362	03:13

Never Too Late

Camille Duret

Do you know what you're worth
When the world leaves you dirt
Do you know what you have when they go
Are you left with your fear
Do you live what you hear
Do you follow or do you lead the way

And if you ever feel like your life's a waste
Get your hands up

They say that it's never too late to try
It's never too late to live your life
It's never too late to change your mind
It's never too late to find out why
It's never too late to learn to love
It's never too late to rise above
It's never too late
Never too late

If I were you
I'd do this
I'd look at all that you miss
I'd get out and stop wasting your time
Your potential's untapped
The key's under the mat
There's a world out there waiting for you

And if you ever feel like your life's a waste
Get your hands up

They say that it's never too late to try
It's never too late to live your life
It's never too late to change your mind
It's never too late to find out why
It's never too late to learn to love
It's never too late to rise above
It's never too late
Never too late

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Self Mastery
Zahna Krouphouse

Zahna Krouphouse

Known for producing groovy beats that put a wiggle in your walk, Zahna Krouphouse is the hidden gem of the electronica scene with a penchant for igniting spontaneous kitchen dance parties. To the unassuming listener, Zahna's refreshing sound spells out freedom, exhilaration, and well... sheer joy!

Zahna got the break they've been waiting for when they were scouted by Filodyo. What started as a soundtrack for the aisle wanderers in stores turned out to be the foot-tapping, head-bobbing anthem for headphone warriors worldwide. Zahna's style? Think a vibrant fusion of Aphex Twin’s heart-thumping rhythm with Daft Punk's rhapsodic harmonies. But they punctuate it with a zesty twist of their own, stirring up their Krouphouse magic that flip-flops your heart and has your toes tapping a Morse code of elation.

Their crowning jewel? The catchy ditty christened "Self Mastery". Proving to be more than a hyped-up joyride, it's an electronic odyssey that weaves in the pulse of self-discovery, self-love, and well, mastering one's self. As Zahna says, it's the "digital lullaby of the self-actualized soul," if that doesn't make you double-click on their playlist, what will? On that happy note, may Zahna Krouphouse's music echo in your heart, head, and, inevitably, hips. Could you ask for a more funky companionship on your journey of self-mastery?

Track(s)
In Your Eyes	28478	03:09
Self Mastery	35152	03:48

Self Mastery

Zahna Krouphouse

Verse 1:
Life throws its punches but I hold my ground
Emotions may rage but I won't be drowned
Through every trial I stand tall and strong
In the darkest hours I sing my own song

Chorus:
Self-control my guiding star
Through the chaos I'll go far
In the heat of battle I find my way
With inner strength I seize the day

Bridge:
In the quiet of my mind I find my peace
In life's whirlwind my worries cease
With every step I take command
Self-mastery my guiding hand

Outro:
So I stand resolute against the fray
With self-control I'll find my way
In life's dance I'll always strive
With unwavering resolve I'll thrive

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Call My Name
Sofia Lindqvist

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.

Track(s)
Liberate	24510	02:36
Call My Name	24703	02:33

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Catastrofe
Ra Rauw 42

Ra Rauw 42

Ra Rauw 42 is a Berlin-based hip hop trio redefining what underground sound means in the heart of Europe. Formed in 2022, the group brings together three contrasting forces: Jonas “JZ” Klinke, a battle-scarred lyricist raised on Neukölln’s street corners; Felix “Nebula” Brandt, an analog synth hoarder with a soft spot for East German radio textures; and Lina “Vel” Morgenstern, a conservatory dropout whose icy vocals and haunting hooks give the group its signature edge.

Their paths crossed at a chaotic warehouse rave in Friedrichshain. JZ was freestyling through the fog machine, Nebula hijacked the aux cable to drop a grime bootleg, and Vel—originally just photographing the night—ended up singing the hook that silenced the crowd. That spontaneous moment led to their first studio session, where “Catastrofe” was born.

“Catastrofe”, their explosive debut single, dropped exclusively on Filodyo, bypassing traditional platforms in a deliberate move to keep their sound raw and uncensored. It’s not just a song—it’s a signal. Ra Rauw 42 isn’t asking for attention. They’re taking it.

Track(s)
Catastrofe	30498	03:31

Catastrofe

Ra Rauw 42

Ra-Rauw
Raul Alejandro
Austin Baby
Chris Jedi
Gaby Music
Dime
Baby

I don't think I'll survive until the weekend
She wants me to become vegan
Your girlfriend
My favorite stripper
She's a little prettier
But just as toxic as you
I met you at a club in Medellin
I wanted to put you in a Lamborghini (Woh woh woh woh)
'Cause she's a party girl (Party girl)
And I gave her a pill (I gave her a pill woh)

I just have a message for you (Message)
I don't want to see you again
Have a good life (Have a good life)
I hope you lose your wallet (Hope you lose your wallet)
And you cry over every song (Oh my God)

I hope you run out of gas (Gas)
Your favorite song gets deleted (Gets deleted)
And your flight gets canceled (Gets canceled)
And you have a catastrophic night (Catastrophic night)
I hope you get a flat tire (Flat tire)
Your period is delayed for ten days (Delayed for ten days)
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled (Gets spoiled)
And you have a catastrophic night (And you have a catastrophic night)

Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night

I don't think I'll survive until the weekend (Until the weekend)
She wants me to become vegan (Vegan)
Your girlfriend
My favorite stripper (Oh my God)
She's a little prettier
But just as toxic as you (Baby)
I met you at a club in Medellin (Medellin)
I wanted to put you in a Lamborghini (Lamborghini)
(Woh woh woh woh)
'Cause she's a party girl (Party girl)
And I gave her a pill (Gave her a pill woh)
(Oh oh oh)
(Oh oh oh)

I just have a message for you (Message)
I don't want to see you again
Have a good life (Have a good life)
I hope you lose your wallet (Hope you lose your wallet)
And you cry over every song (Oh my God)

I hope you run out of gas (Gas)
Your favorite song gets deleted (Gets deleted)
And your flight gets canceled (Gets canceled)
And you have a catastrophic night (Catastrophic night)
I hope you get a flat tire (Flat tire)
Your period is delayed for ten days (Delayed for ten days)
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled (Gets spoiled)
And you have a catastrophic night (And you have a catastrophic night)

Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
And you have a catastrophic night
(And you have a catastrophic night)
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
And you have a catastrophic night
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
Catastrophic night
And your favorite tequila gets spoiled

CREDITS
Performer: Ra Rauw 42
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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Still Life in Motion
Elyra Dawn

Elyra Dawn

Elyra Dawn was born in Rotterdam, raised between ferry horns and late-night radio static. Music wasn’t a choice — it was everywhere. Her mother sang quietly while folding laundry, her older brother blasted trance through paper-thin walls, and Elyra? She listened. Carefully. Absorbing melodies like secondhand sunlight.

She spent her teenage years bouncing between school choirs, bedroom recordings, and weekend trips to Amsterdam’s record stores. The moment she first heard Robyn’s Dancing On My Own on a train platform at dusk, something clicked. It wasn’t just about sadness or joy — it was how you could wear both in the same voice. That duality, the push and pull between euphoria and vulnerability, would become Elyra’s signature.

After performing in local clubs and uploading small demos online, she received an unexpected email from Filodyo’s Hakan E — a message that simply said: “You sound like you’ve lived a little. Let’s talk.” What followed was a slow, careful collaboration: late-night file exchanges, voice memos from backstage, moments captured between flights. Elyra didn’t rush it. She never does.

Today, her voice balances two worlds — the sweaty rush of the dancefloor and the quiet ache of a Sunday morning alone. Her hooks stick, her delivery stings, and her presence on stage feels at once intimate and cinematic. Elyra Dawn isn’t here to be loud. She’s here to be heard.

Track(s)
Still Life in Motion	317126	03:31

Still Life in Motion

Elyra Dawn

I kept your echo in a borrowed chord
Faded at the edges like a prayer ignored
You never spoke in “forever” terms—
Only in glances only in turns

We drew lines in passing trains
Paused in motion looped refrains
What we had was quiet gold—
But time like steam refused to hold

So I won't chase the version of us
That never really stayed never fully was
You were a still life mid-collapse
A moving part in silent gaps
And I loved you there—
Where the light never dared
But lingered
Like it knew
We’d vanish fair

You hummed in keys I couldn’t trace
Left fingerprints on open space
A breath a shift a tilted frame
No villain here just untitled blame

Maps don’t cover scenes like this
Where lips forget what touch meant bliss
But if you ask what we became—
A shadow signed with no one’s name

I won't rewrite the note you played
Or tune the silence we conveyed
You were a still life breaking fast
A fleeting truth I couldn’t grasp
And I loved you there—
Not to repair—
But to remember
Without despair

Maybe we were best
in between intentions
Not a love song—
just the tension

Still life
in motion
Still life
Not frozen

CREDITS
Performer: Elyra Dawn
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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Love's Labyrinth
Pop Art Dreamers

Pop Art Dreamers

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

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

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

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

Track(s)
Love's Labyrinth	33234	03:33

Love's Labyrinth

Pop Art Dreamers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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

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Everyday Weight
Elara Stone

Elara Stone

She makes music for the hours when clarity doesn’t arrive on time. Her songs sit between late-night electronic culture and everyday emotional friction, carried by a vocal that avoids performance and leans into presence. There’s no melodrama here, no oversized hooks. Instead, she works with restraint, letting repetition, silence, and subtle shifts do the heavy lifting, capturing the tension of modern relationships and the quiet pressure of daily life.

Sonically, her work draws from melancholic drum and bass and deep electronic traditions, but filters them through a distinctly current lens. Beats roll rather than hit, bass appears just long enough to leave a trace, and arrangements resist obvious peaks. Her voice is treated as part of the architecture, close, controlled, and emotionally distant, floating above the rhythm instead of chasing it. It’s music built for movement and reflection at the same time.

Her releases live within the carefully curated worlds of Filodyo and NOT FM, platforms that prioritise context over noise and long-form listening over instant impact. In that sense, her music isn’t chasing trends, it’s designed to exist alongside them, quietly confident, emotionally precise, and very much of its moment.

Track(s)
Everyday Weight	253819	04:08
Loneliness	198851	02:57

Everyday Weight

Elara Stone

Days stack up without asking
Deadlines talk before we do
Small mistakes grow teeth quickly
When you’re trying to stay true

Plans bend out of their own shape
Words land wrong then multiply
Nothing ends nothing settles
We just learn what to deny

I’m tired of fixing the timing
Tired of reading every sign
We keep choosing what sounds easy
Then we pay for it in time

Life feels heavy in small ways
Not enough to make a sound
Love gets stuck in explanations
That keep going in a round
We don’t break we just tangle
Try to pull without a map
Every day asks something different
And never tells us where to stand

Conversations turn to tactics
Every pause becomes a test
Saying less feels safer lately
Even when we mean our best

We trade honesty for balance
Call it calm but feel the cost
Nothing wrong with wanting steady
Just don’t lose what made us talk

We don’t need another answer
We don’t need to win the night
I just want a moment quiet
Where the pressure drops its bite

Life feels heavy in small ways
It adds up before we know
Love gets lost in fine decisions
We were never meant to solve
We don’t fall we just circle
Looking for a cleaner path
Every day asks something different
And leaves the rest to us

Maybe this is how it happens
Not dramatic not fast
Just the weight of daily choosing
Stacked against the past

Life feels heavy in small ways
But it’s still the one we take
Love is work without instructions
That we learn by what we break
We don’t fix it all tonight
We don’t need to understand
We just stay inside the motion
Doing what we can

Tomorrow’s already forming
Before we get some rest
I don’t need it to be simple
I just need it to be honest

CREDITS
Performer: Elara Stone
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

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	115362	02:49
Algo Rhthym	216976	05:32
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose)	111921	02:34
Runnin (feat Tae)	24595	02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen)	26762	02:52
Tell Me	29503	03:16
Memories	45083	05:12
Lonely Hearts	26752	03:02
Be Yourself	26205	02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day)	27698	02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield	27421	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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Long Distance Line ...
Eli Varnish

Eli Varnish

Eli Varnish spent most of his life drawing straight lines for crooked cities. As an architect, he designed libraries, train stations, and far too many gray, forgettable office buildings. He was always more interested in light than concrete — the way it moved through windows, shifted on floors, or disappeared behind closed doors. But deadlines piled up, and inspiration gave way to invoices. When he retired at 62, he didn’t throw a party. He just handed in his keys, took the long way home, and listened to the silence.

That’s when the music came back.
In his youth, Eli had played piano quietly — always in private, never in public. Now, with no blueprints to chase, he returned to the keys. Slowly. Gently. A few friends joined him — a bassist who used to drive a bus, a trombonist who sold insurance, and a drummer who once taught math. They started meeting weekly above an old bookstore. No gigs, no names. Just music.

Eventually, they found their way into a small jazz bar — dim, warm, and half-forgotten. That’s where Eli plays now. No spotlight, no talk. Just a glass of red wine, a crooked hat, and a piano that creaks in all the right places. The audience doesn’t clap much. They just nod, like they recognize something they forgot they knew.

Eli doesn’t miss architecture. “Buildings are meant to last,” he says, “but songs... songs are meant to leave.” And so he plays — not to impress, but to remember. To trace old lines in the air. To build something no one can own, but everyone can feel.

Track(s)
Call Dropped at 3 AM	283918	04:47
Long Distance Line from the Bosphorus	263761	03:33
The Only Good Julio I Ever Knew Was Don (They Never Meant It)	374236	05:13
Same Damn Boat	184123	04:41
Nothing Eats Me Whole	167163	04:08

Long Distance Line from the Bosphorus

Eli Varnish

I’m calling from a room with peeling paint
A radio coughing out the truth
The kettle screams like it knows my name
Coins on the table none of them are you

The line is bad the night is worse
Somewhere a ferry cuts the dark in two
I got your number on a matchbook
And a voice that still remembers you

The operator’s half asleep
She says “Sir you still there?”
I say “Yeah I’m breathing smoke and prayers
Trying to get through anywhere”

This is a long distance line from the Bosphorus
I got one minute maybe less
If the city don’t swallow my words whole
You’ll hear me say I did my best

Yeah it’s a long distance line from the Bosphorus
The signal shakes the past comes through
If this call drops into the water
Just know I was calling you

There’s a man downstairs selling broken watches
Says time owes him money too
Every streetlight flickers like a bad idea
Every bar knows something I won’t tell you

I saw your face in a cracked mirror
Right next to a stain on the wall
I tried to hang up three times already
But this phone just won’t let me fall

This is a long distance line from the Bosphorus
The clock’s got a loaded gun
If I disappear between the numbers
Just say I was almost done

Hello?
Yeah… it’s me
Listen don’t say my name
The walls here got ears
And the night’s taking notes

It’s a long distance line from the Bosphorus
Static dancing in my head
If you hear silence after this
That’s just the things I never said

The operator counts me down
Five… four… the river wins
Click

CREDITS
Performer: Eli Varnish
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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