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Wish You Well
Junai Elen

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Junai Elen
Turn up the volume, kids, 'cause we're about to delve into the sonic world of Junai Elen, the independent dance music artist with an unmistakably Eastern flare to her beats that'll have you both bobbing your head and searching for the meaning of life. With the name Elen bouncing off from the concrete heart of Tokyo, Japan, it's no surprise her sound is as energetically charged as the city's pulsating nightlife.

Junai exploded onto the indie dance scene like a sushi roll on a 5-alarm fire. Her tunes, a dynamite mix of insistent beats and whimsical lyrical narratives; imagine Walt Whitman having a dance-off with Avicii. The lighthearted "Wish You Well" is a prime cut of this intoxicating blend, a melodic chicane that leads you straight to Hope Avenue, her music's quintessential street.

Dont be fooled, Junai might not have the star-studded mansion or the paparazzi onslaught, yet. But she's sculpted a career from making her followers dance, dream and dare to hope through music. As unpredictable as Tokyo rush hour, and just as exhilarating, Junai Elen is the independent dance music artist who's whipping up a storm one beat at a time.

Get your smart shoes on and join Junai's journey. It's a ride interspersed with humor, your heart pounding to the beat, and at every turn, there's an insistent hopefulness that says, it's going to be okay. After all, you're in the party with Junai Elen - and she wishes you well.
Track(s)
Wish You Well 786 03:04

Wish You Well

Junai Elen



I ran into someone I used to love
It wasn't enough
And now we don't talk
I asked him if he was doing well
He said
"Can't complain
I'm going through hell"

You were hard to love
You were harder to lose
I lost you and me
And now I lost you
I hope you get what you want
I hope you get what you need
I hope that one day you find what you seek

Oh
I wish you well
Hope you make it out of your personal hell
Hope you get your life in line with the life that you planned
Hope you find what you lost with the love of your life
And I hope she's alright
Hope you never need a girl like me again

I was hard to love
I was harder to lose
I lost you and me
And then I lost you
You gave me everything
I didn't know what to do
I was busy chasing ghosts while I was chasing you

Oh
I wish you well
Hope you make it out of your personal hell
Hope you get your life in line with the life that you planned
Hope you find what you lost with the love of your life
And I hope she's alright
Hope you never need a girl like me again

I hope you get your mind right
Hope you sleep through the night
Hope you meet someone new and get your family right
Hope you find what you lost with the love of your life
And I hope she's alright
Hope you never need a girl like me again

CREDITS
Performer: Junai Elen
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Les Petites Choses ...
Mina Cazal

Verified Verified Artist

Mina Cazal
Mina Cazal is a French pop singer and songwriter known for turning ordinary days into sharply observed little stories. Her songs move through missed buses, supermarket queues, unfinished conversations and small domestic disasters, finding humor in moments most people barely notice. Instead of writing about perfect romances or dramatic escapes, she focuses on the strange comedy of simply getting through the day.

Raised between Lyon and the southern town of Sète, Mina grew up around theatre rehearsals, second-hand records and long family dinners where everyone spoke at once. She began writing songs as miniature scenes, combining conversational French lyrics with bright basslines, playful keyboards and understated dance-pop rhythms. Her vocal style is expressive and intimate, often shifting between singing, speaking and half-smiling observations.

Her music feels polished but never overly controlled. Beneath the cheerful arrangements, there is always a trace of fatigue, doubt or quiet affection for imperfect people. Mina Cazal writes pop songs for listeners who lose their keys, forget why they entered a shop and still manage to make something memorable out of the day.
Track(s)
Les Petites Choses de Travers 527 03:04

Les Petites Choses de Travers

Mina Cazal


Sept heures douze le réveil insiste
Je négocie encore quatre minutes
Le chat me regarde comme une huissière
Il connaît déjà toutes mes excuses

Une chaussette noire une chaussette bleue
Je déclare que c’est volontaire
Le pain a brûlé pendant que je lisais
Un message marqué « très prioritaire »

Dans l’ascenseur Madame Lefèvre
Me raconte son ficus malade
Je hoche la tête avec gravité
Comme une spécialiste des salades

J’avais prévu d’être impeccable
Organisée presque admirable
Mais le mardi connaît mon adresse
Et vient toujours semer le désordre

La vie c’est souvent de travers
Un bus raté des pâtes trop cuites
Un grand discours dans ma tête
Puis « oui bien sûr » quand on m’invite

La vie c’est rarement comme prévu
Mais franchement tant mieux peut-être
Je perds mes clés je gagne une histoire
Et ça suffit pour tenir debout

À dix heures trente réunion d’équipe
Quelqu’un partage trente-six tableaux
Je dessine un poisson sur mon carnet
Il a l’air plus compétent que nous

À midi Sonia commande léger
Puis vole la moitié de mes frites
Elle dit : « Ça ne compte pas vraiment
Quand ça vient de l’assiette d’une copine »

Le serveur oublie mon dessert
Je décide que c’est philosophique
Certaines choses arrivent en retard
D’autres jamais et c’est très pratique

J’avais prévu d’être raisonnable
De répondre vite d’être joignable
Mais mon téléphone tombe à trois pour cent
Et soudain le monde se débrouille

La vie c’est souvent de travers
Un bus raté des pâtes trop cuites
Un grand discours dans ma tête
Puis « oui bien sûr » quand on m’invite

La vie c’est rarement comme prévu
Mais franchement tant mieux peut-être
Je perds mes clés je gagne une histoire
Et ça suffit pour tenir debout

Dix-neuf heures six petite supérette
Je prends du lait des tomates du savon
Je repars avec un ananas
Et sans aucune explication

Le caissier demande si j’ai la carte
Je réponds oui puis cherche longtemps
Derrière moi personne ne soupire
C’est probablement un miracle local

Chez moi je cuisine en musique
Le chat refuse toute participation
Je mange debout près de l’évier
Comme une reine sans administration

On nous apprend les grandes décisions
Les beaux départs les lendemains utiles
Mais personne ne parle assez souvent
Du bonheur discret d’annuler un dîner

D’enlever ses chaussures trop tôt
De rire seule pour une phrase idiote
De trouver au fond d’un vieux sac
Le bonbon qu’on croyait disparu

La vie c’est souvent de travers
Un rendez-vous puis une autre route
Une mauvaise journée bien racontée
Devient presque une journée réussie

La vie c’est rarement comme prévu
Et c’est peut-être tout son talent
Je ferme les volets je laisse la vaisselle
Demain fera mieux… ou différemment

Minuit vingt-deux le réveil est prêt
Je promets d’être sérieuse demain
Le chat me regarde sans rien dire
Il connaît déjà très bien la fin

CREDITS
Performer: Mina Cazal
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Linearity
The Last Exit Left

Linearity

The Last Exit Left



CREDITS
Performer: The Last Exit Left
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Margin of Error
Susan Hall

Verified Verified Artist

Susan Hall
Susan Hall emerges from the vibrant backdrop of New York City, where late-night writing sessions fuel her introspective explorations into the human experience. Infusing elements of Lo-Fi, Pop, and Trip-Hop, Susan crafts soundscapes that oscillate between playful and melancholic. Her track "Margin of Error" encapsulates this duality, featuring smoky vocals layered over a pulsating sub-bass and ethereal Fender Rhodes chords. With a penchant for the poetic, her lyrics explore themes of longing and uncertainty, often wrapped in an enigmatic embrace that resonates deeply with listeners.

The sonic threads within her catalog weave together a compelling narrative, each track a reflection of her artistic identity marked by subtle contrasts. From the dark trip-hop influences that shape her beats to the epic yet intimate moods she conjures, Susan's music reveals a world where vulnerability meets resilience. With tracks like "Margin of Error," she invites audiences to navigate through the shadows of love and loss while offering an unexpected playfulness that lingers long after the last note fades.
Track(s)
Margin of Error 1098 04:57

Margin of Error

Susan Hall


You filed my name under maybe
Kept one hand near delete

Your sentences came pre-approved
Every promise wore a barcode
I read the terms across your face
A firm refusal dressed as grace

You kept my number off the page
Then called it love at your own rate
I learned the cost of being near
A private charge renewed each year

Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss

Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total

Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased

You wore affection like a pass
Valid until somebody asked
My place was marked with pencil lead
Easy to alter hard to read

You built a room from access codes
The door unlocked when you chose
I left the key beside your name
No final speech no claim to blame

Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss

Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total

Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased

I was never hard to measure
You preferred uncertain scales
A person turned to useful data
A pulse reduced to monthly sales

Now every digit has an owner
Every loss can state its cause
You can keep your perfect record
I have left your private laws

Call me your margin of error
The number you rounded to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total

Call me your margin of error
The flaw that refused to behave
Cross out the file marked as maybe
I won’t be useful then erased

Delete my name from your system
The error has learned its own weight

CREDITS
Performer: Susan Hall
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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I’m Not The One
Sienna Marlowe

Verified 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.
Track(s)
I’m Not The One 721 03:02
Falling 564 03:44

I’m Not The One

Sienna Marlowe


Told me I’d regret it — guess I forgot
Living like a risk you never got
I’ve been spinning hours into peace
While you watch from your retreat

You sip on rules I drink the rain
You dress your truth in borrowed shame

I’m not the one who’s stuck in place
You paint your fear across my face
But I don’t flinch I don’t explain
I dance through thunder sing through pain
You call it chaos — I call it mine

You hold your breath and wait for grace
I jump first I don't brace
Maps never knew my way
Still I find more than you say

You sip on rules I drink the rain
You dress your truth in borrowed shame

I’m not the one who’s stuck in place
You paint your fear across my face
But I don’t flinch I don’t explain
I dance through thunder sing through pain
You call it chaos — I call it mine

Maybe I’m too much for your quiet
But I’m a riot you won’t forget

Keep your calm and curated days
I’ll be gone in brighter ways

CREDITS
Performer: Sienna Marlowe
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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Letters You Never Sent
Ctrlphase

Letters You Never Sent

Ctrlphase


Your words folded in air
Carried by nothing but silence
I tried to trace the sender
But your name blurred in distance

No return address no ink
Just the shape of what we meant
I keep them in the drawer
The letters you never sent

I read them with closed eyes
Feel your voice in every line
Even without a single word
You always cross that line

Sometimes I wish I’d never looked
But I can’t unread your absence
The page was always blank
But I filled it with persistence

You always cross… that line…

CREDITS
Performer: Ctrlphase
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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All for One Y.
Ayvenn

Verified Verified Artist

Ayvenn
Ayvenn was born and raised in Clearwater Heights, a quiet hillside town in Georgia where music wasn’t just background noise — it was how people coped, celebrated, and remembered. From Sunday gospel choirs to late-night Latin radio, the sounds around him shaped a boy who rarely spoke, but always listened. In silence, he learned to interpret the world. And when he began writing lyrics, it wasn’t about performance — it was about decoding feelings he couldn’t name.

Fusing Pop and R&B with understated Latin textures, Ayvenn crafts music that feels more like film than formula. His voice is warm, restrained, and precise — a narrator of emotional undercurrents rather than explosions. Each track unfolds slowly, deliberately, like memories coming into focus. There’s clarity in his subtlety, weight in his pauses.

His breakout song, “All for One Y.” was born from an unexpected connection. Hakan E — the mind behind Filodyo, known for his instinct in spotting rare talent — reached out after hearing early demos from Ayvenn. He sent a short message and a concept: “This isn’t a love song. It’s a math problem.” That idea resonated deeply. To Ayvenn, the X’s weren’t just variables — they were past mistakes, unanswered questions, the people he couldn’t quite hold onto. And the “Y”? The reason he kept trying.

Ayvenn recorded the song in a single late-night session, layering vocals with surgical attention, pulling tension from silence, and shaping each detail until it echoed with something intimate and real. To Solve for Y isn’t just a debut — it’s an internal dialogue turned outward, crafted for anyone who’s ever tried to explain a feeling they didn’t fully understand.

Now, Ayvenn is building a sound that’s emotionally meticulous, sonically immersive, and unmistakably his own. Every track is a quiet revelation. Every heartbreak, every wrong turn — part of the formula. And somewhere, at the end of it, is the answer. Always her.
Track(s)
Bad At Fractions 2890 03:41
All for One Y. 924 04:18

All for One Y.

Ayvenn


Uuuh
Aaaa
I had the chalk I had the board
Thought I knew what I was fighting for

I mapped it out like a perfect line
Variables dancing in my mind
Tried to graph where you might be
But love don’t fit no geometry

Slopes and curves they lied to me
No formula for what you see
You’re that value off the grid
And I solved what no one ever did

Every X I tried to crack
Led me closer no way back
Thought I had it all misread
But you were waiting up ahead

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To get one inch closer to Y (uh-huh)
I carried numbers like they were names
Till the moment you met my eye (ooooh)
It’s a mess of signs and endless tries
But now your logic redefines (yeaaah)
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to solve for a single Y

(Uuh uuh — that single Y)
(Aaah all those Xs I tried)

Circle back erase the trace
You’re the answer that now holds its place
I tried dividing all the pain
But you were constant in the rain

Was it sine or just a sign?
You curved in at the perfect time
I drew a heart inside the square
And this time you were really there

I factored in the nights alone
Calculated love unknown
But this equation found its truth
When all the numbers pointed to you

I reduced and simplified
You multiplied what’s deep inside
Left the questions in the dust
Now the formula is us

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To find the one and only Y (yeah yeah)
I carried numbers like they were names
But you gave meaning to the why (no no)
It’s a mess of signs and endless tries
Now it all aligns no need to lie (uh-huh)
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to solve for a single Y

(Uuh that final Y)
(Aaaah no more Xs I…)

Maybe you were undefined
In the limits of my mind
An asymptote I chased in vain
Till you stood right in the frame

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To stand here holding onto Y
I carried numbers like they were weights
But now the answer meets the sky
The signs were loud the tries were wild
But now I see the reason why
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to know that Y was you

(Uuh you’re my Y)
(Aaaah it’s always been you)

So I drop the pen the work is done
You were the proof the only one
No more math no more try
You’re my answer — you’re my Y

CREDITS
Performer: Ayvenn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Borrowed Cutlery
Asha Monroex

Verified Verified Artist

Asha Monroex
Asha Monroex, a New York native, is a self-made artist carving out her own niche in the world of Independent Pop. Best known for her hit single "New York, I Loved You," Monroex is as much a part of the city's fabric as its yellow taxis and insomniac lifestyle.

A craftswoman of melancholic melodies, Asha's artistry spirals on downbeat rhythms and swirls of synth-driven soundscapes that resonate with her heartfelt lyricism. She's the type of artist who pens her poignant prose amidst the organized chaos of her Lower East Side apartment, making her music feels as personal as being let in on a closely guarded secret.

Inherently prolific, Monroex is a master at evoking emotional responses with her emotionally charged tracks. She captures the long teary taxi rides home and 3 am heartbreak with a quiet grace and majesty that far surpasses her fellow indie pop peers. Her melodies come through not as songs, but as anthems for those who've experienced love and loss in the city that never sleeps.

Always genuine and undeniably relatable, Asha endears herself to her listeners by turning sorrow into swagger, one resonating note at a time. Her music isn't just a catalogue of songs; it's a journey through the ups and downs of life in the big city, wrapped up in a soulful pop package. And trust us, once you're on this ride, you're not going to want to get off.
Track(s)
Half of the Ledger 0 04:20
Borrowed Cutlery 829 04:22
New York, I Loved You 376 04:42

Borrowed Cutlery

Asha Monroex


You came in late
With a theory about forks and fate
I kept my coat
You said my silence needed one more note
Your drink went warm
While you described your personal reform
I changed my mind
Halfway through a sentence you redesigned

Too neat
You make good manners sound incomplete
Too sure
You diagnose the waiter and the furniture

Give me the crooked part
The bit that never learned to behave
Skip the polished start
I’d rather hear what you forgot to save
Don’t make it beautiful
Make it useful for a minute or two
Something disputable
Something that could only come from you

The bass moved first
You called it elegant then called it cursed
I missed the beat
You drew a diagram across the receipt
Your mouth said “fine”
Your eyebrows filed an appeal against mine
The plates were cleared
But somehow your complaint just reappeared

One step
Then a paragraph with nothing left
Two sips
And now we’re arguing about eclipse
No script
Just brass behaving badly at the hip

Give me the crooked part
The bit that never learned to behave
Skip the polished start
I’d rather hear what you forgot to save
Don’t make it beautiful
Make it useful for a minute or two
Something disputable
Something that could only come from you

You want a verdict
I brought a question with no proper ending
You want precision
I brought a rhythm that resents explaining

Call it defective
Call it a habit with excellent shoes

Call it selective
I call it knowing what not to refuse

Stay odd
Let all the tidy couples blame the odds
Stay sharp
Keep one good insult hidden after dark

Give me the crooked part
The one you never put on display
No ceremonial heart
No careful phrase rehearsed on the way

Keep it improbable
Keep it a little too clever to prove
Almost impossible
But still with enough nerve left to move

You took the spoon
I took the story
Fair enough
You looked less boring

CREDITS
Performer: Asha Monroex
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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She Owns The Night
Dora The Clone

Verified Verified Artist

Dora The Clone
Imagine a futuristic pop diva hailing from the chromatic labs of Clone City, and you're partway to encapsulating the vibrant phenomenon known as Dora The Clone. This independent artist dances to the beat of her own drum machine, captivating audiences with her disco-dusted, cybernetic symphonies.

Dora's music, a technicolour dream of dance-floor beats and electrifying melodies, is as enigmatic as her origins in the post-apocalyptic streets of Clone City. With a sound that weaves together the energy of club culture and the pulsing heart of electro-pop, her tunes are guaranteed to make neural pathways light up like a Friday night in Blade City.

Every single one of her infectious grooves seems to command, "Beam me up, Scotty!" Of special note is her big hit "She Owns The Night," an anthem for audacious androids and human party-goers alike. The track throbs with vibrant synth and stuttering beats, overlaid with Dora's crystal-clear vocals, making every listener feel like they're cruising through the neon-soaked metropolis under a night sky of silver stars.

With Dora The Clone, expect the unexpected: a tantalizing futuristic world brought to life through pulsing dance heaters and shimmering pop anthems. Underneath the cosmic glitz and glamour, you'll find a heart that beats in binary and a soul that vibrates at gigahertz frequency. Hold onto your hoverboards folks, because Dora The Clone is here to redefine the future of pop – and she's doing it in binary code.
Track(s)
She Owns The Night 784 03:49

She Owns The Night

Dora The Clone


She walks in slow
But the room moves first
No crown no show
Still they know her worth

She don’t ask for permission
She don’t wait by the door
Got a heart made of rhythm
And a name they can’t ignore

Red lips calm eyes
Turning silence into gold
She’s been through the fire
Now she wears it like a coat

You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night

She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline

She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music

She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night

Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night

No tears on the dance floor
She left them in the rain
Put her pain in a black dress
Turned it into champagne

They said “Stay smaller”
She said “Watch me rise”
Now the mirror gets jealous
When she looks inside

You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night

She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline

She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music

She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night

Every heartbreak made her louder
Every goodbye gave her power
Now she dances on the hour
Like the world is hers to devour

No more waiting
No more hiding
She’s the thunder
She’s the lightning

She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline

She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music

She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night

Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night

CREDITS
Performer: Dora The Clone
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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I’m Unstoppable
Giulia Sereni

Verified Verified Artist

Giulia Sereni
Giulia Sereni is an Italian-born pop artist whose name has become synonymous with modern disco-infused anthems and unapologetic confidence. Born in Florence in the mid-90s and raised between Rome and Milan, she grew up surrounded by both classical Italian melodies and the glossy, international sound of late-90s Euro-pop. That duality shaped her musical DNA: bold, cosmopolitan, and undeniably stylish.

Before pursuing music, Giulia studied fashion communication in Milan, a background that still influences her sharp sense of image, choreography, and performance aesthetic. She blends the elegance of Italian couture with the playful freedom of global pop, creating a persona that feels as at home in glossy editorials as she does on streaming playlists.

Her debut singles—produced exclusively for Filodyo and distributed only through NOT FM—instantly caught attention for their mix of shimmering synths, punchy basslines, and Giulia’s powerful yet intimate vocal delivery. Songs like “Undeniable” and “Crown” quickly became listener favorites, praised for their ability to balance disco nostalgia with forward-thinking production.

Giulia Sereni is more than just a singer—she is a storyteller of empowerment. Her lyrics celebrate independence, resilience, and the glamour of living life on your own terms. Critics have noted that her sound carries the sophisticated energy of continental Europe while embracing the universal accessibility of pop.

Despite growing international buzz, Giulia remains intentionally selective about her presence. She has chosen to keep her releases exclusive to Filodyo and NOT FM, building a cult-like following among music lovers who appreciate her refusal to conform to the mainstream industry model. This exclusivity has only amplified her allure: fans know that to hear Giulia, they must enter the Filodyo universe.

With her magnetic voice, fashion-forward style, and anthems designed for both the dancefloor and the headphones, Giulia Sereni stands as one of the most exciting fictional European exports in contemporary pop. For those tuned into Filodyo and NOT FM, she represents not just an artist, but a movement.
Track(s)
I’m Unstoppable 413 02:56

I’m Unstoppable

Giulia Sereni


Step aside I’m walking in
Glitter on my skin let the night begin

I built my fire from the ground
Every beat I own it shakes the crowd
No one’s gonna dim my shine
I write the rules the stage is mine

Raise your glass feel the heat
Every heartbeat moves your feet
Can you taste the victory?
It’s the sound of living free

I’m unstoppable unforgettable
Turn the lights up I’m electrical
Every move is loud unbreakable
This is my crown undeniable

(Oh oh oh… dance it dance it)
(Oh oh oh… can’t resist it)

I see reflections in the floor
Every step’s an open door
Breaking chains with every song
You can’t silence what is strong

Raise your glass feel the heat
Every heartbeat moves your feet
Can you taste the victory?
It’s the sound of living free

I’m unstoppable unforgettable
Turn the lights up I’m electrical
Every move is loud unbreakable
This is my crown undeniable

Clap your hands we won’t stop
Feel the rhythm watch it drop
Power surging through my veins
This empire knows my name

I’m unstoppable unforgettable
Turn the lights up I’m electrical
Every move is loud unbreakable
This is my crown undeniable

Let the night remember me
Queen of fire wild and free
Every echo every sound
This is where my heart is crowned

CREDITS
Performer: Giulia Sereni
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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Split Frequency
Aris Veyton

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Aris Veyton
Aris Veyton is an electronic music producer whose sound blends modern club energy with subtle emotional depth. Rooted in electronic and dance-driven structures, his productions balance clean rhythms, textured synth layers and restrained melodic elements.

Rather than chasing trends, Aris focuses on atmosphere and flow. His tracks are designed to work both on the dancefloor and in personal listening environments, creating a sense of continuity rather than sudden impact. Minimal arrangements, controlled dynamics and carefully crafted sound design are central to his approach.

Working primarily in the studio, Aris Veyton treats music as a long-form experience rather than a single moment. His style reflects a contemporary electronic mindset: precise, understated and immersive. Each release is a step in an evolving sonic identity that prioritizes mood, space and consistency.
Track(s)
Between Our Time 625 03:31
Split Frequency 1022 03:29

Split Frequency

Aris Veyton


There’s a pulse that keeps dividing me
Two rhythms fighting underneath

One side wants order keeps the lines so straight
The other sparks fires wants to detonate
I move through the evening with a crowded mind
Trying to decode what I can’t define

I’m standing at the center
Where signals overlap
Trying not to surrender
To the louder half

Tune me to a steady wave
Pull me where the noise behaves
I’m drifting through a world I crave
But breaking when the signals change
Tune me to a steady wave
Balance all the parts I save
I’m fading into what I brave
When both of me collide again

Thoughts turn metallic when the pressure grows
Patterns fall apart then they recompose
I’m chasing a structure that I can’t commit
Every time I form it something ruins it

I’m standing at the center
Where signals overlap
Trying not to surrender
To the louder half

Tune me to a steady wave
Pull me where the noise behaves
I’m drifting through a world I crave
But breaking when the signals change
Tune me to a steady wave
Balance all the parts I save
I’m fading into what I brave
When both of me collide again

If there’s a place between the sides
I’ll walk the thin divide
Waiting for the moment
Both frequencies align

CREDITS
Performer: Aris Veyton
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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