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All the Ways We Fall
Romeo Vane
Verified Artist
Romeo Vane
"Romeo Vane: at the ripe age of 25, this American pop-rock comet is shooting across the Alternative universe, spreading hope with doses of edgy authenticity. Born and bred in the sonic heartland of the Windy City, he’s a Chicagoan with an unapologetic knack for compelling narratives and an obsession for truth.
Whether it's life's sharp corners or the soft bruises of love, Romeo Vane's got a knack for rolling them into tunes that blend breezy alt-rock melodies with the raw, gritty flavor of pop. His stage name isn't for show; Romeo comes with a romantic bravado that'd make Shakespeare blush, and the barbed tongue of a true Windy City native. Just tune into "Kiss Me When I'm Lying" - it's less of a song, more a rollercoaster ride through hope, heartbreak, and hilariously serious self-deprecation.
Despite his youth, he's seen more than enough of life's ups and downs, packaging the human experience into easily digestible nuggets of melodic wisdom. Romeo Vane’s music is the kind that makes you call your ex at 2 a.m., cry a little, laugh a lot, and still believe in the dream of a better dawn. Now, how's that for a self-made, alternative songwriter from the city that never sleeps?"
All the Ways We Fall
Romeo Vane
Is this the part
Where the lights go out
And I finally say your name?
I had a heart
Like an empty house
Till you walked in with the rain
You were standing in the doorway
With the moon behind your hair
Like a beautiful disaster
That was never meant to care
I was dressed up like a stranger
Trying not to look afraid
But your eyes became a mirror
And I saw the mess I made
Oh I tried to be careful
I tried to be cold
But love is a fire
That never does what it’s told
You said “Don’t come closer”
But you didn’t move away
Now every little silence
Has something dangerous to say
These are all the ways we fall
Slowly then all at once
Writing our names on the wall
Calling it only once
These are all the ways we break
Softly without a sound
Kissing the edge of the flame
Then calling it holy ground
And I know I know I know
We were never built for small
But here we are
Learning all the ways we fall
Was it love?
Maybe maybe
Was it fate?
Too late too late
Was I wrong?
Say it say it
Did I stay?
You stayed you stayed
Did we run?
Never never
Did we know?
Better better
Then why does leaving
Feel like coming home?
(Alright Let’s tell it properly)
You kept a storm in your pocket
I kept a key in my mouth
We were both too proud to open
What we couldn’t live without
You called me sweet like a warning
I called you mine like a crime
Two little sparks in the morning
Trying to set fire to time
You said forever is heavy
I said tonight is enough
Then we laughed at the ceiling
Like we weren’t scared of love
Oh the room started spinning
The shadows took a bow
Your hand found my shoulder
And I forgot how
To be good
To be gone
To be anyone but yours
Now the night is a kingdom
And we’re breaking all its doors
These are all the ways we fall
Slowly then all at once
Writing our names on the wall
Calling it only once
These are all the ways we break
Softly without a sound
Kissing the edge of the flame
Then calling it holy ground
And I know I know I know
We were never built for small
But here we are
Learning all the ways we fall
(Wait)
What if we’re not ruined?
What if we’re just real?
What if every wound we hide
Is where the light gets in to heal?
I don’t need a perfect ending
I don’t need a golden sky
I just need your hand in mine
When the world forgets why
Don’t let go
Don’t let go
Don’t look down
Not right now
If we burn
Let us burn
If we fall
We fall loud
No not loud
Then fall proud
No not proud
Then fall true
All the ways I lose myself
Lead me back to you
Is this the part
Where the lights come up
And I finally tell the truth?
I had a heart
Like an empty house
Now every room is you
These are all the ways we fall
Slowly then all at once
Writing our names on the wall
Calling it only once
These are all the ways we break
Softly without a sound
Kissing the edge of the flame
Then calling it holy ground
And I know I know I know
We were never built for small
But here we are
Learning all the ways we fall
(If this is falling)
Then let me fall
Let me fall
Let me fall
With you
CREDITS
Performer: Romeo Vane
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Synthetic Pulse
Lowmotive Bros
Synthetic Pulse
Lowmotive Bros
CREDITS
Performer: Lowmotive Bros
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Don’t Say Maybe
Hexlayer
Don’t Say Maybe
Hexlayer
Look me in the eyes
Don’t say maybe
We move in circles
You draw the line
But I step over
Every time
Don’t say
Don’t say
Maybe
Don’t—don’t—maybe—no—
Say—say—say yes—
You hesitate
But I don’t wait
Your rules bend
When I press play
No—no—no maybe
Say—say—say yes
You had your chance
CREDITS
Performer: Hexlayer
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Algo Rhthym
Mark Martian
Verified Artist
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.
CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Lost in the Sound
Alice Scott
Verified Artist
Alice Scott
Alice Scott emerges from the vibrant streets of New York, where the pulse of the city intertwines with her soulful melodies and jazzy rhythms. Her musical journey began in the cozy corners of local cafés, where she fine-tuned her craft amidst a backdrop of eclectic sounds and intimate performances. With genres ranging from jazz to lo-fi pop and soul, Alice's catalog is a tapestry of emotional exploration, where each track resonates with the bittersweet essence of life’s fleeting moments. Songs like "Lost in the Sound" capture her reflective nature, painting vivid pictures of nostalgia and longing through poignant lyrics and lush arrangements.
Her artistic identity is a fusion of old-school charm and contemporary sensibilities, often drawing inspiration from the rich history of jazz while seamlessly incorporating modern production techniques. Alice's work invites listeners into a world where chill vibes meet deep emotional currents, making every listening experience a personal reflection. As she continues to evolve, Alice Scott remains dedicated to expressing the complexities of the human experience, crafting soundscapes that linger long after the last note fades away.
Lost in the Sound
Alice Scott
Thoughts collide as I reflect
Searching for what I can't connect
Every chord brings back your smile
But it's just an empty aisle
Time keeps moving yet I'm here
Holding on to what was dear
Words unspoken cloud my view
Moments lost but still feel you
Hey can you hear me?
I'm lost in the sound
Gripping tight can't let go
Of the warmth of you
Will I find my way through?
Every twist brings back your name
Searching for a spark to reclaim
But I breathe I choose to dance
Finding strength in every chance
Letting go of what we've known
Building paths where love has grown
Every heartbeat every sound
New stories waiting to be found
Hey can you hear me?
I'm lost in the sound
Gripping tight can't let go
Of the warmth of you
Will I find my way through?
CREDITS
Performer: Alice Scott
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Sin Pedir Perdon
Gitana Renata
Verified Artist
Gitana Renata
Gitana Renata is a multifaceted artist whose work is deeply rooted in her Spanish heritage. Born and raised in a vibrant community steeped in cultural traditions, Gitana’s music captures the essence of her background while simultaneously exploring contemporary themes. With her solo track "Sin Pedir Perdon," she showcases an ability to weave the emotional richness of her ancestry into modern sounds, creating a bridge between past and present.
Her artistry is characterized by a seamless blend of rhythms, melodies, and heartfelt lyrics that resonate with listeners on multiple levels. Though "Sin Pedir Perdon" is her only currently available track, it serves as a strong introduction to her style, hinting at the potential for a diverse catalog that may include influences ranging from flamenco to pop. Gitana’s vocal identity is marked by its emotional depth, allowing her to convey complex sentiments with sincerity and passion.
As Gitana Renata continues to develop her musical repertoire, audiences can anticipate a collection of songs that reflect not only her personal journey but also the universal themes of love, resilience, and cultural pride. Each upcoming release promises to further explore the intersections of her heritage and modern musical landscapes, making her an artist to watch in the evolving independent music scene.
Sin Pedir Perdon
Gitana Renata
Yeah
No voy a llorar por ti
Not tonight
No
Me llamas tarde
I let it ring
Ya no me compras
With anything
Tenías mi tiempo
Tenías mi voz
Now you get silence
Cuando digo adiós
No soy la misma
You knew before
Cerré tu puerta
Without a war
Mira mi cara
Mira bien
Perdiste todo
Por no querer
I gave you chances
Una dos tres
Now I move different
No vuelvo otra vez
No estoy dolida
Estoy mejor
I changed the number
And the color
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
Sin pedir perdón
I’m good when I’m gone
Tú me perdiste
Baby you’ll feel it
No no no
No me llames amor
No no no
Ya cambió la canción
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
Tu foto sigue
But not with me
Me veo más fuerte
Since I got free
No busco drama
No busco show
Si preguntan por mí
Tell them I glow
Tengo mis planes
Tengo mi paz
Tú fuiste casi
But never enough
I don’t do revenge
I don’t do regret
Solo camino
Y tú no estás
I gave you chances
Una dos tres
Now I move different
No vuelvo otra vez
No estoy dolida
Estoy mejor
I changed the number
And the color
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
Sin pedir perdón
I’m good when I’m gone
Tú me perdiste
Baby you’ll feel it
No no no
No me llames amor
No no no
Ya cambió la canción
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
No quiero flores
No quiero explanation
You had my heart
You missed the location
No necesito
Tu versión
I got my body
Back on control
Si tú me ves
Don’t come too close
I’m not your girl
Ya se acabó
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
Sin pedir perdón
I’m good when I’m gone
Tú me perdiste
Baby you’ll feel it
No no no
No me llames amor
No no no
Ya cambió la canción
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
No voy a llorar por ti
Not tonight
Sin pedir perdón
CREDITS
Performer: Gitana Renata
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Self Control
Karen Allenpo
Verified Artist
Karen Allenpo
Welcome to the wild, wacky world of Karen Allenpo, the independant duchess of Dance, making you groove until your feet forget the floor. Allenpo is your disco queen niece's fairy godmother mixed with a sprinkle of techno wunderkind.
Karen grew up in a circus, dancing to the rhythm of the troupe band, quickly learning that life without a beat would be banal. Her most notable track, "Self Control", showcases her whimsical interpretation of groovy beats wrapped in a layer of joy that's more contagious than a smile in a room full of mirrors. Served on a vibrant platter, this track will make you remember every high-school gig you wished you had attended.
Her tunes are often showered with blasts of happy vibes, making her the unofficial ambassador of euphoria. It's no surprise that Allenpo's music has been unofficially diagnosed as the antidote to general grimness. So, grab your glitter, pull on those dancing shoes, and let Karen Allenpo lead the way to Electric Avenue. There's a bountiful supply of serotonin and groove awaiting. Enjoy, fellow groovy souls.
Self Control
Karen Allenpo
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: Karen Allenpo
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Thread of Stillness
Cyran Flux
Verified Artist
Cyran Flux
Cyran Flux emerges from the vibrant artistic landscape of Berlin, a city known for its eclectic sounds and rich cultural heritage. His music is a delicate blend of dance and pop, characterized by immersive melodies and introspective lyrics. The project took shape during late-night writing sessions where poetic thoughts collided with rhythmic whispers, leading to a unique sound that captures both the pulsating energy of the nightlife and moments of serene reflection. Tracks like “Thread of Stillness” reveal his penchant for weaving intricate narratives through music, where lush string arrangements and gentle male vocals create a tapestry of bittersweet emotions.
In his catalog, Cyran explores themes of stillness amid chaos, often reflecting on the nature of time and presence. His songs resonate deeply with listeners, inviting them to pause and contemplate their own narratives. The cinematic quality of his productions allows each track to unfold like a story, with strings that pull at the heart while beats drive the momentum forward. This contrast is evident in tracks beyond “Thread of Stillness,” where he balances dark undertones with energetic rhythms, crafting an engaging atmosphere that keeps audiences captivated.
As Cyran Flux continues to cultivate his sound, he embraces the transformative power of music as both a personal and collective experience. His work resonates not just as dancefloor anthems but as intimate reflections on life’s complexities. With each release, he invites listeners to join him in exploring the interplay between movement and quietude, bringing forth a sense of connection that transcends the ordinary. As he carves out his path in the indie music scene, Cyran is poised to leave a lasting impact with his evocative storytelling and layered soundscapes.
Thread of Stillness
Cyran Flux
Thread pulled tight
But never tears
Daylight hums
Across my face
The air repeats
But I don’t chase
Hands don't move
But time does
Still I hold
What no one was
I stay still
The world turns
Crowds dissolve
I don't leave
In that pause
I still believe
I stay still
The world turns
I don’t fall
I return
Like strings in air
I hold I hum
CREDITS
Performer: Cyran Flux
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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But North Keeps
The Absents
Verified Artist
The Absents
The Absents are a four-piece synth-pop and modern disco-pop band hailing from Brighton, on the south coast of the United Kingdom. The lineup consists of Elliot Kane (vocals), Ryan Whitford (keyboards & production), Callum Price (bass guitar & synth bass), and Jamie Harlow (guitar & backing vocals). The four met in 2018 at a local music festival, where a late-night jam session revealed a shared passion for blending the melodic elegance of 80s synth-pop with the energy and polish of modern pop production.
Deeply influenced by the infectious hooks and emotive energy of Erasure, The Absents quickly began writing together, crafting songs that pair bright synth textures with tight bass grooves and subtle funk undertones. Their early rehearsals took place in a modest studio near Brighton’s seafront, a space that soon became their creative sanctuary and the birthplace of their signature sound.
In 2019, the band released their debut single, which found its way onto local radio playlists and began circulating through London’s club scene. Known for their vivid light shows, charismatic stage presence, and danceable, high-energy sets, The Absents built a reputation as one of the most exciting new acts in the UK’s pop landscape.
Today, The Absents continue to bridge nostalgia and modernity, reaching audiences far beyond the British Isles. Elliot’s commanding yet soulful vocals, Ryan’s shimmering synth arrangements, Callum’s deep, driving grooves, and Jamie’s melodic guitar lines come together to create a live experience that is as unforgettable as it is electrifying.
But North Keeps
The Absents
Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
Morning stations breathe a scent of iron
Words melt in my hands like shards of ice
Even when I speak it’s someone else’s song
Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn
This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else
Cracked windows hold the faces of other lives
Salted bread is torn with prayers I can’t translate
I keep the roofs of distant houses in my eyes
But the mailbox stays empty — no one arrives
Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn
This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else
A ticket in my pocket
Its destination still a stranger
Maybe it’s one-way out
Or just another foreign land
Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
And I keep walking without a border to cross
CREDITS
Performer: The Absents
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Borrowed Cutlery
Asha Monroex
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.
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
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Little White Lie
Megan Clare
Verified Artist
Megan Clare
Megan Clare is a fictional soul-pop singer-songwriter drawn to the quiet moments when people say one thing and feel another. Her warm, close-miked vocals sit over restrained drums, soft keys and melodies that leave room for every uneasy pause. She writes about adult relationships with tenderness, dry humor and an eye for the small domestic details that reveal a larger truth.
Her song “Little White Lie” captures a couple lingering at the edge of a breakup, both polishing the moment until it almost looks painless. Kitchen floors, coats by the door and practiced smiles become part of a bittersweet dance between denial and honesty. Megan’s performance keeps the song graceful without hiding its bruise.
Across her work, Megan favors emotional clarity over spectacle. Her songs feel like late-night conversations: intimate, melodic and quietly direct, made for listeners who know that heartbreak rarely arrives with a slammed door.
Little White Lie
Megan Clare
Mm-mm
Ha ha
Little white lie
Little white lie
You said you were leaving
But you stayed by the door
Counting all the reasons
On the kitchen floor
I had my coat on
You had that face
Both of us pretending
This was not the place
Oh we make it pretty
Then we make it hurt
Say it like a joke
When we know it works
You call me darling
Like it saves the night
I say I’m fine
That’s my little white lie
I dance when I’m breaking
Smile when I cry
Move like I mean it
Under soft blue sky
You say you’re sorry
I say that’s alright
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
We both look good
In a little white lie
Your hand on the table
Mine on the glass
Funny how forever
Can disappear so fast
No heavy drama
No slammed front door
Just a quiet rhythm
Where we wanted more
Oh we make it pretty
Then we make it hurt
Say it like a joke
When we know it works
You call me darling
Like it saves the night
I say I’m fine
That’s my little white lie
I dance when I’m breaking
Smile when I cry
Move like I mean it
Under soft blue sky
You say you’re sorry
I say that’s alright
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
We both look good
In a little white lie
No big goodbye
No final scene
Just you and me
Acting clean
Ha
Isn’t it sweet?
Ha
Isn’t it sad?
I dance when I’m breaking
Smile when I cry
Move like I mean it
Under soft blue sky
You say you’re sorry
I say that’s alright
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
We both look good
In a little white lie
Little white lie
Little white lie
I say I’m fine
That’s my little white lie
CREDITS
Performer: Megan Clare
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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