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Call It Even
Janelle Porter
Verified Artist
Janelle Porter
Janelle Porter is a soul and house vocalist with a warm, expressive delivery and a taste for records that feel equally at home on the dancefloor and in headphones. Her music draws from classic house piano, disco loops, gospel harmonies and the emotional directness of old soul songwriting, but she keeps the production clean and contemporary. She is less interested in dramatic breakup narratives than in the complicated, adult moments that come after them, when affection, disappointment and gratitude can all exist in the same sentence.
On Call It Even, Porter turns the end of a relationship into something generous instead of bitter. The song moves on a bright 123 BPM house groove while the lyric refuses to assign blame, choosing memory and perspective over resentment. That balance has become central to her sound, uplifting without becoming lightweight, soulful without leaning on nostalgia, and emotionally honest without losing the sense that the music should still make people move.
Call It Even
Janelle Porter
You keep the good chair I'll keep the arguing
You take the coast I'll take the noise
We could sit here counting who owes who
Or put it down and both walk out the door
There's no villain in this room
Just two people out of time
Let's call it even
Let's call it kind
Let's call it two years I would never trade
For an easier life
Let's call it even
Let's call it done
And I'll still be glad that it was you
When I'm ninety-one
(even even call it even)
I'm not going to make you the reason
Everything after this went wrong
That's a heavy thing to hand somebody
And you carried enough of mine
Let's call it even
Let's call it kind
Let's call it two years I would never trade
For an easier life
Let's call it even
Let's call it done
And I'll still be glad that it was you
When I'm ninety-one
I hope the coast is good to you
I hope you find the quiet kind
I hope somebody meets you at the airport
Every single time
Let's call it even
Let's call it kind
Let's call it two years I would never trade
For an easier life
Let's call it even
Let's call it done
And I'll still be glad that it was you
When I'm ninety-one
Let's call it even
Let's call it kind
CREDITS
Performer: Janelle Porter
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Hold Your Cross
Aurora Finch
Verified Artist
Aurora Finch
Aurora Finch is an independent singer-songwriter from Edinburgh, Scotland. She is contracted under Filodyo and whose work voraciously resonates with the vast local music scene.
Born and raised in the shadow of the UK's most mystical capital, Finch has evolved from singing in the rain-soaked alleyways of Edinburgh, a city globally recognized for its love for stirrings of creativity, to performing at local venues. Known for her deep-textured voice and unwavering dedication, she paints an ethereal sonic portrait that revolves around themes of love, life, and memories. Aurora plays guitar like she's ringing a bell and is able to stir up some pretty gnarly sound liveliness when she combines it with her husky vocals. There is, however, nothing 'cold' about this Finch, except perhaps her icy-blue guitar which has become her trademark.
One of her most notable tracks, "Hold Your Cross", showcases Aurora's ability to weave melodies that perfectly blend depth and lightheartedness. With lyrics that touch on the intricacies of human nature and tell a captivating story, the song is just one of many illustrations of her uncanny ability to resonate deeply with listeners. The song showcases Finch's gift - a knack for writing melodies as magnets for emotions, attracting both the reminiscent and visionary listeners from all around her hometown.
Whether it's on stage or off, Aurora Finch emanates warmth and wit in equal measure. She's the kind of artist you expect to find writing lyrics on a napkin in a quirky café or strumming her guitar from the comfort of a worn-out armchair. With a brilliant talent whose roots are firmly grounded, Aurora Finch is definitely a name to look out for in the increasingly eclectic world of independent music.
Hold Your Cross
Aurora Finch
Raise your fears up high
Or drown 'em in the sea
Screamin' in the air
Somethin'
Somethin'
Somethin'
Keep your legs
Your legs steady
Head
Head
Heavy
Hold your cross 'til the bell tolls
Keep your legs
Your legs steady
Head
Head
Heavy (Kee-kee-kee)
Hold your cross and make amends
(Bong bong bong)
Findin' new weather
Paintin' the new hymn
Through the eyes of believers
Buildin'
Buildin'
Buildin'
Keep your legs
Your legs steady
Head
Head
Heavy
Hold your cross 'til the bell tolls
Keep your legs
Your legs
Steady
Head
Head
Heavy
Hold your cross and make amends
Hold steady
CREDITS
Performer: Aurora Finch
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Kiss Me When I'm Lying
Mirov Saint
Verified Artist
Mirov Saint
Meet Mirov Saint, everyone's favorite disco-spinning, beat-making connoisseur of all that is musical and funky. Hailing from a place as elusive as his name suggests, this maestro reigns from the far-flung utopia we like to call Saint Petersburg, crafting soundtracks that make our everyday lives feel like an enchanted fairy tale.
This genteel DJ, signed to Filodyo—shout out to them for recognising raw talent—works nightclub miracles, turning songs into disco-infused enchantments. His pièce de résistance? A cabaret dance cover of Romeo Vane's "Kiss Me When I'm Lying", of course. Because who needs a prince charming when you've got Mirov Saint remixing your life soundtrack?
Behind the decks, he becomes this alchemy wizard, transforming every beat into disco-gold, infusing happiness in every note. Take a gander at Mirov's Spotify. You'll think you've been transported to a Moscow underground disco in the 70s—a place where anxiety is unknown, and the mood is perpetually “Happy”.
So there you have it, folks. Mirov Saint, living proof that disco isn't dead, it's just been chilling in Saint Petersburg, waiting for one wizardly DJ to mix it back to life.
Kiss Me When I'm Lying
Mirov Saint
You taste like trouble and cheap red wine
Black boots kicking off the dashboard side
Your hair messed up and your friends outside
Small town talk but we move too fast
Everybody staring when we walk past
You laugh loud when the speakers break
Steal my jacket like a little game
Hands cold wrapped around my neck
You say “relax” then make a mess
Oh-oh
Don’t stop now
Oh-oh
Spin me around
Kiss me when I’m lying
Tell me I’m your type
We can fake forever for a Friday night
(Yeah yeah)
Your lipstick on my cigarette
Your number in my head again
One look and I lose control
Like whoa-oh-oh
Taxi doors and buzzing amps
Cheap hotel and tangled hands
Your dance moves cutting through the room
Everybody watching you
Low lights flicker on your rings
You move sharp to the kick drum beat
Every word got attitude
God you make bad ideas look cool
No sleep
Heartbeat
Fast lane
On repeat
Kiss me when I’m lying
Tell me I’m your type
We can fake forever for a Friday night
(Hey hey)
Your perfume on my leather coat
You pull away then pull me close
One touch and I lose control
Like whoa-oh-oh
Bad habits look good on you
Too much smoke in the dressing room
Red lights blur when you bite your lip
Whole damn room start losing it
Kiss me when I’m lying
Dance into the light
Young hearts burning through the after-midnight
(Yeah yeah)
Your name stuck like a melody
Wild eyes full of energy
One kiss and the whole world spins
Again and again
Black boots
Backseat
Your laugh
Still on me
CREDITS
Performer: Mirov Saint
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Second-Hand Sunday
Leonard Isaiah Ellis
Verified Artist
Leonard Isaiah Ellis
Leonard Isaiah Ellis is a British singer and songwriter known for his warm baritone, understated delivery, and the kind of presence that never needs to shout to be felt. Raised in South London, he grew up between church harmonies, old soul records, and the city’s late-night dance culture, which shaped the mix of intimacy and rhythm that runs through his music. Before releasing his own material, Ellis spent years writing hooks, recording demos, and lending vocals to producers in the house and electronic scene, quietly building a reputation as a dependable voice with real character.
His single Second-Hand Sunday shows a softer, more personal side of his writing. Built around small domestic details and a calm sense of gratitude, the song trades drama for comfort and finds meaning in ordinary moments, cheap coffee, old records, and the rare luxury of having nowhere to be. It is that balance of lived-in storytelling and soulful restraint that defines Leonard Isaiah Ellis, an artist more interested in honesty than image, and in songs that linger long after the room has gone quiet.
Second-Hand Sunday
Leonard Isaiah Ellis
Six coins in the jar on the shelf
Rain on the window like applause
You in my shirt with the sleeves rolled
Making toast like it's a job
We are not going anywhere today
And that is the whole plan
Give me a second-hand Sunday
Cheap coffee no ambition
Give me a second-hand Sunday
Nothing broken nothing missing
I have been rich and I have been thin
I'd take this over both of them
Give me a second-hand Sunday
(oh oh)
There's a record we have played into the ground
The needle skips at the same part
And we sing over the gap
Like it was meant to be there
Give me a second-hand Sunday
Cheap coffee no ambition
Give me a second-hand Sunday
Nothing broken nothing missing
I have been rich and I have been thin
I'd take this over both of them
Give me a second-hand Sunday
Everybody's chasing a bigger room
A better view a longer table
I've got a kettle and a radio
And somebody worth the morning
Give me a second-hand Sunday
Cheap coffee no ambition
Give me a second-hand Sunday
Nothing broken nothing missing
I have been rich and I have been thin
I'd take this over both of them
Give me a second-hand Sunday
Give me a second-hand Sunday
(oh oh)
CREDITS
Performer: Leonard Isaiah Ellis
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Secondhand Alibi
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?"
Secondhand Alibi
Romeo Vane
I found it in a Sunday ad
Between a sofa and a wedding band
“Barely used no questions asked”
The seller wore a borrowed name
He said it worked on jealous hearts
On hotel clerks and parking guards
I paid in cash he wished me luck
Then vanished before the light changed
I practiced every detail
The hour the street the rain
But truth has lousy manners
It keeps interrupting names
I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine
I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine
I said the train was running late
You knew that line from ’98
I blamed a man I’d never met
You said “At least invent him well”
I moved the evening half an hour
Changed the bar replaced the car
By then the lie had better shoes
And more ambition than the truth
I gave it dates and weather
A witness and a scar
You watched me build the ceiling
Then asked where the foundations are
I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine
I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine
Mine on Monday
Mine by five
Mine when I need
Someone else to survive
The seller called at 2:13
Said “That excuse belongs to me”
I told him he could have it back
He laughed and said “You made it yours”
You poured your drink into the sink
Not angry almost entertained
You said “The worst part isn’t this
It’s how rehearsed you look in pain”
So here’s the part I didn’t buy
No clever date no useful guy
I stayed because I liked the risk
I left because you noticed it
No missing train no broken phone
No nameless friend to take the blame
I wanted two incompatible things
And called confusion by your name
I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me why
Now every version sounds like mine
I bought a secondhand alibi
But guilt was never in the price
Keep the story keep the night
Every version sounds like mine
The truth was sitting in the car
Patient as an unpaid fare
I opened up the passenger door
It said “You took your time”
CREDITS
Performer: Romeo Vane
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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River of Your Rhythm
Lio Hart
Verified Artist
Lio Hart
Lio Hart, a captivating solo artist based in Amsterdam, has emerged from the depths of an online collaboration to redefine his musical identity. After a significant hiatus, he returns with fresh perspectives that shine through his dynamic catalog. His latest track, "River of Your Rhythm," embodies a dreamy and inspirational essence, inviting listeners to lose themselves in its infectious pulse. Lio's voice weaves through vibrant electronic beats, crafting an atmosphere where emotions linger. Each lyric hints at intimacy and longing, pulling at the heartstrings while urging you to dance.
The turning point in Lio's creative journey came when he finally met his collaborators face-to-face, transforming their collective vision into an exhilarating reality. This newfound energy has infused his work with deeper layers, as evidenced by tracks like "Echoes of Tomorrow" and "Chasing Stars." His music resonates with themes of connection and exploration, blending EDM and pop influences to create an uplifting experience. With every release, Lio Hart invites listeners to step into his world, where every beat is a celebration of life’s rhythms.
River of Your Rhythm
Lio Hart
Step by step in the quiet night
Your silhouette under fading light
Every breath pulls me into you
Like a current I fall into
Your voice moves slow and low
Feels like something I should know
Take me down the river of your rhythm
Let the water pull me where you’re hidden
I sink deeper every time you listen
Lost but I can feel the way you glisten
Take me down the river of your rhythm
Nothing in the night can break the vision
Hey ya ra hey ya ra na
Hey ya ra carry me far
Hey ya ra hey ya ra na
I am where your shadows are
Heartbeats land in a steady flow
Right on time with the undertow
Every step is a quiet spell
Pulls me in where the echoes dwell
Your voice moves slow and low
Feels like something I should know
Take me down the river of your rhythm
Let the water pull me where you’re hidden
I sink deeper every time you listen
Lost but I can feel the way you glisten
Take me down the river of your rhythm
Nothing in the night can break the vision
Hey ya ra hey ya ra na
Hey ya ra carry me far
Hey ya ra hey ya ra na
I am where your shadows are
CREDITS
Performer: Lio Hart
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Left the Light On
Nyvera
Verified Artist
Nyvera
Hailing from New York, Nyvera encapsulates the transformative power of music with a voice steeped in soulful resonance and a past rooted in the rich traditions of church choirs. With tracks like "Left the Light On," a gritty yet uplifting dance anthem, she blends her deep alto with slick house production elements, creating a sound that pays homage to her origins while exploring new secular territories. The song is a reflection on waiting and hope, echoing sentiments of bittersweet nostalgia through its whispering Rhodes loops and dusty string samples that evoke a warm, organic feel reminiscent of classic disco.
A few years into her career, Nyvera has built a dedicated following in the vibrant Amsterdam music scene, playing at venues like De School and collaborating with local producers on energetic tracks that inspire both dancing and introspection. Her catalog showcases an evolution where secular explorations retain the emotional depth of her roots. The analog warmth of her productions, filled with vinyl crackles and fat bass lines, invites listeners to lose themselves on the dance floor while connecting with the poignant stories woven into each melody. As she continues to tour and connect with fans, Nyvera’s journey reflects a commitment to authenticity and an unwavering belief in music’s ability to light the way forward.
Left the Light On
Nyvera
(I left the light on)
You said you'd call me when you landed
Two Novembers came and went
I stopped putting the good plates out
But I never moved the bed
It's not a promise it's a habit
It's not waiting it's just how I live
I left the light on
Not because I think you're coming
I left the light on
So I don't come home to nothing
And if that's you at the door one day
I won't pretend I didn't hope
But I left the light on for me
Not for you
(left it on left it on)
Your mother still sends me a birthday card
I still write her back in June
Some people don't leave all at once
They leave a room at a time
I left the light on
Not because I think you're coming
I left the light on
So I don't come home to nothing
And if that's you at the door one day
I won't pretend I didn't hope
But I left the light on for me
Not for you
I'm not the girl who's holding out
I'm the one who's holding up
There's a difference and it took me
Every winter to learn it
I left the light on
Not because I think you're coming
I left the light on
So I don't come home to nothing
And if that's you at the door one day
I won't pretend I didn't hope
But I left the light on for me
Not for you
I left the light on for me
(left it on left it on)
CREDITS
Performer: Nyvera
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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You Weren’t Looking
Soft Rebellion
You Weren’t Looking
Soft Rebellion
I passed your street last night
Didn’t mean to — or maybe I did
Same windows same light
But nothing inside felt like it did
You always said “it’s just a place”
But some rooms keep their ghosts
I still see you in that chair
Talking fast laughing most
I left a note in my head
For all the words I never said
Like how silence grew too loud
And how I stayed when I should’ve fled
I watched your eyes drift off
When I needed them to stay
But maybe I was asking
For more than you could say
You weren’t looking
When I reached out
You weren’t listening
When I came down
CREDITS
Performer: Soft Rebellion
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Hidden Intentions
Daya
Verified Artist
Daya
Daya, hailing from Berlin's vibrant warehouse party scene, emerged as a distinctive voice in the electronic music landscape. Cultivating a sound that effortlessly blends elements of dance, pop, and EDM, her music invites listeners into a world filled with subtle intricacies and heartfelt emotions. The genesis of her artistic identity can be traced back to intimate gatherings where familiar faces danced to the same beats, each night weaving tales of longing and connection amidst pulsating rhythms.
Her latest track, "Hidden Intentions," serves as a poignant encapsulation of Daya’s lyrical prowess, capturing the complexity of unspoken desires and the nuances often lost in silence. With its dreamy and uplifting melodies, the song reflects a recurring theme in her catalog: the exploration of hidden emotions wrapped in infectious grooves. Each composition resonates with a hopeful spirit, echoing the sentiments she often observes on the dancefloor—where every note elicits a sense of shared experience and intimacy among strangers.
As she embarks on her first real tour, Daya carries with her the energy of countless nights spent perfecting her craft at clubs like Berghain and Watergate. Her connection to her audience feels almost palpable; she creates spaces where vulnerability thrives amid beats that compel movement. While "Hidden Intentions" stands out as a testament to her artistic evolution, it is merely one piece in Daya's growing catalog that promises to captivate and inspire for years to come.
Hidden Intentions
Daya
A quiet room holds secrets in the air
Your footsteps tell a story I can’t compare
You move with purpose but you hide your aim
Every subtle motion plays a careful game
I read your silence like a coded sign
You’re close enough but never mine
I know the risk you keep behind your stare
One step too far and we’re both laid bare
Hidden intentions pulling me in
You blur the line between danger and sin
Silent agreements under my skin
One wrong move and the game begins
Hidden intentions—
I feel the truth beneath your grin
Your hand stays steady when the stakes climb high
You draw me near without needing to try
I sense the motive in your measured tone
You stand beside me but remain unknown
I know the risk you keep behind your stare
One step too far and we’re both laid bare
Hidden intentions pulling me in
You blur the line between danger and sin
Silent agreements under my skin
One wrong move and the game begins
Hidden intentions—
I feel the truth beneath your grin
If we cross the line we can’t return
Every stolen moment builds a burn
We both carry secrets we can’t share
Yet somehow we meet at the thinnest layer
If tomorrow finds you on my side
I won’t question where you choose to hide
CREDITS
Performer: Daya
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Rust Sleeps in Code
Ghosts in Amber
Rust Sleeps in Code
Ghosts in Amber
CREDITS
Performer: Ghosts in Amber
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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One More Day
Dani T
Verified Artist
Dani T
A hidden gem in the bustling indie music world, Dani T is so underground you'll need a shovel to find him. Born among the spinning disco balls of Transylvania, Romania, this mirthful music alchemist knows how to glitter in the dark.
With his effervescent concoction of synth-laden dance beats, Dani T brings the Transylvanian nightlife to your speakers of choice. His infectious track, "One More Day," is just like garlic to a vampire—utterly irresistible and heating up dancefloors faster than Dracula racing to his coffin at sunrise.
Dani T's talent lies in his ability to infuse his tracks with a joy so potent it could charm a sullen ghoul out of a funk. His music doesn't just evoke happiness—it practically puts it on steroids, glitters it up, and sends it spinning out into the world with a bass-pounding emphasis.
The ghosts of Dani T’s concert crowd may lack a pulse, but trust us, they know how to party. So why stake your heart on mainstream artists when you can sink your teeth into Dani T’s deliciously diverse dark dance tracks? Hop on the next night train to Transylvania, and give Dani T's music a fangtastic whirl.
One More Day
Dani T
You gotta get up now
And take a breath
There's no stopping
No slowing
Until the day of your death
It's a rollercoaster
A crash
A fall from grace
A 180 turnaround
A miracle
And it's in your face
Just open your eyes
And look around
You get one more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly
You can take it
You can leave it
The choice is yours
You can believe it
You can be it
You can be sure
It's a highway
It's a journey
A road unpaved
It's your life
It's your turn
And it's calling your name
Just open your eyes
And look around
You get one more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly
One more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly
CREDITS
Performer: Dani T
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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