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Memories
Hazel Vaughn
Verified Artist
Hazel Vaughn
Hazel Vaughn: The pop belle with a twangy accent who managed to steal the hearts of the indie world. She’s the chirpy nightingale from Virginia, whose lyrics remind you of dog-eared diary pages, scribbled in the golden hues of bygone days.
Unlike your cookie-cutter pop stars, Hazel's got a voice that's as rich and comforting as Southern sweet tea. She waltzes between woeful tales of love and nostalgia seasoned with notes of jingle-jangle pop. Everything from her honey-soaked vocals to her homespun charisma wraps you in a joyful yearning, a testament to her unparalleled knack for audio storytelling.
By far, Vaughn's standout track "Memories" has cemented her place in listeners' hearts. It's a deceptively breezy jam, packed with her knack for tugging both heartstrings and guitar strings alike. Underneath the playful tempo, you can almost hear the nostalgia dripping out, invoking halcyon summer days and resurrecting ghosts of first loves.
Our Virginia story-weaver embodies what it means to be a pop artist with depth, warmth, and a pinch of sweet Southern charm. Where Hazel Vaughn goes, an addictive serenade of happy nostalgia follows–humming reminders of memories we thought we'd lost, but dance upon hearing her tunes. The tales continue to spiral through song. Let's all lend an ear, shall we?
Memories
Hazel Vaughn
I have limited information
Flowers in oil
People in formation
For all the things they stole
All you want to whistle
Kettle on the stove
Together with some tea
Purple and gold
Oh this town is empty
And you are a ghost
Oh this town is empty
And you are a ghost
All you have is this skin
And what you taught me
And how you made a mark on all these things
You meant everything
I have trouble breathing
New town
New number
You were eighteen
I'll be crawling under
Oh please do not sleep here
Tell me the truth
You should have disappeared
But I fell for you
Oh this town is empty
And you are a ghost
Oh this town is empty
And you are a ghost
CREDITS
Performer: Hazel Vaughn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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This Isn’t Love
Chris Nate
Verified Artist
Chris Nate
Meet Chris Nate, the alternative tunesmith you've probably never heard of, but will soon be unable to live without. Emerging from the vibrant music scene of Nashville, this little-known troubadour is steadily carving a niche for himself in the wide world of alternative music.
Chris is notoriously bashful about his origins but will tell you this: the fundamental building blocks of his music lie not in Nashville's sing-and-clap heartland, but on the rhythmic streets of his namesake city, Natchitoches, Louisiana. Every song seems to skate effortlessly across bayou blues and backwater folk rock, all while maintaining the ebullient tone that is so very Chris Nate.
It's no surprise that this seemingly scattershot blend of influences works so well given the success of his track, "This Isn't Love." A merry jaunt that dares to ask, 'What if love was more like playing jazz on a banjo in space?’ Delivered with a wink, a nod, and most crucially, a tie-dye shirt, the song is a festival of joy that will have listeners tapping their feet while crying laughter tears.
So, grab your headphones and give Chris Nate a spin. Here’s an artist whose music won’t just tickle your ears, but might just tickle your funny bone as well. He's serving up slices of life with a side of melody, and it's a recipe that's simply too tasty to resist. And if that isn’t love, well, this isn’t a biography. Or is it? Chris Nate might make you question everything. Everything except for his expertise in creating cheerfully menagerie tunes, that is.
This Isn’t Love
Chris Nate
Your keys on my floor like secrets we ignore
Talk cheap in the kitchen but silence said more
Late bites blurred lines
We orbit what we can’t define
And I don’t ask you to stay
But you never walk away
Ooh—ohh—caught in that delay
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
The door’s half closed your shadow blends
Routine strangers no need to pretend
Unread texts skipped calls
But still I’m there when you fall
I won’t hold out a map
You keep tracing the gap
Mm—yeah—holding what we lack
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
Words don’t heal in stereo
We play roles we’ll never know
But I’d still let it repeat—mmm—aah
Ahh—mmm—breathe in the mess
Still tethered nothing less
[Final Chorus]
This isn’t love but we never cared
Falling halfway still unprepared
We burn low slow-motion descent
(Huh!) we just crash not intent
(Yeah!) we just crash not intent
(Uhh!) crash not intent
CREDITS
Performer: Chris Nate
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Home Sweet Home
Tiny House Rats in
Verified Artist
Tiny House Rats in
Tiny House Rats is a quirky and innovative two-person producer group, known for their minimalist yet powerful soundscapes. Hailing from the cozy suburbs of Copenhagen, Denmark, the duo—Jonas “J.T.” Thorsen and Emil Nilsen—came together over a shared love for blending genres and creating music in the small but vibrant studio they affectionately call "The Rat’s Nest," which happens to be located inside a tiny house they built themselves.
Their name, Tiny House Rats, is a nod to their modest setup, where they prove that you don’t need a massive space to make a big impact in the music world.
Jonas, the technical genius behind the beats, and Emil, the melody mastermind, combine their talents to craft eclectic productions that range from electronic and lo-fi hip-hop to indie pop and experimental ambient music.
Their work is defined by its attention to detail and clever use of sound layering, always making the most of the space they have—both physically and musically. They often describe their music as "controlled chaos," where seemingly random elements come together to form something unexpectedly beautiful.
Tiny House Rats are known for their collaborations with various indie vocalists, weaving their unique sound into each project. Their ability to adapt to different styles while maintaining their signature touch has earned them a growing following, particularly among fans of forward-thinking, genre-blurring music.
With tracks like “Lose Yourself” and “Home Sweet Home” Tiny House Rats are proving that size doesn't matter when it comes to creativity, and their tiny house is producing some of the most interesting sounds on the scene.
Home Sweet Home
Tiny House Rats in
Whispered winds home's call
Mem'ries bloom hearts enthrall
Fireside dreams warm glow
Far away yet I know
Home's embrace I'll stow
Yearning for where I belong
Echoes sing a childhood song
Misty morns dewy lawn
Familiar paths now withdrawn
Laughter echoes in my mind
Comfort's embrace hard to find
Distance stretches miles long
To my roots I long
Oh home sweet home
Wherever I roam
Your essence I keep
In dreams I sleep
Longing never to cease
Though afar I roam
Home my heart's true home
CREDITS
Performer: Tiny House Rats in
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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HOT TRACK
Paper Crown
Sera Knox
Verified Artist
Sera Knox
Sera Knox is an electrifying force in the alternative pop landscape, merging her powerful vocals with a compelling electropop sound. Known for her poised low-register verses that lead into soaring upper-register choruses, Sera’s music features dry punchy drums, rubbery synth bass, and angular guitar lines. Her debut track, "Paper Crown," exemplifies her knack for crafting bold melodic hooks that resonate with listeners while delivering sharp and self-aware lyrics. Each element of her production is layered with artistry, creating a sound that is both modern and timeless.
Thematically, Sera’s work revolves around independence and self-worth, often reflecting a conscious rejection of superficial public approval. In "Paper Crown," she encapsulates this sentiment perfectly, using a vibrant sonic palette to convey her triumph over societal expectations. The energetic mood of her songs invites listeners to embrace their individuality and draw strength from within. Her artistic vision is characterized by a blend of electronic influences and traditional pop sensibilities, allowing her to explore complex emotions through a catchy and engaging framework.
As Sera Knox continues to carve out her niche within the notFM HEAT Music Universe, her catalog promises to grow with more tracks that embody her distinctive style. Fans can expect a consistently uplifting listening experience that motivates them to celebrate their uniqueness, making each release a testament to self-empowerment. With her sharp art-pop details, Sera's music remains an invitation to step away from empty status symbols and embrace genuine self-expression.
Paper Crown
Sera Knox
You gave me praise with borrowed words
A polished smile for every turn
A front-row seat a painted name
A perfect pose a hollow game
I learned the rules I played my part
Held every cue against my heart
Then one small crack became a door
I do not need that stage anymore
Keep your medals keep your throne
I can build a life my own
Paper crown let it fall
It was never worth it all
Every cheer became a chain
Every win required my name
Paper crown hit the ground
Hear that honest simple sound
I step out I stand tall
You can keep your paper crown
You sold applause as if it cared
Counted every room I shared
Made my value fit a chart
Turned a person to a part
I know success can still be kind
When I decide what counts as mine
No public score no velvet rope
Can own my nerve or price my hope
Keep your medals keep your throne
I can build a life my own
Paper crown let it fall
It was never worth it all
Every cheer became a chain
Every win required my name
Paper crown hit the ground
Hear that honest simple sound
I step out I stand tall
You can keep your paper crown
I do not need a room to rise
I do not need their measured eyes
My worth survives without a vote
That is the line I choose to hold
Paper crown let it fall
It was never worth it all
Every cheer became a chain
Every win required my name
Paper crown hit the ground
Hear that honest simple sound
I step out I stand tall
You can keep your paper crown
CREDITS
Performer: Sera Knox
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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What Life Hands Me
Talia Hayes
Verified Artist
Talia Hayes
Talia Hayes is a contemporary soul-pop artist whose warm, expressive vocals resonate with listeners seeking authenticity and emotional depth. With a knack for crafting reflective narratives, Talia's songwriting captures the essence of human experience, exploring themes of resilience, self-respect, and healing. Her latest track, "What Life Hands Me," delves into the pressures of modern life—touching upon money struggles while advocating for a gentle approach to life's challenges. This particular song showcases her ability to weave poignant stories that linger in the hearts of her audience.
Emerging from a background steeped in rich musical influences, Talia developed her sound in the intimate cafés and open mic nights of her hometown. It was there that she honed her craft, blending elements of soul and pop to create a style that feels both fresh and timeless. The understated production of her music allows her vibrant vocal identity to shine through, drawing listeners into an immersive experience that captivates without overwhelming.
As Talia continues to evolve as an artist, each new release promises to build on the themes she cherishes. With "What Life Hands Me" as a key piece in her catalog, listeners can expect more songs that invite them to embrace softness amidst life's trials. Talia Hayes stands as a beacon for those navigating their own journeys, reminding them that even in the face of adversity, there is beauty in vulnerability and strength in choice.
What Life Hands Me
Talia Hayes
Bills on the counter
Dreams on the line
Love came with lessons
I signed every time
I used to ask for reasons
Every time plans fell apart
Now I save my questions
For the rooms inside my heart
Some people came with flowers
Some came with unpaid pain
Some gave me a lesson
And never used my name
I had a younger version
Who wanted every door
Now I need less approval
And I sleep a little more
I do not call it failure
When I learn what I can hold
Some gold comes wrapped as pressure
Some truth arrives cold
I been down to my last dollar
Still made dinner for a friend
I been tired past the limit
Still got up again
I do not need a reason
For every turn I take
I just keep my balance
When the floor starts to shake
I take what life hands me
Sweet heavy real
Some days come easy
Some days make me feel
I bend I don’t break
I give I still choose
I lose what I outgrow
I win when I move
I take what life hands me
No perfect plan
I’m softer I’m stronger
I know where I stand
I learned love can be simple
And still not be enough
I learned peace has a price tag
But so does holding up
My mama said be patient
My pride said be wise
My body knew the answer
Before I opened my eyes
I made friends with my limits
I made space for my needs
I stopped calling it selfish
When I wanted to breathe
I keep a little humor
For the hardest kind of day
If joy knocks once a month
I still let it stay
I been down to my last dollar
Still made dinner for a friend
I been tired past the limit
Still got up again
I do not need a reason
For every turn I take
I just keep my balance
When the floor starts to shake
I take what life hands me
Sweet heavy real
Some days come easy
Some days make me feel
I bend I don’t break
I give I still choose
I lose what I outgrow
I win when I move
I take what life hands me
No perfect plan
I’m softer I’m stronger
I know where I stand
I do not owe the past
A seat beside my plate
I can love what happened
And still close that gate
I do not rush my healing
I do not fake my pace
I can carry history
Without wearing its face
I found grace after losing
I found room after no
I found out life keeps giving
When I let some things go
I take what life hands me
Sweet heavy real
Some days come easy
Some days make me feel
I bend I don’t break
I give I still choose
I lose what I outgrow
I win when I move
I take what life hands me
No perfect plan
I’m softer I’m stronger
I know where I stand
I take what life hands me
I know where I stand
I’m softer I’m stronger
I know where I stand
Bills on the counter
Dreams on the line
Life came with lessons
I signed every time
CREDITS
Performer: Talia Hayes
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Call Dropped at 3 AM
Eli Varnish
Verified Artist
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.
Call Dropped at 3 AM
Eli Varnish
Alright…
Yeah yeah don’t tune it too much
Let it breathe
Okay… one two…
Woke up late with the room still shaking
Ashtray full of things I didn’t say
Mirror asks me for an explanation
I tell it “man not today”
Shoes by the door still smell like last night
Clock keeps lying I let it talk
City hums in a crooked rhythm
Like it learned that walk from me
Hey bass… keep it walking
Yeah like that
Don’t rush it
Every plan I make shows up half dressed
Every promise comes out second best
If I fall behind the beat again
Just leave some space I’ll land it then
This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
It trips on truth then calls it a friend
If I sound wrong don’t fix it too soon
That’s where the story sneaks through
Yeah this ain’t clean this ain’t controlled
It’s a loose wire looking for a soul
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do
Hold up…
Let the horn say something
Yeah… go on
(long slide in slightly late)
Mmm… listen
Man… that thing’s complaining
Let him talk
I’m almost done… almost
Sorry… not sorry
(rimshot)
There’s a voice in my head clapping off time
Says “You always push you never wait”
I said “If I slow down I might notice
Everything I try to escape”
Barroom light keeps flickering jokes
Like it knows where I’ve been
Every sound wants a turn at the mic
Even the quiet wants in
Yeah… that’s it
Don’t smooth it out
No no
If this night’s a gamble I roll it bent
Lose my balance call it intent
Break the rule then play it twice
Mess it up till it sounds right
This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
Falls apart then stands again
If my voice cracks just let it through
That’s what it came here to do
Yeah this ain’t neat this ain’t polite
It’s just breath fighting with the night
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do
Alright…
Don’t stop it
Let it ring
Yeah… that’s enough
CREDITS
Performer: Eli Varnish
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Fire In Our Eyes
Wyatt Blake
Verified Artist
Wyatt Blake
Wyatt Blake is a bold new voice in New Country, blending heartfelt storytelling with the grit of heartland rock. With his deep, rugged vocals and a knack for turning simple moments into anthems, he captures the spirit of small-town dreams and the open road. Raised in Tennessee, Wyatt grew up surrounded by the echoes of old country records and the hum of engines rolling down backroads. His music reflects that journey—nostalgic, raw, and always searching for something just out of reach.
His breakout single, "Fire In Our Eye," is a powerful anthem about youth, hope, and the moments that shape us. Built on driving acoustic melodies and a steady beat, the song paints a picture of restless nights, burning ambition, and the realization that time moves faster than we ever expect. With lyrics that cut straight to the heart and a chorus built to be belted out under an open sky, "Fire In Our Eye" is already resonating with fans who know what it means to chase a feeling they can never quite hold onto.
Wyatt's music is a bridge between the past and present—honoring the classic country greats while pushing the genre forward with a fresh, unfiltered sound. Whether he’s singing about love, loss, or the miles left to go, one thing is certain: he’s got a story to tell, and the world is listening.
Wyatt Blake isn't just another country singer—he's a voice for those who still believe in chasing something bigger. 🚗🔥🎶
Fire In Our Eyes
Wyatt Blake
Plastic rings and paper planes
Chasing stars with different names
Thought the world would stay so bright
Didn’t know we’d lose the light
Golden days they fade so fast
Running wild but it don’t last
Still I hear that distant call
Echoes bouncing off the walls
Back then we had fire in our eyes
Shooting high never questioning the sky
Didn’t see the cracks below
Now we’re dancing in the afterglow
Took a train to nowhere towns
Laughed so hard we spun around
Didn’t care what lay ahead
Now we chase what once was said
Golden days they fade so fast
Running wild but it don’t last
Still I hear that distant call
Echoes bouncing off the walls
Back then we had fire in our eyes
Shooting high never questioning the sky
Didn’t see the cracks below
Now we’re dancing in the afterglow
If I could touch the past somehow
I’d hold it tight I’d call it loud
But time don’t stop it moves right through
Leaves you chasing what you knew
Plastic rings and paper planes
Falling fast like summer rain
Close my eyes and see it all
A fading voice a childhood call
CREDITS
Performer: Wyatt Blake
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Call Me Tonight
Amara Vale
Verified Artist
Amara Vale
Amara Vale is a European pop and R&B vocalist whose sultry tone and fearless style have made her one of the most exciting new voices on the scene. Born in Lisbon, Portugal, to a Portuguese father and a French mother, she grew up surrounded by a rich mix of cultural influences. From French chanson to soulful 90s R&B, the music playing in her family home shaped her distinctive sound and artistic vision.
After moving to Barcelona at the age of 12, Amara began performing in small cafés and local festivals, quickly building a reputation for her captivating stage presence. Her ability to blend emotional storytelling with infectious, modern production caught the attention of international producers and audiences alike.
Now based in Berlin, Amara Vale is ready to share her artistry with the world. Her music is available exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, offering listeners a unique blend of atmospheric pop, seductive R&B, and club-ready energy. With each release, she continues to prove that her voice, her style, and her story are unlike anything else in the European music landscape.
Call Me Tonight
Amara Vale
Oh oh yeah…
Mmm… listen…
Every day I see your face in my mind
Every night I’m hoping you’ll give me a sign
The way you left it’s tearing me apart
But one word from you could restart my heart
I can’t hide this feeling inside
Boy you know I tried
Tell me why we’re playing this game
Call my name call my name
Call me tonight I’m losing my mind
Say you’re still mine don’t leave me behind
One more time I’ll make it all right
Call me tonight call me tonight
I remember every touch every smile
The way you made my world feel so worthwhile
I hear your voice in every song I play
It’s like you’re here but still so far away
I can’t hide this feeling inside
Boy you know I tried
Tell me why we’re playing this game
Call my name call my name
Call me tonight I’m losing my mind
Say you’re still mine don’t leave me behind
One more time I’ll make it all right
Call me tonight call me tonight
Baby I can’t sleep I’m wide awake
Every beat of my heart’s a mistake
Without you I’m not the same
So just call my name call my name
Call me…
Tonight…
One more time…
Call me tonight I’m losing my mind (yeah)
Say you’re still mine don’t leave me behind (oh no)
One more time I’ll make it all right (make it right)
Call me tonight call me tonight
Oh… call me tonight…
CREDITS
Performer: Amara Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Every Heartbeat
Dionne
Verified Artist
Dionne
Enter Dionne, a maverick of the dance scene and purveyor of pop perfection hailing from the heart-thrum of Las Vegas, aptly nicknamed Sin City. Unsurprisingly, Dionne's music puts the heart back into the heartland of America's entertainment playground with every thumping beat.
A regular backstage presence at the glittering Strip casinos from a young age, Dionne honed her craft amid the mesmerizing hum of slot machines and the relentless energy of SinCity's pulsating nightlife. Now she's smashing the charts harder than a high roller on a lucky streak, with her notably infectious hit "Every Heartbeat."
Dionne has become synonymous with creating an ecstasy of sound you can’t help but move to, weaving happy harmonies like a nimble-fingered croupier dealing a hand of high-stakes poker. Her music doesn't just evoke a happy mood; no, it screws up happiness into a confetti ball and throws it high into the Nevada night sky – a neon rainbow explosion against the backdrop of the Vegas lights.
In Dionne, we found our music equivalent to a Vegas jackpot - always unexpected, always exhilarating. She's placing Dance back on the frontline and hitting the jackpot not with poker chips, but with every electrifying, happy heartbeat resonating in her tunes. And let's say this; she's just getting warmed up.
Every Heartbeat
Dionne
Shadows linger where the sunlight fades
Holding secrets in the empty space
Your silhouette’s a memory untold
It’s a story that I can’t let go
Caught between the static and the sound
Reaching for the way to turn around
Every heartbeat chasing a sign
Lost in the rhythm searching for time
Falling deeper I feel the weight
But maybe this is how we find our way
Paper walls can’t keep the world outside
Every tear’s a piece of what we hide
I’m still learning how to let it show
But your eyes they see what I don’t know
Caught between the static and the sound
Reaching for the way to turn around
Every heartbeat chasing a sign
Lost in the rhythm searching for time
Falling deeper I feel the weight
But maybe this is how we find our way
It’s not the end it’s just a curve
A second chance the one we deserve
We’re not alone even when we break
The pieces fit in the steps we take
If I could hold the night a little longer
I’d show you how we rise from the thunder
Nothing’s perfect but we’ll make it through
Every crack lets the light shine through
Every heartbeat chasing a sign
Lost in the rhythm searching for time
Falling deeper I feel the weight
But maybe this is how we find our way
Every crack lets the light shine through
This is how we find what’s true
CREDITS
Performer: Dionne
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Rush
Zayne Archer
Verified Artist
Zayne Archer
Zayne Archer is a boundary-pushing alternative pop artist known for his electrifying soundscapes and cinematic storytelling. Blending pulsing synths, raw vocals, and immersive production, he crafts songs that feel like adrenaline-fueled journeys through neon-lit nights.
Born in a city that never sleeps, Zayne grew up surrounded by the hum of technology and the restless energy of the streets. His music reflects that tension—between chaos and control, between the past and the unknown future. With "Rush," his latest single, he captures the thrill of breaking free, a sonic dive into the moment where hesitation vanishes and the only way is forward.
Unapologetic, relentless, and charged with emotion, Zayne Archer is more than just a musician—he’s a force in motion.
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Rush
Zayne Archer
You ever feel like… everything’s just waiting to break?
Like the air is charged the ground is humming?
No map No guide Just the rush—
Frequencies twist through the air
Signals lost but we don’t care
Glass reflections shift and break
Every risk is ours to take
Wires hum beneath our skin
Circuits glow pull us in
No escape no rewind
(Oh-oh-oh)
Rush collide feel the spark
Running fast through the dark
No more doubts no more chains
We are fire in the rain—hey! (whoa-oh!)
Moving faster pulse in sync
Gravity’s a faded link
Rules dissolve like vapor trails
Every step rewrites the tale
Wires hum beneath our skin
Circuits glow pull us in
No escape no rewind
(Oh-oh-oh)
Rush collide feel the spark
Running fast through the dark
No more doubts no more chains
We are fire in the rain—hey! (whoa-oh!)
No echoes left to guide us home
We build the path we walk alone
No end in sight no need to know
Just let go—(oh-oh-oh!)
Falling forward hands untied
Diving deep into the night
No regrets no space no time
Just the sound of hearts aligned
CREDITS
Performer: Zayne Archer
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 Breaking Out
Kara Vellin
Verified Artist
Kara Vellin
Getting your dance shoes on yet, you cheeky lot? Well, you better do, coz we're dialling up the groove with the effervescent Kara Vellin! Brimming with more electricity than that dodgy socket in your nan's garden shed, this dazzling diva hails from the pretend glitzy town of Vellinville.
You'll be hard-pushed to find a signpost to Vellinville on Google Maps, but trust us—it's right at the intersection of Powerhouse Avenue and Infectious Tune Terrace. This bustling burg pulses to Kara Vellin's contagiously upbeat rhythms, soundtracking back garden boogies, impromptu kitchen discos and wild dreams of freedom under the glittering disco ball.
"I'm Breaking Out" is Kara's iridescent calling card—close your peepers and watch her shimmy through your cerebrum like a day-glo dynamo. This dance floor princess's tracks are the aural equivalent of cracking open a neon piñata—there's a vibrant shower of happy in every beat. Is it confetti or synths raining down? Who cares, we’re all smiles here!
Throw a dart at a chart of dance music’s multiverse, and you'll hit something that Vellin has jubilantly commandeered for her own playground. So grab your glowsticks, drench yourself in biodegradable glitter and join our neon queen as she lights up the dance floor — Kara Vellin is in the house, and now, so are you.
I’m Breaking Out
Kara Vellin
New shoes clean slate—
Steppin’ out can’t wait
Used to tiptoe used to fade
Your spotlight made my colors grey
Now I’m bright and walking bold
No more playing stories told
No need to whisper down my shine
I dance louder every time
This is mine (uh) all this light (yeah)
Took it back now I feel right (so right)
No more small no more doubt
Watch me spin I’m breaking out (woo!)
Head high beat flows—
That shadow? Gone like echoes
Didn’t ask but I was framed
Fit your mold but I won’t stay
Mirror cracked and I walked through
Now I’m framed in something true
Used to dim to let you rise
Now I glow in open skies
This is mine (mine) all this light (light)
Took it back now I feel right (feel right)
No more small no more doubt
Watch me spin I’m breaking out (uh-huh!)
Step for step I own this beat—
I’m the one you can’t delete
Hands up breath full
I’m not hiding I’m in control
Every move every beat—
Feels like I’m finally complete
CREDITS
Performer: Kara Vellin
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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