#billy melrose

[just-here-for-the-whump]

Scarecrow and Mrs. King 3x17 The Eyes Have It

Part 2

[sky-ivylight]

When your boss is sort of your dad but like your bro who makes making fun of you his entire personality but in the coworker way. Also he's the only person you know from work with a healthy work/life balance and a totally sound mental state.

Metaphorically stan Billy Melrose for clear skin and watered crops (because stan culture is toxic and we don't do that here <3).

He has no favorite child (it's Amanda) because he is a fair and balanced leader without bias, (Amanda is his favorite) but if he were to have a favorite (Amanda) it would be entirely because they are without problematic behaviour and have never done anything wrong in their life (Amanda).

[ID: A messy, partially colored in digital sketch of an older, plump, dark-skinned, balding man with a mustache, sitting in an armchair. He is dressed in an 80s 3 piece suit (without the jacket) and tie, with one elbow propped up on the arm of the chair, his hand raised and fingers rubbing together in thought as he looks in amusement over his left shoulder. The sketch is in greyscale. /END ID]

[celebclippinz]

Magazine clippings & movie sill

[oldshowbiz]

Lucy’s was a Billy Wilder watering hole in the 1940s and 1950s.

It turned into a Mexican restaurant in 1964.

[raurquiz]

#Happybirthday @WOCampbell #BillyCampbell #actor #okona #startrek #thenextgeneration #TheOutrageousOkona #startrekprodigy #TheRocketeer #enough #dracula #helix #The4400 #MelrosePlace #onceandagain #outthere #eureka    #fullcircle    #modus #thekilling #cardinal #fbi #startrek56

[denver-carrington]

Heather Locklear (Sammy Jo) and Billy Campbell (Luke Fuller) in a scene from the Melrose Place reboot. 

[lostinsantacarla]

(Upclose shot of the eyeball ring Dwayne wears)

"I remember we went shopping on Melrose for some of the jewelry that we wore in the movie- like the rings with eyeballs in them." - Billy Wirth (From the Lost In The Shadows book by Paul Davis)

[cierraonline]

Ouuu whats the new Billie book gonna be about!!?! I’m excited now lol

I’ll Believe It For You

chapter one: I'll believe it for you

masterlist | next chapter

Would it be crazy to say that, as a girl obsessed with orchestral music yet plagued by stage fright, I always knew I was destined for fame?

“Storm, over here!”

“Storm, look over here!”

“Over here, Storm!”

“Storm, how does it feel to be the youngest and fastest artist ever to win an EGOT award?!”

It’s even crazier to think it all began with a favor for my best friend’s older brother.

“Hey, Kitten!” Finneas bounced over to me in Billie’s room, where I was currently sprawled on her bed, working on a composition that seemed to be going nowhere.

“What do you want, Ferb?” Storm groaned, scratching out an entire bar that didn’t make logical sense to the ear.

“How would you like to write and compose a song for my band and Billie’s dance class?” He bent down to her  level on the floor next to the bed.

“Okay,” The girl nodded, looking up at him.

“Than—”

“Not so fast,” Billie interrupted her brother’s gratitude, unimpressed with the one-sided deal. “What does she get in return?” She sat up, suddenly awake from her boredom. Normally, she would be at dance practice around this time, but she’d been sidelined due to the pain in her hip that had been bothering her for a week.

“What do you want?” Finneas groaned, knowing that if his sister was setting the terms, it wouldn’t come cheap.

“Oh,” Storm murmured, my eyes widening as she scrambled to think of what she could ask for. “A miniverse ball… please?”

“Just a miniverse ball?” Both siblings blinked at her in disbelief. One in shock that that was all she would ask for when she held the upper hand; the other, bemused and skeptical.

“Dea—”

“You could drain this sucker’s pockets, and one miniverse ball is all you can think of?” Billie furrowed her brows.

“I like writing music and composing, so it’s not like I’m doing something I don’t want to do. Plus, Ferb always gets Ben & Jerry's when he goes to the store. And you know how I feel about my Ben & Jerry’s,” Storm said, meeting Billie’s gaze, ocean-blue eyes meeting void-white ones.

“Don’t listen to her. She wants five miniverse balls and those Mary Jane leather heels from the thrift store on Melrose,” Billie cut in, looking at her brother with a determined expression.

“No,” Finneas shook his head, convinced she was asking for too much.

“Then no song,” Billie crossed her arms.

Hesitation flickered in Finneas’s eyes as he stared down his little sister, who shot the energy right back at him. Storm glanced back and forth between them, unsure if she should intervene, but knowing the family as well as she did, Storm figured it was better not to—otherwise, She’d be the one on the receiving end of their glares.

“Fine,” Finneas groaned, realizing he’d lost this battle with Billie leading the negotiation. He extended his hand, letting Billie shake on the agreement, while Storm trashed the music sheet she been working on and opened the sketchpad app on her iPad.

Or maybe none of that was crazy. Maybe the real craziness was me, an eleven-year-old, writing a song about how looking into my best friend’s eyes made me feel.

“Hellooo!” Billie waved her hand in front of my face, snapping me out of my trance. “Pay attention to me! Why do you keep looking at me, then going back to writing?”

I've been watching' you for some time

Can't stop staring' at those ocean eyes

Burning cities and napalm skies

Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes

Your ocean eyes

“If you don’t say anything, I’m going to put together one of your miniverse balls right in front of you,” the blonde threatened, but she was ignored yet again as Storm glanced up from her tablet, made brief eye contact, and returned to writing with renewed intensity.

No fair

You really know how to make me cry

When you gimme those ocean eyes

I'm scared

I've never fallen from quite this high

Falling' into your ocean eyes

Those ocean eyes

Letting out a frustrated breath from deep within her lungs, Billie stood up from the left side of her bed and walked over to where Storm’s new miniverse balls lay. “I’m holding them…” she waved the wrapped balls in her hand, voice laced with mischief. “I’m going to open them…” 

Still, nothing. The moment she began picking at the wrapping, however, Storm’s head snapped up, and her pout quickly formed.

“Nooo,” Storm whined softly, not wanting Billie to open them. Everything about Miniverse was special to her—from unwrapping the tiny treasures to arranging them neatly on her shelf with the others.

“Are you going to talk to me?” Billie tilted her head to the side, eyebrow raised.

“I have to finish writing,” Storm groaned, already anticipating Billie’s disobedience as a form of punishment.

“You can write and talk to me,” Billie shrugged, peeling further at the wrapper.

“Don’t touch those!” Storm protested, wanting her rewards to stay intact.

“You erase anything from my wall if it isn’t ‘happy,’ so I think I’m allowed a little revenge,” Billie replied, defending her actions.

“Because… I don’t get why you’re so sad,” Storm pouted again, her voice soft with concern.

“Because you’re still a kid, Peaches,” Billie replied, finally setting down the miniverse balls. She didn’t really want to open them; she just wanted her best friend’s attention.

“You’re only two years older than me,” Storm crossed her arms defiantly.

“Yeah, and within those two years, I’ve experienced more than you.”

“You said the same thing when you got your period before me.”

“One day, you’ll understand… but, hopefully, that day never comes,” Billie sighed, sitting cross-legged in front of her friend on the bed, her face softening.

“Is it really that bad?” Storm looked up at her, innocent eyes wide.

“It’s the worst,” Billie whispered, leaning forward and resting her head gently on top of Storm’s, closing her eyes and allowing herself to relax.

“One day, I’m gonna make all the sadness go away so you don’t have to feel it anymore.”

“It doesn’t work like that, Peaches,” Billie murmured, sighing softly.

“But it will, Honeybee,” Storm smiled, sensing her friend’s body sink further into relaxation. “You just gotta believe.”

“And what if I don’t believe that?”

“Then I’ll believe it for you,” Storm replied warmly. “That’s what best friends do, regardless of age.”

True friendship knows no age; it's a bond that bridges years, laughs in shared moments, and finds wisdom in each other's hearts.

“It didn’t sound right,” Storm judged as Finneas and his bandmates looked at her and Billie, awaiting feedback on their performance of the song she had written and composed for them.

“It was awful,” Billie shook her head.

“It wasn’t awful,” Storm nudged Billie’s thigh. “It just wasn’t… beautiful. Maybe try a softer approach and create depth.”

“Huh?” Travis, the drummer, looked at the two young girls, visibly puzzled.

“She means you guys are screwed,” Billie stated flatly.

“They’re not!” Storm stood, smiling with encouragement. “We’ll help you.”

“We who?” Billie raised an eyebrow.

“Us we,” Storm grinned. “Now, stand by the microphone and sing. I’ll add depth with my voice.”

“Ugh, fine,” Billie groaned, taking her older brother’s place behind the mic alongside Storm.

“Yay,” Storm’s soft, dark eyes sparkled. “Okay, start from the top.” 

The band picked up from the beginning, creating the soft, melodic sound Storm had spent the last two days carefully crafting and refining.

Billie | Storm

I've been watching' you' for some time. 

Can't stop staring' at those ocean eyes 

Burning cities and napalm skies

Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes

Your ocean eyes

No fair No fair 

You really know how to make me cry You really know how to make me cry

When you gimme those ocean eyes those ocean eyes

I'm scared

I've never fallen from quite this high

Falling' into your ocean eyes

Those ocean eyes Those ocean eyes

The music stopped leaving the two girls confused. “Why did you guys stop?” Billie turns to them.

“T-That was amazing,” Finneas said, looking at the two girls, his eyes wide with awe. He’d heard them sing together before, but it had always been lighthearted and playful. This was different—an almost out-of-body experience as their voices intertwined, creating something otherworldly.

“It was like… a melodic acid trip, with angels singing while it’s thundering outside,” Travis murmured, slowly processing what he’d just experienced.

“I was awful, and Storm was amazing. I totally ruined it,” Billie laughed, her disbelief clear as she shook her head.

“You were incredible, Peaches,” Storm replied with a soft smile, genuinely unconvinced by Billie’s self-criticism.

“No, I wasn’t,” Billie insisted.

“It was so good,” Finneas said, his voice sincere. “I have to post this on SoundCloud.”

“Just for it to get, like, one listen,” Billie jokes, rolling her eyes.

“I think it’s going to be a hit for Ferb,” Storm encouraged, giving a supportive smile to the older boy who was like a big brother to her.

“Thank you, Kitten,” Finneas grinned, feeling lifted by her words. “I’m posting it right now.” He moved to upload the recording from his laptop onto the platform.

To everyone who listened, Billie was the voice, and I was the experience. Together, we created a whole spatial audio universe.

Do the dance, do the dance

The way you move is a mystery

Do the dance

You're always there for music and me

Do the dance

The way you move is a mystery

Do the dance

You're always there for music and me

Storm bounced around her family’s home, singing the lyrics to "D.A.N.C.E." by Justice while mimicking the dance moves from her Just Dance game on the Wii. It was Sunday, which meant family night—an evening reserved for movies, laughter, and simply enjoying each other’s company.

In their lively, culturally rich household, three family members filled the space: Roman Siren, a 35-year-old Samoan native from Los Angeles; Veronica Dash, a 34-year-old African American woman from New York City; and their eleven-year-old daughter, Storm, whose unique white hair complemented the vibrant personality that inspired her name after her favorite superhero. 

Roman and Veronica weren’t a couple in the traditional sense. They were best friends who had met in college, bonding over their shared vision for life and the belief that relationships, as typically defined, weren’t for them. However, they both wanted to experience family life and saw a deep-rooted friendship as the foundation for it. So, they decided to have a child together through insemination, a decision that brought Storm into their lives and made them a family. 

Together, they raised her as co-parents and friends, forming a close-knit family under one roof—a beautiful balance of friendship, love, and the progression of family on their own terms.

Under the spotlight

Neither black nor white

It doesn't matter-

Storm’s singing was suddenly interrupted by the ringing of her rose gold iPhone 6. She looked down at the screen and saw a picture of her and Billie flash across it, signaling her best friend was calling.

“Hi, Bi—”

“We’re on the radio! Turn on the radio!” Billie’s words tumbled out in a rush, so fast they blended into one muffled sentence.

“Huh?”

“Turn on the radio! We’re on the radio!” she repeated, voice brimming with excitement.

Roman, noticing the commotion, paused the music playing on the TV. Following Billie’s instructions, he opened the iHeart Radio app on his phone and quickly navigated to their local station, KCRW. With a tap, the familiar sounds of the station filled the room, and Storm listened with wide eyes, anticipation buzzing in the air.

I've never fallen from quite this high

Falling' into your ocean eyes

Right away, the room filled with the blend of Billie and Storm’s voices, unmistakably playing over the radio. It was official—they were on the radio.

“I-I’m on the radio,” Storm stammered, unable to believe her work was really airing on the actual radio, open for anyone in the region to hear. “I’m on the radio! Mommy, come quick, I’m on the radio!” She jumped up and down, and her father began recording the moment to share with family back in his homeland. “Mommy, come quick! My song is on the radio!”

“I’m coming!” Veronica’s voice echoed from upstairs as she hurried down, feeling a mix of pride and a strange tension brewing in her chest. “I can’t believe my baby is on the ra—”

“Ahh!” Storm’s excitement turned to horror as she watched her mother trip on the stairs, tumbling harshly and hitting her head as she fell. “Mommy!”

“Peaches?” Billie’s voice, once joyful, now sounded afraid from the other end of the phone. “Peaches, what’s going on?”

I was on the radio and thought my life was going to change…It did, but not in the way I’d imagined.

“It was a stroke,” Storm heard the doctor say, though his words seemed distant, with only fragmented phrases fully reaching her. “Expressive aphasia.”

“W-what’s that?” Storm asked, her confusion mounting as she looked from the doctor to her dad.

“It’s a condition affecting a third of stroke survivors. She can understand speech but may have difficulty speaking fluently and with movement,” he explained gently.

“What’s the recovery rate?” Roman’s voice was strained, seeking hope.

“I’m sorry,” the doctor replied, and Storm felt the rising hum in her chest build louder, almost drowning out his words. She didn’t want to hear it. In every dream or other life, her mother stood strong, head held high, dressed in her neatly pressed pantsuit with her signature So-Kate heels. She was her steadfast mom, who brushed Storm’s white curls and assured her she could achieve anything she dreamed of. “There’s a ten percent chance that Ms. Dash will return to her previous state.”

“It’s going to be okay, Peaches,” Billie said softly, squeezing her best friend’s hand as Storm sat next to her in the sterile hospital hallway.

“No, it’s not,” Storm whispered, as tears slipped down her cheeks. She turned to look through the doorway at her mother lying unconscious, bed-ridden, surrounded by tubes and wires. “She won’t be the same. My mommy won’t be my mommy anymore.”

“Yes, she will, Kitten,” Finneas crouched down in front of her, gently wiping away her tears. “Everything is going to be okay.”

“Finneas says he’s going to make us superstars,” Billie murmured, rubbing Storm’s hand soothingly. “You’re going to be a world-renowned composer, Peaches.”

“I just want my mommy to be okay,” Storm’s voice was barely above a whisper.

“And she will,” Billie said firmly, her own voice filled with determination.

“How do you know?” Storm asked, looking into her friend’s eyes, seeking something to believe in.

“Because I believe it,” Billie replied with conviction. “And it’s okay if you don’t—because I’ll believe it for you.”

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[dark-rider-pr]

A Little Challenge

Give me five songs that represent your characters in RoFD.

Here are the Dark Rider's (a very nonsensical collection of songs that I use when writing)

┌─────────────────────────────┐

SABINE

The Apparition by Sleep Token

Last Cigarette by Mothica & AU/RA

LET THE WORLD BURN by Chris Grey

Lovely cover by Lauren Babic & Seraphim

Dear Arkansas Daughter by Lady Lamb

└─────────────────────────────┘

┌─────────────────────────────┐

KATJA

CHIHIRO (Aaron Hibell Remix) by Billie Eilish & Aaron Hibell

Keep Your Eyes Peeled by Ultra Sun

Alone In The Darkness by SIAMÉS

Brutus by The Buttress

Army Dreamers by Kate Bush

└─────────────────────────────┘

┌─────────────────────────────┐

JAY

Pretty Please by Dutch Melrose & benny mayne

Casualty by Mothica

The Unkowing by Jfarrari

Soft Universe by AURORA

On Melancholy Hill by Gorillaz

└─────────────────────────────┘

[actuallyregulusblack]

playlist 2/?

playlist for rosekiller :D

i love you like an alcoholic - the taxpayers the red means i love you - madds buckley curses - the crane wives match made in hell - dutch melrose all the good girls go to hell - billie eilish tear you apart - she wants revenge hayloft || - mother mother parents - yungblud he's my man - luvcat american horror show - snow wife bloodsucker - cil achilles come down - gang of youths bubblegum bitch - marina teenagers - my chemical romance ain't no rest for the wicked - cage the elephant my strange addiction - billie eilish love the way you lie - eminem, rhianna takes 2 to kill me - teenage disaster every breath you take - the police she's in parties - bauhaus black madonna - cage the elephant cigarette ahego - penelope scott wrecking ball - mother mother lights out - mindless self indulgence careful what you wish for - jack harris pumped up kicks - foster the people take it or leave it - cage the elephant the bog bodies - rabbitology rule #34 - fish in a birdcage the masochism tango - tom lehrer the cult of dionysus - the orion experience play with fire - sam tinnesz

[knight-says-nanana]

Riddlebird / Nygmobblepot ship playlist

Songs listed below cut

Why Didn’t You Stop Me? - Mitski

Suicide Romantics - Des Rocs

Vampire Disco - Friday Pilots Club

End of It - Friday Pilots Club

PRETTY PLEASE - Dutch Melrose

My Boy - Billie Eilish

Vicious - Bohnes

Nothing Personal - Des Rocs

Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off - P!ATD

RUNRUNRUN - Dutch Melrose

Build God, Then We’ll Talk - P!ATD

Imaginary Friends - Des Rocs

Wake Up Alone - Amy Winehouse

Kiss With A Fist - Florence + The Machine

No Children - The Mountain Goats

If I Killed Someone For You - Alex Benjamin

Me and My Friends Are Lonely - Matt Maeson

All I Wanted - Paramore

Your Father’s Son - Shayfer James

Francis Forever - Mitski

Sedona - Sir Chloe

Vertigo - Beach Bunny

Using You - Mars Argo

[va-3]

well, hello there

get to know me

☺ hi! i am ava! i'm 20, bisexual, music obsessed & super dramatic.

☺ not british, but i sure as hell write as if i am !

☺ secretly a sorority girl...

interests

☺ star wars, bnha, folk of the air, spiderman, monster high

☺ frogs & spoons.

☺ character design, ink painting, traditional art

☺ writing! fanfiction, short stories, lore, currently working on a book teehee...!

☺ horror movies, 80's movies, classic movies

favourites

☺ shows: arcane, supernatural, the boys, brooklyn 99, the great, miraculous ladybug, umbrella academy (FUCK that ending bro), wednesday, stranger things, hotd, heart stopper, teen wolf

☺ movies: the lost boys, house of wax, texas chainsaw massacre (2003), stick it, bring it on, labyrinth, nimona, the notebook, itsv & atsv, x-men apocalypse, the force awakens, baby driver, twilight (all of those mf), it (2017), beauty and the beast, mulan, mirror mirror, maleficent (both), descendants (1&2)

☺ animes: bnha, death note, tokyo ghoul, aot

☺ music: pvris, friday pilots club, ac/dc, cas, bts, halsey, melanie martinez, lana del rey, hans zimmer, kiltro, ice nine kills, ogryzek, dutch melrose, royal & the serpent, woodkid, 2wei, hidden citizens, billie eilish, the beaches, tyler the creator, sir mix-a-lot, gracie abrams, the band camino, motley crüe, the wrecks, snow wife

☺ books: the queen of hearts (series by colleen oakes), the cruel prince (series by holly black), percy jackson, merciless (series by danielle rollins), and then there were none, orient express, acotar (just started this !)

☺ random: seaweed salad, dr pepper, chunky necklaces, combat boots, stickers, the color orange, notting hill tea, the word "batman", collecting vinyl, piercings (especially if they're asymmetrical)

[fuxking-witchy]

when you get this, list 5 songs you like to listen to, publish. then, send this to 10 of your favorite followers <3

Nshdjskks hehehe hi cutieeee~

Ummmm 5 songs I like to listen to???

1. Pretty Please (Dutch melrose and Benny mayne version, but I LOVE Sabrina carpenter!)

2. Pink pony club (chappell roan)

3. Runaway (aurora)

4. City on a hill (Mon Rovîa <- GO LISTEN TO HIS STUFF!!! He’s amazing!!!)

5. Any song ever written by Billie Eilish

Gods…. so many more it’s insane. I have so many playlists. Maybe I’ll share them sometime <3 🤭

[ilynpilled]

tagged by @corneliushickey

rules - go here and make a poll of your top ten most listened to artists long term or short term so everyone can vote for their favorite

tagging if u wanna @amethyinst @kingslayerstew @garak @yvain @melrosing @effemar @mouthlessmaiden @liesmyth

[order-of-the-forks]

rules: shuffle your on repeat playlist and list the first ten songs. tagged by @house-of-frangus aaahh!! i luv luv luv to talk about my silly little songs

Summersong - The Decemberists on my playlist of chill summer songs that i did listen to in may in ireland (aggressively NOT summer) in hopes to manifest warm weather

Santa Georgia - Melrose Quartet i'm a nerd, okay? and i listen to choral music. when i hear crowds of people singing together i cry. what about it

As I Rise - Fruit Bats a sort of folk heavy shuffle ngl. but accurate to my music taste. the decemberists version of this song is good too

So Hot You're Hurting My Feelings - Squirrel Flower not like i'm counting the days...... but it's been 25. time loop you will always be special to me

Way Over Yonder In The Minor Key - Billy Bragg, Wilco I Get Bitches With My Voice by billy bragg(art)

Storms - Fleetwood Mac BUT NEVER HAVE I BEEN A BLUE CALM SEA! I HAVE ALWAYS...... BEEN A STORM!!!!!! ugh fleetwood mac band of all time

Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want - The Smiths don't look at me. shut up

Look At Miss Ohio - Gillian Welch LOVE this song. when can i write songs like this. so simple but so captivating. miss welch i'm ur biggest fan

TEXAS HOLD 'EM -Beyonce it took me a little while to get into this song but man when i fell i fell hard. perfect song for packing/cleaning your room

Fade Into You - Mazzy Star i listened to this Nonstop while writing the last chapter of ad nauseam. it's just sooooooo coming of age movie

teeheeheee love talking about music. it's all i ever do irl. lets see i am also tagging @storytellervan bc as a yellowjackets fan and ethel cain reblogger i want to see your music. and @avonya and @alfalfairy bc i luv ur lil fics

[resurekto]

Do you know what's interesting? Have you ever been lost in time? I've been lost for a long time… yesterday I was talking to my cousin, we were exchanging singers and bands we listen to, and she was surprised that I listen to some singers who I think are popular, but it turned out they are not, and that some of them were in the trend back in 2015… how? it's so strange. …I'm only now realizing how much everything is mixed up for me… and I also feel sad that many good singers are not noticed… both Ukrainian and foreign, there are so many of them, when I find a good singer even in an unfamiliar language, I go to listen to him, because I can translate the song, find out the meaning and enjoy the voice I hear in my headphones… If anyone is interested, I listen to music through Spotify, and I would like to share with you the singers, bands, and singers I listen to, maybe you will find something new and interesting for yourself, haha...

Abe Parker, All Good Things, Alice Change, The Amazing Devil, Anya Nami, Anze Rozman, Ari Abdul, Atharva Mohite, Aurora, Bad Omens, Bambie Thug, Barns Courtney, Belle Sisoski, Billie Eilish, The Birt and the Bee, Biz, Bôa, Cleffy, Conan Gray, The Crane Wives, DaVishenka, Dianic, Dutch Melrose, Fall Out Boy, Fish in a Birdcage, Glass Animals, GRAHAM, HEARTSTEEL, Jagwar Twin, Jake Daniels, Jann, Jorge Rivera-Herrans, Karna, Klavdia Petrivna, Kate Bush, Lady Gaga, Lana Del Rey, Lappy, Linkin Park, Luke Black, Lydia the Bard, Laila!, Melanie Martinez, Mitski, MOLODI, Mother Mother, MOTHICA, Måneskin, Nxdia, Odetary, Of Montreal, Oh The Larceny, The Oozes, To Eternity, Paris Paloma, PinocchioP, PLVTINUM, Poor Man's Poison, Pusher, Rabbitology, Radiohead, Rio Romeo, Rohata Zhaba, Sad Novelist, Skillet, SadSvit, Schmalgauzen, Set It Off, Shaya Zamora, Sir Chloe, Soap&Skin, SOFIA ISELLA, STARSET, Three Days Grace, Tom Cardy, Unlike Pluto, UPSAHL, The Weeknd, Within Temptation, Yaelokre, Yuu Miyashita, Zaton, ZERA, Ziferblat, Zwyntar, Лея, МУР, Хейтспіч