We're very excited to share Cadre Cola's latest creation, "Late Night." This future-pop / rnb slow jam is a musical journey that we're very proud of. We use flavours of synthwave over our traditional songwriting foundation in this new track. The chorus takes you on a sweet melodic vocal journey that we think captures the essence of Cadre Cola.

Late Night

A future pop style track with R&B, trip hop and downtempo synthwave elements has a unique blend of sounds.

What You Want

✨ Set Me Free (Xylo Groove Mix) ✨
A euphoric Groove House anthem where shimmering xylophone melodies dance over funky basslines and 90s piano stabs.

This track blends classic house energy with the sparkle of mallet percussion — light, hypnotic, and totally free.
Anthemic female vocals swirl through dreamy pads and a pulsating beat, taking you from sunset rooftops to glowing dancefloors in a single chime.

🔔 Groovy xylophone rhythms
🎹 90s piano house energy
💃 Euphoric, uplifting, and deeply hypnotic
🌙 For late-night sets, candlelit lounges, and dancefloor dreamers

Tap in. Float up. Let the groove set you free.
— Just for tonight.

Tap the light...
Let it chime… let it shine…
Feel the spark… in every line…

Set me free — just for tonight,
Click with me — where the stars feel right.
Set me free — let the bars unfold,
Xylo dreams — in grooves of gold.

Tiiiing… — it's a sunrise in sound.
Taaah… — now we're rhythm-bound.

Drop by drop — the mallets play,
Feel it swirl — then float away.

Crystal tones… in midnight air,
Wood and light — they take you there.
Click… click… let it climb…
Xylophone’s heart — right on time.

Set me free — just for tonight,
Move with me — under neon light.
Set me free — where the chimes ignite,
Lose control — everything feels right.

Xylophone House

🍪 COOKIE POETRY – French Touch Version
Unbekannter Künstler

Ever wanted to cry on the dancefloor but still look hot doing it?
This is your track.

“Cookie Poetry” spins heartbreak into a chic Parisian dessert — bittersweet, whipped with filtered disco dust, vocoded sighs, and enough groove to seduce your therapist. It’s like Daft Punk broke up via love letter… and then made this track about it.

🎛️ 120–124 BPM of emotional instability you can dance to
🕯️ Whispered feelings. Euphoric drops. Frosting-based metaphors.
🥄 Ideal for:
– Dancing in your kitchen wearing nothing but regret
– Texting your ex “I’m fine” while absolutely not fine
– Making cookies you won’t eat because you’re “over it”

Warning: May cause nostalgia, shoulder shimmies, and spontaneous baking.

🎶 Press play. Pretend you’re in a French indie film. Cry with groove.
Because sometimes... dopamine comes with sprinkles.

Lyrics:

There’s a silence in my room that tastes like sugar
I dip my loneliness in tea, pretend it’s you
Pages crumble like shortbread in December
But your words are gone, and I’m chewing through the blue

I light a candle like it’s cinnamon memory
I smile at crumbs and call it therapy
This hunger isn't hunger, it’s a metaphor
For what I miss when you walk out that door

I lick the spoon, I wait for grace
Frosting dreams on empty plates
I’m not full — I’m just amused
By all these sweet, poetic ruse

Give it to me — I want your cookie poetry
Something warm and halfway true
A rhyme to bite, a lie to chew
Give it to me — I want your cookie poetry
Let me nibble on your verse
Even if it makes it worse

I’m scrolling through old photos like ingredients
Mix and measure fragments of our heat
You never baked a future, just intentions
Still I swallow every bitter little treat

Midnight cravings for your metaphors
I’d rather fake love than feel the war
So feed me fairytales with icing lines
Till my mouth forgets what truth tastes like

It’s not love — it’s dopamine
In cookie form with whipped-up dreams
I don’t need you — just your art
Packaged crumbs to soothe my heart

Give it to me — I want your cookie poetry
Tell me stories sweet but flawed
Dust my silence with applaud
Give it to me — I want your cookie poetry
Bake me stanzas soft and round
So I don’t miss your solid ground

I know it’s empty calories
But I’d rather chew than starve on honesty
Your poems melt like chocolate lies
Still I beg for one more bite

Give it to me — I want your cookie poetry
Let it drip like honeyed shame
I’ll pretend you feel the same
Give it to me — I want your cookie poetry
One more line before you go
One more taste of sweet, not soul

Cookie Poetry (French Touch / Filter House Version)

Drifting Away

Midnight Echoes

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

Tired of regular Cola? Try new refreshing Cadre Cola. It hits the spot.
Enjoyed by Selected, Trap Nation, BBC Radio One Diplo and Friends, BBC TV show ‘Normal People’, Spotify UK Viral top 50, TOWIE and How to Beast. 
Featured on “How to Have Sex” movie soundtrack. 

Best yet to come. 

Hit us up for collabs.

New tracks tagged #MidnightGrooves