Xilla is a versatile artist out of Orlando, Fl who has a unique sound that hooks listeners within the first few seconds of playing a track. Xilla brings a new sound to the table which is hard to deny. This aspiring artist plans to spread his music to the world in efforts to gain the proper credibility he knows he deserves while simultaneously impacting his audience in a positive way.

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I am a child of ancient worlds — born of Persia’s poets and Babylonia’s old earth, where music was once a prayer carried in the wind. Life scattered me across continents, letting Spain shape my fire, America shape my spirit, and London shape my sound.

In London, I learned that even modern hearts carry ancient echoes. I grew up wrapped in the voices of Wham, George Michael, Paul McCartney, Duran Duran, Simply Red — melodies that held innocence and longing, songs that taught me emotion needs no translation.

Spain taught me that passion has a heartbeat. Flamenco showed me how a single note can set the soul trembling… how a guitar can cry like a lover left behind… how the earth itself can speak through the feet of a dancer.

America taught me that rhythm is freedom — that every culture brings its own color to the symphony of life.

And everywhere I went, one truth kept revealing itself like a whisper from beyond time:
Music is not sound — it is vibration.
It is the pulse between hearts.
It is the language before language.

A song can return you to a memory, a person, a moment suspended in time. A voice can preach love even when you do not understand the words. Emotion is its own alphabet. Frequency is its own scripture.

I love all people, all cultures, all rhythms born from sincerity and soul. I do not follow genres; I follow feeling. I do not seek meaning in lyrics alone; I listen for the heartbeat beneath them.

Music is my bridge across worlds — the thread that unites the places I’ve lived, the histories I carry, and the humanity we all share.
In every vibration, I find a reminder:
we were always one.

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