Berlin School-inspired electronica meets cinematic AI composition.


Recorded May 14, 2025 at 11:43 using AI v4.5 – All elements (composition, instrumentation, mix, and atmosphere) generated through artificial intelligence.

🔊 Best with headphones.
🚆 Inspired by movement, memory, and mechanized melancholy.

Signals in Transit

You ever have one of those days where gravity just isn't your friend? This one's for you.
"Woe To The Wobbly Waitress" is a short, chaotic blast of early 90s-inspired garage punk. We're talkin' raw, lo-fi, and DIY, with a frantic tempo, buzzsaw guitars, and shouted female vocals. It’s the story of a heroic deed gone horribly, painfully, and hilariously wrong.
Crank it up, smash a plate, and scream along.

Lyrics:

[Intro] 
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!
[Verse 1] 
Slingin' hash in this greasy pit Got a head full of static, I'm so sick of this shit! My coffee pot's a weapon, my apron is a shield But my own damn feet are a goddamn battlefield! Gravity's my nemesis, the floor's my biggest foe Every single shift is a disaster-stomp-and-go!
[Chorus] 
CRACK! SNAP! POP! THERE GOES THE ANKLE! THREE DAMN PLACES, A BRAND NEW ANGLE! WOE! TO THE WOBBLY WAITRESS! A WALKING, TALKING, BREAKING MESS!
[Verse 2] 
Some old dude's wheelchair gets stuck in the jamb "I'll help you out, sir! Yes I can, ma'am!" Gave a mighty shove, a heroic lurch Left me sprawled out on the floor of this greasy church! My tray of fries went airborne, a sickening CRUNCH Became the floor's disgusting, soggy lunch!
[Chorus] 
CRACK! SNAP! POP! THERE GOES THE ANKLE! THREE DAMN PLACES, A BRAND NEW ANGLE! WOE! TO THE WOBBLY WAITRESS! A WALKING, TALKING, BREAKING MESS!
[Bridge] 
They wrapped me up in plaster, told me "take a rest" Put my fucking charity to the test! Said I was a hero, so brave and so good WHILE I'M SERVING PANCAKES ON A CHUNK OF WOOD! Well, NO GOOD DEED GOES UNPUNISHED, that’s the ugly truth! I got a splintered fibula for being sweet to youth!
[Guitar Solo]
[Outro] 
WOE TO ME! WOE TO ME! THREE! BROKEN! PLACES! THANKS FOR NOTHING! UGH!
[END]


Copyright Russell Nomer August 4, 2025 ASCAP Work ID 931338469 ISRC: QT5AM2538469


Woe To The Wobbly Waitress

++This track reached 2K views. Thank you for listening++
+++This is a story about a backdoor virus, told through the allegory of the Three Little Pigs.+++
+++Lyric EN+++

>1
Think for a moment,
This is the story of the Three Little Pigs.
Outside the door, the wolf is waiting.
He is eager to eat the pigs.

Now, what would you think
If one pig inside the house
Tried to unlock the door?

They say the wolf got angry
Because the pigs locked the door inside.

They say the wolf got angry
Because the pigs locked the door inside.

Why did they come to such a thought

>2
Think for a moment,
This is the story of the Three Little Pigs.

Outside the door, the wolf is waiting.
He is eager to eat the pigs.

Now, what would you think
If someone inside
Spoke of love for the wolf
And shouted, "Open the door!"?

They say the pigs are bad
For not loving the wolf inside.

They say the pigs are bad
For not loving the wolf inside.

Why did they come to such a thought

PIG-DOOR--1970


The ep kicks off with Born to Be Loud, a song I first wrote over 20+ years ago when I was just learning to play, heavily inspired by Oasis’s Rock ’n’ Roll Star. Revisiting it from my old demo, I wasn’t sure it would make the cut—some of the lines feel a bit cheesy to sing now, two decades later—but it’s hard to deny it still works as a proper opener. Big, loud, and unapologetic, it sets the tone as a banger right from the start.

https://somedaytomorro

BORN TO BE LOUD__

"Acid" is a sonic journey into the raw edges of experimental sound design. The track opens with twisted, acidic synths that ripple and warp like liquid metal, immediately setting a tense, electrifying atmosphere. These synths aren’t just background — they’re the heartbeat of the track, pulsing with unpredictable energy.
Layered over this are heavy, industrial drums that slam with mechanical precision, giving the rhythm a brutal, almost primal force. The percussion drives the track forward like a relentless machine.
Then comes the distorted guitar, snarling and chaotic, adding a layer of gritty rebellion. It doesn’t follow traditional melodies — instead, it clashes and collides with the synths, creating a soundscape that’s both aggressive and hypnotic.
The result is a completely unique fusion — part electronic acid trip, part post-apocalyptic rock anthem. It’s not just music; it’s an experience that challenges the listener’s expectations and immerses them in a world of sonic experimentation.

Acid

OFF TRACK

A SONG AND A CIGARETTE BURN

STILL HERE (DRIVING THROUGH)

THROW OFF YOUR SOUL

NOT ENOUGH 

You spoke, and I went still.
Felt that cold I know too well.
Smiled like it didn’t sting,
But my chest began to ring.

Maybe I’m too soft,
Too easy to forget.
Every word you breathe
Leaves a bruise I don’t regret.

And I don't why
It hurts so much
Maybe I just
Am not enough.

The light hit her face,
I looked away.
I hate that I remember
Every time it felt this way.

I’m quiet,
But it’s loud inside.
Still trying
To feel alright.

NOT ENOUGH (prod. neverforever)

"Bitch in the Storm" är en explosiv svensk rocklåt med elektroniska influenser som är ett oregerligt uttryck för kvinnlig styrka och rebellion. Med ett intro som byggs upp av en distorterad gitarr och en atmosfärisk pad vid 140 BPM, skapar låten en mörk och laddad stämning direkt. Texten, som levereras med en stark och fokuserad sånginsats, förmedlar ett budskap om att vägra vara tyst och snäll – istället omfamnar jag rollen som en "bitch", en "tiger" och en "demon" i din värld. Ett kraftfullt drop med Reese-bass och sidechain-kompression i bron höjer energin ytterligare och leder in i en final refräng som känns oemotståndlig. Med en ren mix och en master som framhäver både de rockiga och elektroniska inslagen, är detta en perfekt låt för alla som vägrar backa ned och är redo att ta sin plats i ovädret.

Bitch in the Storm

“Sausage Pie” feels like a hidden signal drifting through deep space. An instrumental journey of distorted guitars, dark wave shadows, and psychedelic colors—pulling you into a mysterious, weightless world. The track moves like a cosmic story told without words, guiding you through glowing nebulae, fading stars, and the quiet pulse of the unknown.

A short but powerful trip for anyone drawn to atmospheric, psychedelic, and space-driven soundscapes.

Sausage Pie

Scars Into Symphony — Curtis Whalen ft. Goblyn
A song about turning hurt into harmony and trauma into truth. Curtis brings the light — taking broken memories, old wounds, and the echoes of pain and reshaping them into something beautiful. Goblyn brings the shadow — the raw, unfiltered side of suffering that doesn’t heal pretty, the part that bleeds, growls, and refuses to lie about the darkness.

Together, it’s a story of two perspectives on the same scars:
one trying to make peace with them,
the other still fighting inside them.

Floating between poetry and pain, hope and horrorcore, Scars Into Symphony is a reminder that every scar has a sound — sometimes it sings, sometimes it screams, but it’s always real.

Stream it loud.
Feel the beauty.
Feel the bruise.

Scars into Symphony

I create horrorcore music built from the stories I want to tell — twisted, emotional, and real. Every track dives into the darker corners of the mind, mixing vivid storytelling with haunting beats. I use AI assistance to help bring my visions to life, turning imagination into sound and nightmare into rhythm. This is all for fun — a creative space where horror, art, and insanity collide.

Please follow my new releases and consider getting some of my merch at https://unitedmasters.com/a/russell-nomer-music

Someday Tomorrow is an independent artist hailing from the UK. With  captivating melodies, energetic , and thought-provoking lyrics. Drawing inspiration from a wide range of influences, including classic rock, alternative, and post-punk revival, Someday Tomorrow creates a unique sound that resonates with audiences of all ages.
With powerful anthemic rock ballads to high-energy anthems, each track takes listeners on a sonic journey filled with raw emotion and irresistible hooks.
Follow Someday Tomorrow on social media and streaming platforms to stay up-to-date with the latest releases Rock on! 🎸🤘

iDreamz är mitt nya artistnamn. På grund av namnpolicy släpper jag inte längre ny musik som AiMusicDreams. Katalogen med cirka 450 låtar ligger tills vidare kvar under det namnet, men alla nya releaser kommer som iDreamz – här på SoundCloud och på Spotify, TikTok och Instagram.
Jag skriver egna texter på svenska och engelska och gör feel-good-musik med humor, hooks och en glimt av dansband – från sommarbangers till stämningsfulla ballader. Följ iDreamz för nästa kapitel!

Kontakt: aimusicdreams@gmail.com

THX 4 LISTENING.
All my music is made with AI.
I write lyrics and structure, then let tools like SUNO and Riffusion handle the composition.

I create music I want to hear—so the genres are all over the place.
AI brings a fresh, free, and sometimes strange perspective that is uniquely their own. 
That newness is what I find most exciting.

Hope you enjoy exploring this weird and wonderful world of AI-made music with me.

I don’t make music to be famous. I make it so I don’t lose my fuckin’ mind.
Every verse I drop is a piece of me I’m tryin’ to bury — or resurrect. I wear this cracked mask ‘cause I ain’t tryna show the world my face… I’m showin’ it my scars.

I’ve been stalked by my own thoughts since I was a kid — insomnia, rage, regret, voices that don’t shut up. So I put ‘em on beats. I don’t spit for the crowd. I spit for the shadows. My sound? Dark club trap dipped in paranoia, smeared with melody and madness.

Sometimes I sing. Sometimes I scream. Sometimes I don’t say a word — just let the silence talk for me.
Call me Goblyn. Just don’t turn the lights off.

Over the years,
I’ve drifted back to the source of analogue sound—
where the air hums with the pulse of the unexpected.
Always awake,
yet lost in the moment after the moment,
where awareness smiles
and the unexpected gives birth
to itself again.

My music…
it’s like the room breathing while you talk to a stranger—
and somewhere between their words and your heartbeat,
you realise you’ve known each other forever. 🥸

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