Spanish vocal hooks, bright trumpet melodys and bouncey techno grooves.  "Fiesta Loca" brings all the energy.  Perfect for summer sets and raves.

Fiesta Loca

“Blind Date” is a high-energy blend of Jersey Club and Trap, built for late nights and crowded dance floors.
The track delivers bouncy rhythms, rapid-fire flows, and space for the groove to breathe,
capturing the excitement of a spontaneous night out and the rush of an unexpected connection.
From the first drop to the final chorus, it’s made to shake the club and keep the vibe alive.

🔥 Are you ready to move? Welcome to Blind Date.

Overman - Blind Date (feat. Isan)

This is not a love song… it’s a moisture crisis in funk form.

Built on slap bass so groovy it could cause chafing, crispy-clean funk guitar licks, and vocoder whispers that feel like they’re leaning in way too close, “Dry Hands – Wet Pants” is a playful, slightly naughty ode to an unusual romance trigger.

For the uninitiated:
It’s winter. He walks in with frost on his coat, hands as parched as a desert sunrise, and you suddenly forget your own name. By the time the slap bass drops, you’re dancing, laughing, and wondering how we got here — and whether we should tell anyone.

Perfect for:
🪩 Funk parties where nobody asks too many questions
🧴 People who refuse to buy hand lotion
💦 Dancefloors where the air is dry but the vibe is damp

Warning: May cause involuntary hip thrusting and conversations you’ll have to explain later.

Lyrics:

He walks in, winter coat, frost on the glass
Paper skin, like he’s straight from a desert past
No lotion, no shine, just the grit and the grain
Every finger tells a story of drought and no rain

I don’t care for diamonds, don’t care for gold
Give me that rough touch, I lose control
From the palms to the tips, every inch is dry
I’m already gone and I don’t know why

🎵 Dry hands – wet pants
It’s a strange romance
Dry hands – wet pants
And I can’t resist that chance
Dry hands – wet pants
Every brush ignites the dance
Dry hands – wet pants
You don’t even know what you’ve done 🎵

Sawdust scent and a paper-cut kiss
Rough enough to make me reminisce
Of schoolyard crushes and chalkboard days
Now you’re here and I’m set ablaze

Don’t give me silk, don’t give me cream
It’s the raw, dry heat that fuels my dream
And every handshake is a guilty sin
Like a storm just waiting to begin

🎵 Dry hands – wet pants
It’s a strange romance
Dry hands – wet pants
And I can’t resist that chance
Dry hands – wet pants
Every brush ignites the dance
Dry hands – wet pants
You don’t even know what you’ve done 🎵

No need for water, no need for rain
Let me feel that desert again
My heart’s a faucet, my knees go weak
When your grip is coarse, I can’t even speak

🎵 Dry hands – wet pants (oh-oh-oh)
Dry hands – wet pants (yeah-yeah-yeah)
Every touch, every glance
It’s dry hands… wet pants 🎵

Dry Hands – Wet Pants

🚨 Warning: This track is not responsible for sudden uncontrollable hip movements, broken furniture, or neighbors filing “noise complaints” about your body, not the speakers.

“Up and Down” is pure late-night energy — sweaty dancefloor heat, flashing lights, and that dangerous moment when you realize you might actually ride the beat harder than the song intended.

Think: velvet basslines grinding against steel, vocals dripping confidence, and a rhythm that refuses to behave. It’s dirty, it’s playful, it’s the musical equivalent of winking at someone across the club and then stealing their drink and their soul.

So turn it up, lock the door (or don’t 😏), and let gravity do the rest.

Lyrics:

Slow at first, I take control,
Move my hips, I rock your soul.
Feel the heat, no turning back,
I ride the wave, I stay on track.

Hold on tight, the rhythm’s mine,
Step by step, we cross the line.

Up and down – I set the speed –
Faster now – I take the lead.
Up and down – I own this night –
Harder now – I’m taking flight. 

Eyes on me, I feel the flame,
I know my power, say my name.
One more push, I lose control,
I ride it high, I want it all.

Touch me deep, don’t let me hide,
Faster now, enjoy the ride.

Up and down – I set the speed –
Faster now – I take the lead.
Up and down – I own this night –
Harder now – I’m taking flight. 

Ride it slow, then speed it up,
Don’t let go, don’t give it up.
Hit that peak, don’t stop the drive,
Come alive, come alive.

Up and down – I set the speed –
Faster now – I take the lead.
Up and down – I own this night –
Harder now – I’m taking flight.

Up And Down

[Verse 1]  
City lights can’t hide the sky,  
I’m addicted to the stars tonight,  
Every sparkle pulls me near,  
Like the universe is whispering clear.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
I can’t sleep, I can’t come down,  
Gravity’s lost, I’m off the ground,  
Every wish is gasoline,  
Feeding my celestial dream.  

[Chorus]  
Starlight addiction,  
I’m lost in the fiction,  
Chasing the infinite fire.  
Cosmic collision,  
My only religion,  
Burning with endless desire.  

[Verse 2]  
Constellations paint my skin,  
Every comet drags me in,  
I’m consumed by cosmic flame,  
Yet I crave it all the same.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
I can’t stop, I’m falling high,  
Orbiting love across the sky,  
Every breath is out of tune,  
Crashing toward the silver moon.  

[Chorus]  
Starlight addiction,  
I’m lost in the fiction,  
Chasing the infinite fire.  
Cosmic collision,  
My only religion,  
Burning with endless desire.  

[Bridge]  
Let me drown in galaxies,  
Let the black hole swallow me,  
Till I’m nothing, just consumed,  
Addicted to the endless bloom.  

[Final Chorus]  
Starlight addiction,  
I’m lost in the fiction,  
Chasing the infinite fire.  
Cosmic collision,  
My only religion,  
Burning with endless desire.  

Starlight Addiction

Independent Flame is a fierce, club-ready anthem of confidence and freedom. With call-and-response hooks, bouncing rhythm, and bold lyrics, it celebrates standing strong, shining bright, and owning the night. Perfect for queens on the dance floor and anyone ready to blaze their own path.

Lyrics:
[Intro]
Uh, yeah (what’s up)
We gon’ light it up (uh-huh)
Ladies in the building (say what)

[Verse]
Step in the room, heads turn when I walk,
Shine on my own, let the beat do the talk (talk!)
Tried to hold me down, but I broke that chain,
Now I’m runnin’ wild, can’t cage this flame.

[Pre-Chorus]
Say my name, I own this night (say my name)
Every step, I’m takin’ flight (yeah yeah)

[Chorus]
I’m an independent flame (flame!)
Burnin’ brighter every day (day!)
No one can take my shine away (no way!)
Stronger when I stand alone (stand strong)
Turn this beat into my throne (let’s go!)
Independent flame, I blaze, I blaze (woo!)

[Verse]
Hands in the air, let me see who’s free,
All my queens in the crowd, you belong with me (with me!)
Doubt me once, I’ll prove you twice,
Livin’ my truth, that’s paradise.

[Pre-Chorus]
Say my name, I own this night (say my name)
Every step, I’m takin’ flight (yeah yeah)

[Chorus]
I’m an independent flame (flame!)
Burnin’ brighter every day (day!)
No one can take my shine away (no way!)
Stronger when I stand alone (stand strong)
Turn this beat into my throne (let’s go!)
Independent flame, I blaze, I blaze (woo!)

[Bridge – Call & Response]
Who got the crown? (We got the crown!)
Who run the town? (We run the town!)
Who light it up? (We light it up!)
Independent flame, we don’t give it up!

[Final Chorus]
I’m an independent flame (flame!)
Burnin’ brighter every day (day!)
No one can take my shine away (no way!)
Stronger when I stand alone (stand strong)
Turn this beat into my throne (let’s go!)
Independent flame, I blaze, I blaze (woo!)

[Outro]
Yeah, independent flame (flame!)
Can’t put it out, can’t put it out…

Independent flame

Untouchable Groove is a high-voltage club anthem built on unstoppable energy and bold confidence. With call-and-response hooks, heavy bounce, and playful swagger, this track is made for the dance floor — a reminder that no one can dim your shine when you’re in your element.
Title: Untouchable Groove

Lyrics:
[Intro]
Oh yeah (uh-huh)
We back again (let’s go)
Turn it up, turn it up (woo!)

[Verse]
Step to the floor, I don’t wait in line,
Every move electric, every beat is mine.
Try to throw shade, but I glow too bright,
Untouchable groove, I own the night.

[Pre-Chorus]
Say you want it (yeah!)
But you can’t compete (nah!)
I got fire (woo!)
You can feel the heat.

[Chorus]
Untouchable groove (groove!)
Can’t stop my move (move!)
I shine, I rise, I break the rules (break it down!)
Untouchable groove (groove!)
Watch how I prove (prove!)
I shine, I rise, unstoppable too (yeah yeah!)

[Verse]
Whispers in the dark, but I still get loud,
Confidence high when I walk through the crowd.
Tried to clip my wings, but I still took flight,
Untouchable groove, can’t dim my light.

[Pre-Chorus]
Say you want it (yeah!)
But you can’t compete (nah!)
I got fire (woo!)
You can feel the heat.

[Chorus]
Untouchable groove (groove!)
Can’t stop my move (move!)
I shine, I rise, I break the rules (break it down!)
Untouchable groove (groove!)
Watch how I prove (prove!)
I shine, I rise, unstoppable too (yeah yeah!)

[Bridge – Call & Response]
Who got the beat? (We got the beat!)
Who got the crown? (We got the crown!)
Who turn it up? (We turn it up!)
Untouchable groove, never backing down!

[Final Chorus]
Untouchable groove (groove!)
Can’t stop my move (move!)
I shine, I rise, I break the rules (break it down!)
Untouchable groove (groove!)
Watch how I prove (prove!)
I shine, I rise, unstoppable too (yeah yeah!)

[Outro]
Uh-huh, untouchable (say what)
Untouchable groove (woo!)

Untouchable Groove

You MUST play this track—instant obsession.

You ever not gave a single F#%K about PDA?! 
That’s what this song is about. 

Electric, hypnotic, and unapologetically confident, this is the club anthem for anyone who knows what it means to be locked in with ya main piece while the world spins around you.
Pulsing drops, unforgettable hooks, and main character energy from the first beat.
If you’re ready to turn the night up, press play—let them watch.

Lost in Touch

“Dancing on the Bags” is a vibrant and playful electronic track that blends retro synth textures with modern rhythmic energy. 

The groove is infectious, driven by a bouncy bassline and crisp percussion that evoke a carefree, club-ready vibe. 

The melodic layers add a quirky charm, making it perfect for late-night sets or underground dance floors. 

Enrico Milano continues to craft soundscapes that are both fun and sonically rich.

Dancing on the Bags

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“Creatures Boogie” is a monster mash-up of hip-hop and boogie-woogie beats straight from Castle Transylvania—featuring 100% original lyrics written word-for-word by me. Every rhyme, every line, every fang-flashing phrase is mine.

The music? AI-crafted to match the vibe. But the soul of this track lives in the lyrics: skeletons cracking moves, mummies spinning, witches jiving, and Dracula smiling through it all. It’s a house-stomping, monster-masquerade of spooky swagger and lyrical fun.

Perfect for Halloween playlists, costume party soundtracks, or anyone who loves a little groove with their ghouls. My words, AI beats, one unforgettable night.

Creatures Boogie

⊙ Pisces | ☽ Gemini | ↟Libra

I make music for the ones who feel too much, look too good doing it, and want to stand in their power. 

My songs live between disco lights and soul strides—soft vocals, sharp turns, and a little chaos and heat you didn’t see coming.

I’m not here to be perfect. I’m here to be felt. 💋

Arelle H. was born on March 14th, a day he shares with Quincy Jones and Albert Einstein — a birthday that all but destined him for genius in both creativity and intellect.

But his story starts even earlier, in the summer of 1970. That year, his late cousin, the legendary Jimi Hendrix, placed a hand on the stomach of Arelle’s mother, Rose M. Carter, and declared:
"You’re gonna have a little musician."

That blessing became prophecy. Arelle was conceived the same year, carrying with him an undeniable spark of music and art.

Over time, those gifts revealed themselves in every medium he touched: writing, producing, performing, and even photography. By 2020, the talents Jimi had foreshadowed were alive and thriving in Arelle, blending hip-hop, storytelling, and visual creativity into a legacy uniquely his own.

Today, Arelle stands at the crossroads of heritage and innovation. His work honors the giants before him, yet carves out a bold and distinct voice in the present — one that is raw, powerful, and timeless. With roots tied to one of music’s most iconic families, Arelle embraces his destiny: to create music that lasts.

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!

Enrico Milano aka Mr. Dub is a disk jockey from Italy. 

Born in 1971, he collects vinyl records of rock music, disco music and a little of jazz. 

Actually, his record collection amount at over than 4000 of vinyl. 

Enrico Milano became famous in the early 1990s for his "Rock and House" style disco nights. 

From 1987 to 1995, Enrico Milano did several club tours playing acid house, ambient, techno, rave, trance, rock and roll and revival music in discos and venues in Sorrento, Positano and Amalfi Coast. 

The alias "Mr. Dub" was born out of a passion for DUB versions of 80's songs. 

After 1995 Enrico Milano dedicated all time to Information Technology studying programming languages like Cobol, .net, PHP and Java, always with music in the heart. 

Starting from 2021, he combines Information Technology and Music buying his first Digital Audio Workstation developing his own electric disco music style, a blend of Electronic Dance Music, Chill Out, Funky and Rock. 

Enrico Milano’s slogan is: “We have the duty to change the color of our life”.

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