🎧 The Beer Garden Anthem
Genre: Electropop / Groove House
Vibe: Uplifting • Surreal • Groovy • Sparkles of Transcendence

Description:
A divine fusion of crispy roast pork, holy beer, and mellow piano-sparked euphoria.
The Beer Garden Anthem floats somewhere between lunch and ascension — a groove house hymn for everyone who's ever felt light after a heavy meal.

Sunset melodies. Forks falling like prayers. Clouds made of crackling skin and Bavarian foam.
This isn't just a song — it's a meal-induced miracle.

💫 Expect:
✅ Sacred synths & mellow grooves
✅ Hypnotic piano loops & dreamy female vocals
✅ “Lalalala – lalalala – lalalalalaaaaaaaa…” (yes, it’s that kind of ride)
✅ Lyrics about flying over beer gardens on a pork-and-hop high

Hmm hmm hmm...
Fork drops. Beat rises.

Sun dips low, amber in the trees,
Table's full, I’m weak in the knees.
Juices run, skin crisp like a hymn —
And the beer, oh the beer, it sings from within.

One bite and my soul took flight,
Foam kissed lips, and the world turned light.
Heaven opened in a garden shade,
With a belly full of blessings I levitate.

My chair’s gone. I float.
No more weight, no coat.
The waiter smiles like a saint,
As I rise with no complaint...

🎶 Lalalala – lalalala – lalalalalaaaaaaaa
Blessed be the brew in my veins,
The roast, it whispers holy refrains.
Up I go — no wings, no plan —
Just clouds, just foam, just who I am.

Sky’s a plate of sapphire cream,
My shadow dances on a dream.
Below, the world still chews and sips,
But I fly high on sacred sips.

Bavarian harp in the wind’s soft tone,
A choir of hops and crackling bone.
Above the steins, above the pain,
In pork-slick grace, I’ve slipped the chain.

No last call, no regrets,
My flight path’s set with no nets.
Heaven smells like fried delight —
And every cloud tastes just right...

🎶 Lalalala – lalalala – lalalalalaaaaaaaa
This isn't just beer, it’s a prayer,
And roast pork makes me lighter than air.
I’m rising slow through mustard skies,
With gravy dreams behind my eyes.

In the sky I saw a sausage moon,
Brushed with beer foam, round as a tune.
A table floats by, set for one —
I toast the sun. My meal’s not done.

🎶 Lalalala – lalalala – lalalalalaaaaaaaa
Holy suds and swine divine,
Lift me past the earthly line.
I don’t need wings, don’t need to pray —
Just one more pint and I’ll stay this way…

Hmm hmm hmm... lalalalaaaa...
Sacred foam… blessed flesh… eternal lunch above the rest…

The Beer Garden Anthem

Smooth Dance / Deep Groove House

🎧 “And Again” – Smooth Dance / Deep Groove House

Flirty. Soulful. Hypnotic.

A velvet-smooth groove house slow-burner that pulses with late-night longing and sensual irony.
Driven by a sultry female humming line that weaves through every beat, “And Again” is your new twilight obsession — where synth bass melts into tropical chords, filtered funk guitar flickers like candlelight, and heartbreak hums like a lullaby.

From whispered bedsheet poetry to bouncing choruses full of rhythmic swing, this track walks the line between desire and despair — playful, smooth, and emotionally loaded.

✨ Expect:
✔️ Seductive female humming loop (dominant & rhythmic)
✔️ Funky guitar flicks & lush pads
✔️ Soulful lyrics with ironic heat
✔️ Vocoder textures & tropical chord stabs
✔️ Deep groove bassline with bounce
✔️ Smooth electro feel, dreamy but danceable
✔️ Outro that fades like sleep winning over the heart

A song for that hour when you can’t sleep… and can’t stop missing them.

Lyrics:

Hmm hmm hmm…
Hmm-hmm hmm… hmm hmm hmm…


The sun slips out in silk disguise,
You whispered once beneath that sky.
Now every blush of evening red,
Feels like the warmth you never said.

The shadows curl around my hips,
Your name still dances on my lips.
The light is low, the air is thick,
And my brain taps love like a slow drumstick.

I sway alone, but not alone —
Your ghost and I have set the tone.
You’re not here… but you still know,
I hum your name when the night gets slow…

And again I am missing you
And again I feel that hue
You touched my heart, you took control
Now falling asleep’s my only goal

And again — I breathe you in
Every sigh, like violin
You touched my skin, and left a role —
Now falling asleep’s my only goal

Curtains kiss like lovers do,
But none of them can dance like you.
The night begs soft, but I refuse —
I twist in sheets that smell like you.

The lamp is low, my hair a mess,
My heart’s a wild, untamed yes.
The clock seduces every beat —
And I just wait… for sleep to cheat.

Hmm… hmm hmm hmm…
Hmm-hmm hmm…

Your echo crawls along my spine,
Each hum a kiss I call mine.

And again I am missing you
And again I feel that hue
You touched my heart, you took control
Now falling asleep’s my only goal

And again — I breathe you in
Every sigh, like violin
You touched my skin, and left a role —
Now falling asleep’s my only goal

Hmm hmm hmm...
Hmm hmm hmm…

And Again

🎧 “Missing You” – Unbekannter Künstler
Genre: Groove House / Mellow Electronica / Dream Funk
🌀 Tempo: 106 BPM

Soft kicks. Rubbery bass. Whispers of the one who left.

“Missing You” is a velvet-smooth Groove House lullaby for the late-night soul searchers. With a gently syncopated bassline, flickering Rhodes chords, reversed memories, and a haunting “hmm hmm hmm” that threads through every beat, this track lies somewhere between insomnia and surrender.

✨ Expect:

Dreamy synth pads & lo-fi textures

Vinyl hiss, panning xylophone plinks, surreal reverb tails

Breathy male/female vocals layered with vocoder ghosts

Lyrics that dissolve into moonlight and memory

A love once burned now echoes through soft percussion and seafoam haze. It doesn’t shout — it sighs, hums, and pulses like a tired heartbeat trying to forget.

🌙 For when sleep won’t come… and missing someone becomes your midnight rhythm.


Lyrics:

Hmm hmm hmm…
Hmm hmm hmm-hmm…
A heartbeat loop, distant echoes, velvet synths swirl

The sun bowed out without a sound,
Like a candle slipping underground.
Sky bleeds orange, then violet, then void—
And in the hush, your name deploys.

Shadows stretch like liquid dreams,
Dripping through my window seams.
The clock forgets what time it is…
My mind plays tunes on nervous ribs.

A xylophone inside my head,
Taps lullabies I never said.
Each note — a tear, a taste, a trace,
Of you, of us, of some lost place…

And again I am missing you
And again I am feeling blue
You took my heart, you took my soul
Now falling asleep is the only goal
Mmm-hmm hmm… (echo trail)
Mmm-hmm hmm… (filter sweep)

The ceiling's blank, but full of scenes—
You dancing softly in moonbeams.
Your laugh, a perfume in the air,
But when I reach—there's nothing there.

The bed's a boat in midnight tide,
The sheets don't warm the space you hide.
I drift between the now and then,
Chasing the ghosts of where you’ve been…

Darkness won…
And the room forgets to care.
Silence howls in underwear.
I lie in limbo, breath held tight,
Till mercy comes… in sleep’s dim light.

And again I am missing you
And again I am feeling blue
You took my heart, you took my soul
Now falling asleep is the only goal
Mmm-hmm hmm…
Hmm hmm hmm-hmm…

Hmm… hmm hmm hmm…
Sleep, come… take me home…

Missing You

🎧 Best Day Ever
Genre: Groove House × Piano House
Mood: Ironic joy • Workday blues • Sarcastic groove
Tempo: ~124 BPM

Description:
Wake up. Smile. Pretend you’re thrilled.
"Best Day Ever" is a soulful, sarcastic house anthem for everyone who's ever wanted to scream into their coffee mug.
Groovy piano stabs, dubby delays, vocoder hums, and a DnB-flavored breakdown carry a tale of office-induced enlightenment.

This is what it sounds like when a soul tries to stay funky in a world of spreadsheets and Slack notifications.
And yes — the printer sings, too.

🛠️ Instrumentation:
🎹 Jazzy piano stabs
🥁 House kick & shaker groove
🌊 Dub FX (delay, spring reverb on “blessed”)
🌀 DnB break toward the end
🗣️ “Hmm hmm hmm” vocoder loops
🖨️ Printer whirr (post-edit magic)

Lyrics include:

Lalala… can’t wait for it,
Lalala… pure happiness,
Lalala… love my boss,
Lalala… I feel blessed.

Living the dream, right on track,
Slack goes ping, no turning back…

🌀 For fans of irony, groove, and emotional survival.
🖨️ For those who clock in… and never truly clock out.
💾 Save it. Loop it. Pretend it’s therapy.

Lyrics:

Hmm hmm hmm hmm… hmm hmm hmm hmm…
Time to shine… again.

6 A.M., I’m outta bed,
Another day inside my head.
Coffee’s cold, my spirit’s numb,
And yet I smile — here I come.

Lalala… can’t wait for it,
Lalala… pure happiness,
Lalala… love my boss,
Lalala… I feel blessed.

Traffic sings its lullaby,
Emails stacked up to the sky.
Meeting starts, I fake a grin,
“Living the dream,” let’s dive right in.

Lalala… thrilled again,
Lalala… sunshine pain,
Lalala… traffic’s sweet,
Lalala… numb repeat.

Living the dream, right on track,
Slack goes ping, no turning back.
Living the dream, I want it all…
Especially that office wall.

Lalala… thank you fate,
Lalala… I’m never late,
Lalala… give me more,
Lalala… I feel blessed… (…essed…essed…essed)

Printer sings, applause begins,
This 9-to-5 — where joy begins.
I’m free at five, then sleep, then boom…
Tomorrow comes. Same perfume.

Hmm hmm hmm hmm…
Hmm hmm hmm hmm…

Best Day Ever

🎧 Sunset Blues
Genre: Groove House × Piano House × Soulful Female Humming
Tempo: 122–124 BPM • Mood: Bittersweet Groove • Mellow Heat • Hazy Sunset High

☀️ A heartbeat in half-time.
A golden sky collapsing into blue.
"Sunset Blues" is a soulful, mid-tempo house track for those twilight moments when you feel everything… and yet, no one’s around.

🔊 What you’ll hear:
– Filtered piano chords & sidechained bass that sways
– Soulful female humming (mmm hmm… ohhh…) echoing like memory
– Late claps, swingy hi-hats, warm pads
– Emotional vocal chops in the breakdown (“fade… stay… dream…”)
– Hypnotic humming loops trailing into a soft pad outro

💫 It’s not sad — it’s beautifully heavy.
A groove that aches in all the right ways.
Dance alone. Dance with your past. Just… move.

Lyrics:

There it goes... the red ball falls
Over rooftops, behind brick walls
Neighbor’s laughter, turning thin
The day exhales, the night creeps in

I’m on the porch with a glass of wine
Barefeet tapping in half-time
Golden glow through the window pane
But the light won’t last, and it aches again

Ooh, it burns just right...
But it slips through like a breeze in flight...

Sunset blues, it’s a beautiful pain
Groove so deep, I could dance through the rain
The sky cries gold, then it fades to blue
And I’m still hoping it leads me to you

Sunset blues, take the night by the hand
I spin alone, to this four-on-the-floor jam
Dreams feel close when the sky is on fire
So I chase that light, through the wires of desire

Shadow trees, like painted lace
The forest watches in silent grace
Soft synth glow like a heartbeat slow
And everything I lost starts to show

Old dreams flash in stereo
Kick comes in, and I let it flow
Body moves where words don’t dare
I’m dancing with ghosts in the evening air

Feels so good… hurts so true…
One more beat and I’m close to you…

Sunset blues, it’s a heartbreak groove
Like a slow kiss I’m scared to lose
The world’s on pause as the night breaks free
And this beat — it’s all that’s left of me

Sunset blues, through the trees and stars
Humming low like a memory in bars
Can’t stop now, got fire in my shoes
I fall, I rise… to these sunset blues

Ahhhh… sunset… mmm-hmm-hmm… take me there…
Ohhhhh... dance it out… mmm-mm…

Sunset blues, I breathe you in
Like the heat of the night on my golden skin
I don’t need words, I don’t need proof
I just need this beat and the sunset truth

Sunset blues… sunset groove…
I dance alone — but I still move.

Sunset Blues

🌇 Balcony Life – a bittersweet groove for the still and the dreamers.

This Groove House × Piano House × Reflective Electronica track tells the story of a man who spends his life on the balcony — watching others live while staying frozen in his own frame. Soulful male vocals blend with melodic humming, soft-spoken verses, and emotional chord progressions.

🎧 Expect a mellow late-night bounce:
– Filtered piano stabs & dreamy pads
– Funky 4/4 rhythm & warm basslines
– Soft claps, vinyl crackle, vocal chops (“live… groove… move…”)
– A reflective drop and a groovy, wistful atmosphere

Perfect for dusk drives, headphone moments on the balcony, or thinking about all the tracks we never played.

Mood: Chill • Funky • Bittersweet
Tempo: 124 BPM

“I had the time… but never the track.”
🪟✨ Let the groove in before the moment fades.

Lyrics: 

Fresh air… every day…
Same chair, same view…
Same guy…

He got that folding chair groove, under city skies
Laptop glow, 4AM fries
Balcony bounce, with the YouTube ride
Watching life, just passing by

Plastic fork in hand, dreams in pause
Piano stabs from a neighbor’s walls
The world’s out there, but he’s not in
Just sipping air like it’s discipline

Neighbors fight, someone laughs
Rain claps down on the weathered glass
Traffic loops like a funky track
But he never once… played it back

🎶 Balcony life, four walls and sky
Grooving on a seat as the years roll by
Clap, swing, chill, just watching the show
But the beat don’t wait, and time don’t slow
(oh no…)
🎶 Balcony life, he stayed in place
Watched the city move at a filtered pace
Late-night dreams in a sidechain fog
Never danced — just logged the log

Sandals in winter, shirtless in spring
Watching windows, watching everything
She waters plants in a silky robe
He rewinds that scene — then loads another probe

Groove in the gutter, rhythm in the bin
He counts the bins like he’s checking in
Synth swell sunrise, midnight moon
But nothing real ever comes too soon

One day he saw himself — reflected in glass
Not the guy who lives — just one who lets it pass
Funky dreams, still unopened mail
Click… scroll… repeat… inhale

🎶 Balcony life, four walls and sky
Grooving on a seat as the years roll by
Echoes bounce, the street’s alive
But he missed the drop — just watched the drive

🎶 Balcony life, where the beat got stuck
Didn’t play the track, just watched the luck
Life on loop, no lead, no hook
Just fresh air — and a long, long look

He said:
“I had the time… but never the track.”
Filtered groove… never played back.

Balcony Life

🎧 Genre: French House × Electropop
💃 Mood: Groovy • Ironic • Flirty • Bittersweet

✨ Description:
A flirt in mirror shades. A nose too pointy for destiny.
This is the tragicomedy of a heartbreaker outplayed by fate —
where every wink turns into a sigh, and even Casanova has to settle down... eventually.

"Catch me, chase me..." — the refrain echoes like perfume in the air,
while vocoders croon and disco lights bounce off emotional scars.

💔 Expect:
– Funky grooves tangled in emotional chaos
– Cheesecake ambushes and office flirt fiascos
– A bittersweet tale of charm, failure, and unexpected endings
– One final tea break for a retired seducer

🕺 He thought he could outrun affection.
But love had better shoes.

Lyrics: 

He walks like he’s made of mirror glass
Smiles sharp like a neon flash
Always front row, living the dream
Swaggerin' through the local scene

Champagne eyes and cologne lies
But heartbreak follows like hungry flies
And every time he plays the game
It’s not the pretty ones who know his name

Flirtation’s got a funny rule
You think you’re king, you play the fool
Every rose has got a twist
And every miss gets kissed... by fate

Catch me, chase me, I’m the ghost in your prose
Tiny flaw beneath the nose, the legend nobody chose
Run from the eyes that love too strong
But the wrong hearts know where you belong
Catch me, chase me, I’m the joke that you wrote
With a wink and a sigh and a goodbye coat

He dodged perfume in office halls
Cheesecake plots behind storage walls
Slick excuses, same routine
But fate’s a machine in tight blue jeans

Names of children, future plans
Said in kitchens with greasy hands
And no matter how he tries to glide
Someone’s always by his side…

One with glitter and circus dates
One with dreams and salad plates
One with vows and floral charts
One who snuck into his heart...

Ooh la la, ooh la la...
Love ain't fair, but it’s got a plan
Ooh la la, ooh la la...
Even heartbreakers need to land

Catch me, chase me, I’m the ghost in your prose
Tiny flaw beneath the nose, the legend nobody chose
Run from the eyes that love too strong
But the wrong hearts know where you belong
Catch me, chase me, I’m the joke that you wrote
With a wink and a sigh and a goodbye coat

He thought he’d dance forever free…
But even Casanovas need a cup of tea.
She didn’t chase him.
She just waited.
And… that was that.

Casanose-va

THE SACRIFICES

I heard a rumour
They say you are alone
No one to run to
No friends are on the phone

So tell me
What you gonna do now your love has gone
How you gonna call it's been so long and so wrong
What you gonna do now your girl has gone
Sacrifices you have made now everything is wrong

The girl and I were over
It wasn't meant to be
But I trusted you, you were a friend
And I told you everything

You listen like a friend should
And helped through it all
Now I here it through the grapevine
I see you walking out her door

CHORUS

So how am I supposed to feel
When I told you everything
When I see you drive up
I watch the bedroom lights go dim

So I here you blame me
Your friends are not around
I've put the knife right in your back
And no-ones to be found
NOW!

But, don't go and blame me
It wasn't like that at all
And don't find excuses
You make yourself look small

It wasn't me who changed them

It's you can't you see
You left without a trace
And you didn't care for anything

You thought the grass was greener
You thought she'd make you smile

SO TELL ME

Dean R. Chandler 1994

Demo 1996

The Sacrifices '96

"Jenny runkar av mig" är en catchy, provocerande poplåt med en humoristisk och oförskräckt text som garanterat väcker reaktioner. Med en uppiggande produktion som blandar poppiga synthar, pulserande bas och en dansvänlig rytm, är detta en låt som lika gärna kan bli en festhit som en TikTok-viral. Texten, som skildrar en tonårings klumpiga sexuella upptäckter, levereras med en självsäker och lekfull attityd – perfekt för lyssnare som uppskattar musik som inte tar sig själv på för stort allvar. Trots sin explicita karaktär är melodin så fast i skallen att den kommer att sitta kvar länge efter första lyssningen. En låt för dem som älskar pop med en twist av humor och kontrovers!

Jenny runkar av mig (Trance Edit)

The video is on my You Tube Channel: www.youtube.com/@DrNooo-vg2ww
Heels On Your Grave is a dark cinematic electro-pop revenge anthem where heartbreak turns into high-heeled power. Whispered verses burn with lo-fi glitch textures and eerie ambiance before exploding into triumphant choruses laced with stomping beats and venomous glam. It's glittery destruction, femme fire, and unapologetic elevation — because some ghosts deserve stilettos, not flowers.
(Perform by Nyxa)
Co-created by Hollow Jack, Q and DrNoooo

Heels on yourm Grave

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

About

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I’m Dean R. Chandler — a London based songwriter, recording artist, and storyteller. My music is rooted in a lifelong search for meaning, weaving together themes of love, loss, faith, alien contact, and humanity’s future.

My upcoming double concept album Human Odyssey (set for release in January 2027) is the culmination of decades of writing and reflection. It’s a narrative journey that begins with a search for God and ends with an encounter with extraterrestrial intelligence — exploring not only what it means to be human, but also where we might be heading as a species. Musically, it draws inspiration from the epic storytelling of Jeff Wayne’s War of the Worlds, the synth-driven edge of Gary Numan, and the emotional depth of artists like Tori Amos and Chris de Burgh.

I previously released Time Machine – Reflecting Shattered Dreams (2014) and continue to revisit my archive of songs written across 35 years, reimagining them with today’s tools and sounds. Some pieces remain intimate and acoustic, while others expand into dark rock, industrial, or orchestral landscapes — but all are connected by a focus on emotional honesty and cinematic storytelling.

Beyond music, I’m fascinated by the intersection of creativity and technology. I’ve been experimenting with AI-driven composition and production to bring old demos to life and to spark entirely new works. For me, these tools are not replacements for human artistry but extensions of it — ways of unlocking stories and emotions that otherwise might have remained hidden.

At its heart, my work is about connection: to the past, to the future, and to the unseen mysteries of existence. Music, for me, isn’t just entertainment — it’s a chronicle of transformation, a conversation between spirit, science, and sound.

https://www.linkedin.com/in/dean-r-chandler-b19715382/
www.deanrchandler.co.uk

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!

**DrNooo** is an eclectic musical force who defies genre boundaries, creating whatever brings joy and inspiration in the moment. After stepping away from the music business in the mid-1980s, DrNooo has returned to the creative world in retirement, making music purely for fun. With a style that spans across genres and sounds, DrNooo's music reflects a deep passion for creative freedom and exploration. Whether it's a funky beat, a rock anthem, or an experimental track, DrNooo offers listeners something new and exciting with every release.

Always chasing what makes them happy, DrNooo’s sound is as diverse as the influences that shape it. Expect the unexpected—where every track is an adventure.
Nine years ago, I turned to music for mental health support, and after recent mini-strokes led to retirement, I found new inspiration in AI music. Creating music now aids my recovery, and while it's for me, I’ve chosen to share it with the world.

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