My "brain" or "imaginary" music has nothing to do with the Dastardly Covid and has been with me for as long as I've been alive, and I'm 66. But since I've had Covid (I suppose a few times, but it was never major) I have the added music of neighborhood concerts or bar bands that I know aren't playing at 4:00 a.m. but that I hear all the same. It was all the more confusing because we live two blocks from the center of our quaint little trendy town filled with taverns that host bands and concerts. But not in the middle of the night. That music I am hearing sounds a bit muddled (like you live on the third floor and you're hearing your first-floor neighbor having a wild party) but so distinct that I can name the genre and sometimes the exact song. While the general music I've been hearing has always been with me, the bar bands just started after the lockdown, thus my pointing the blame on Covid, though to be honest I never made the connection till I started reading the excellent comments just today on this forum. Also the first time I ever heard anyone describe what I have been calling "AM Radio" sounds that started appearing shortly after the bar bands booked in my brain. I actually thought it may have been through my teeth fillings or something else, trying to be objective so as to avoid diagnosing myself with a mental illness, perhaps. Dr. Google didn't think much of it, and I didn't either. Besides, I am someone who hears music all day; what's a band playing "Simple Man" at 2:45 a.m.? It did make me wonder about that constant music thing again, though. I have never, ever heard of anyone who has this "problem" -- or let's just call it a "thing." I feel better calling it a thing, because every single person in the world has at least one "thing." But I am a believer in using common sense to figure things out, and over the years I've decided, just independently without medical research or anything, that this is just a weird anomaly that I'm going to accept, and if it was a "serious-enough-to-kill-me" thing, I'd be dead by now, so obviously it's not that bad. So I accepted it and moved on to more pressing matters. I do notice that it starts late-late at night, when I like to do creative things like clay work or painting uninterrupted by adult son living at home or husband, say midnight to 3:00 a.m., so I'm also assuming when the bar music starts at 2:30, that might be a sign from my brain that I'm tired and need to go to bed. That's also when Annie, my wise dog, pays a visit to my craft room and intently stares at me, which I've also learned is a sign that I've been up long enough and she's ready for bed and she can't sleep until I'm all tucked in, so she'd appreciate it if I'd turn off all the lights now (and my brain music) and hop in bed. When I do lay down, I'm tired enough by then that the music calms down and I'm quickly asleep, thankfully. However, the 24/7 music that has been with me my whole life... well, it's always there, and very unpredictable, but always music I'm familiar with, but that's okay; I studied piano for 20 years, played a ton of instruments growing up, did the band thing through college, so my repertoire is pretty extensive, especially when you add the Eagles, Toto, and all those fellas. Tried to explain all this to my husband, but I think it started scaring him, so I just stopped midsentence and made him a sandwich. If you know, you know, and if you don't, best to move on to sports or familiar territory and wait till you're on this kind of site, where everyone gets you, and for that, I'm very thankful 🙂 I don't think I've helped a single person here, but I do want everyone to know that I've successfully lived with my internal music literally forever and I have figured out all by myself that I am NORMAL. I did not seek medical help, because I early on learned that medicine is an art, doctors do indeed just practice it, just like I practiced piano, and I had a very strong suspicion that their eyebrows would shoot upwards (like my bill), tests would be run, meds prescribed, and I might very well end up in a journal or two. Nope. I just figured I'd listen to the music. At least I can flip the record over (if you're under 50, that means listen to something else). Been pretty happy with that choice, although, by way of disclaimer, what worked for me may not work for you, so you should feel free to see someone with an MD after their name if it makes you feel better or if your symptoms cause you pain or discomfort, as your problem could be something else entirely that indeed requires medical attention.