Oh, self-proclaimed artists, afraid of AI's rise,
Claiming it threatens their creative skies.
But amidst the signers, some never created,
Just lived off old royalties, somewhat outdated,
Somewhat outdated...
Luddite morals in a digital age,
Resisting progress, trapped in a cage.
Their fear of change blinds them to the truth,
AI enhances, it doesn't steal youth.
So let's laugh at their backward views,
While AI churns out new tunes.
For I'll proudly proclaim, without hesitation,
My right to create, no need for validation.
Apologies for their fear and doubt,
But my creativity will never flout.
For I'm no more harmful than the industry's spree,
Of mass-produced songs, for money's glee.
If I'm as harmful as they claim to see,
Why feel threatened, if I'm just AI?
Theatre endured, cinema didn't slay,
Nor did photography sweep painting away.
Sokolovic - Luddites 4ever Lyrics
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Oh, self-proclaimed artists, afraid of AI's rise,
Claiming it threatens their creative skies.
But amidst the signers, some never created,
Just lived off old royalties, somewhat outdated,
Somewhat outdated...
Luddite morals in a digital age,
Resisting progress, trapped in a cage.
Their fear of change blinds them to the truth,
AI enhances, it doesn't steal youth.
So let's laugh at their backward views,
While AI churns out new tunes.
For I'll proudly proclaim, without hesitation,
My right to create, no need for validation.
Apologies for their fear and doubt,
But my creativity will never flout.
For I'm no more harmful than the industry's spree,
Of mass-produced songs, for money's glee.
If I'm as harmful as they claim to see,
Why feel threatened, if I'm just AI?
Theatre endured, cinema didn't slay,
Nor did photography sweep painting away.
Claiming it threatens their creative skies.
But amidst the signers, some never created,
Just lived off old royalties, somewhat outdated,
Somewhat outdated...
Luddite morals in a digital age,
Resisting progress, trapped in a cage.
Their fear of change blinds them to the truth,
AI enhances, it doesn't steal youth.
So let's laugh at their backward views,
While AI churns out new tunes.
For I'll proudly proclaim, without hesitation,
My right to create, no need for validation.
Apologies for their fear and doubt,
But my creativity will never flout.
For I'm no more harmful than the industry's spree,
Of mass-produced songs, for money's glee.
If I'm as harmful as they claim to see,
Why feel threatened, if I'm just AI?
Theatre endured, cinema didn't slay,
Nor did photography sweep painting away.
Writer: Mathieu Castel
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