More AI Fun

These AI exposes popped up in my feed this week. The blatantly cynical fakery is actually pretty funny.  I also like the Goonies shirt.

Apparently gullible music lovers trend Christian. 

The existence of AI music doesn’t bother me.  To my ears, much of the generic, auto-tuned, committee-written pop music of the past 20 years sounds like AI anyway, so why not?  Music is  strictly utilitarian for many people, something to have in the background while working.  Or to soothe them after work.  Or to fill the air at some god awful party.  If AI works for them, that’s their business.

Of course there’s an ethical issue with the fake charity, but I can’t get very worked up over that either.  That kind of crime requires enablers. Caveat emptor.

 

I’m Not Impressed

This goes absolutely nowhere.  I think AI will end up being just another tool.  Many young people already prefer older music, and I think that will continue the more artificial music becomes.

One Of These Days I’m Going To Cut You Into Little Pieces

I’m in! Incidentally, regarding “One of These Days” …

The vocals were recorded through a ring modulator, with [Nick] Mason singing in a falsetto voice and then slowed down to create an eerie effect (some compare it to the Daleks from Doctor Who, which makes the song’s usage of the show’s theme adequate). It was aimed at Sir Jimmy Young, the then BBC Radio 1 and Radio 2 DJ whom the band supposedly disliked because of his tendency to babble. During early 1970s concerts, they sometimes played a sound collage of clips from Young’s radio show that was edited to sound completely nonsensical, thus figuratively “cutting him into little pieces.”

Apologies for my recent blargh absence. Work is kicking my ass on the daily.

The Internet’s Inevitable Enshittification

How platforms decay, as explained by Cory Doctorow to NPR. Finally a name for what we may not consciously recognize but deep down know is going on.

… I think Facebook’s a good example. Facebook went through the whole lifecycle of platform decay. They started off by offering a really good deal to their end users. They said, “Hey, leave MySpace, come to Facebook. It’s just like MySpace, except we only show you the things that you asked to see, and we’ll never spy on you.”

And then once those users were locked in — because once you’re in a place with all of your friends, it’s really hard to leave — they started to take away some of that good stuff they gave them, and they handed it to advertisers and publishers.

To the advertisers, they said, “We were lying when we said we weren’t going to spy on these guys. We’re totally spying on them. Here’s all the data you need to target them for ads that we’re not going to charge you much money for.”

And to the publishers, they said, “We are also lying when we said we’d only show them the stuff they asked to see.”

And then once the publishers and the advertisers were locked in, well, they took away those surpluses. The ads got more expensive. Publishers had to put more and more of their content — not just to get recommended, but even to be shown to the people who subscribed them. And that’s the final stage, the stage where there’s just only the residual value left on the platform that the platform owner thinks will keep the users and the business customers they bring in stuck to the platform. And that’s when we’re at the beginning of the end.

Further reading.

Ogg Vorbis

While downloading a pleasant tune from the Bandcamp recently, I was offered this stunning array of options. I stayed with my mp3 because I like overly compressed crap.

Those of you who recently released albums, did you offer the FLACs and the AIFFs? Those cowbells really pop in AIFF!