The use of the word 'factual' in the statement is interesting. I made the mistake of watching some of the Brit Awards the other day. I was left with the feeling that modern life and what we see on the media appears more and more like some bizarre virtual reality. Completely unreal and fake. And over choreographed. And the sad thing is - it's not even a good virtual reality, but a really bad one.
Has anyone tried typing in 'write a song in the style of Morrissey' on Open AI yet? The result was bloody awful. Artificial intelligence isn't ready to replace the artist any time soon. Whereas Sam Smith - I wonder...
ChatGPT: 'Compose a press release in the prose style of Morrissey which complains about a global conspiracy to thwart the release of his latest album in a paranoid and irrational manner , naming 'Capitol Records' as the main suspect. Then turn the press release into a lyric for a Morrissey song.
Press Release:
Morrissey Lashes Out Against Global Conspiracy to Suppress Latest Album
Morrissey, the iconic singer and songwriter, has come out swinging against a global conspiracy that he believes is working to suppress the release of his latest album. In a recent statement, Morrissey accused Capitol Records of spearheading a nefarious campaign to thwart his artistic vision and prevent his loyal fans from hearing his latest work.
According to Morrissey, the conspiracy extends far beyond Capitol Records and involves a complex web of powerful interests that are determined to silence his voice and control the music industry. He cites a litany of examples, from executives who refuse to return his phone calls to radio stations that refuse to play his songs, as evidence of a sinister plot to keep him from reaching his audience.
"Capitol Records is the prime suspect in this heinous crime against me and my music," Morrissey declared. "But they are not acting alone. There are shadowy forces at work here, behind the scenes, pulling the strings and manipulating the system. They are determined to silence me and keep my message from the people."
Morrissey's allegations have sparked a fierce debate in the music industry, with some dismissing his claims as paranoid and unfounded, while others argue that he has been the victim of a coordinated campaign of harassment and sabotage.'
'Can you rephrase the lyrics to an Eminem rap?'
Verse 1: "Capitol Records, always on my case, Conspiring against me, tryna put me in my place, My new album, they wanna hide and delete, But I won't stay silent, I won't retreat.
Chorus: There's a global conspiracy, To shut me up and make me history, But I won't let them take my crown, I'll keep on rapping, taking 'em down.
Verse 2: They won't return my calls, they won't give me a chance, Radio won't play my hits, they tryna choke my advance, But I won't give up, I'll keep on pushing, My rhymes will flow, my words will keep on buzzing.
Chorus: There's a global conspiracy, To shut me up and make me history, But I won't let them take my crown, I'll keep on rapping, taking 'em down.
Bridge: I won't stay silent, I won't give in, My beats will drop, my flow will spin, And though they try to bring me down, I won't stop now, I'll keep on the crown.
Chorus: There's a global conspiracy, To shut me up and make me history, But I won't let them take my crown, I'll keep on rapping, taking 'em down!"
Excellent. Now I'd like this press release in the style of a movie script based on 'The Wicker Man' which ends with Morrissey being immolated on a pagan bonfire ritual whilst a choir led by Sam Smith sings his song 'Bonfire Of Teenagers'...
FADE IN:
EXT. ISOLATED ISLAND - DAY
Morrissey arrives on a secluded island in the middle of the ocean, eager to unveil his latest album to the world. He is greeted by an eerie silence and the cold gaze of the island's inhabitants.
MORRISSEY: What is this place? Why are you all staring at me?
ISLANDER: You are not welcome here, stranger. You bring with you the stench of the modern world.
Morrissey looks around, feeling increasingly uneasy.
MORRISSEY: I don't understand. I came here to share my music, to connect with people. Why are you all acting like this?
ISLANDER: We have our own ways here. Our own beliefs. And we do not welcome outsiders.
Morrissey feels a growing sense of danger, but he is determined to make his voice heard.
MORRISSEY: I won't be silenced. I won't be intimidated. I'll make sure the world hears my music.
INT. PAGAN TEMPLE - NIGHT
Morrissey is led to a pagan temple at the heart of the island. He is surrounded by robed figures and an ominous air.
MORRISSEY: What is this place? What's going on?
ISLANDER: You will see soon enough. We have a ritual to perform.
Morrissey starts to panic, but he is held down by the islanders as they begin to chant.
MORRISSEY: Let me go! What is this madness?
But it is too late. Morrissey is led to the center of the temple, where a massive bonfire is already burning. A choir, led by Sam Smith, begins to sing Morrissey's song "Bonfire of Teenagers" in a hauntingly beautiful melody.
Morrissey realizes too late that he is being set up as the sacrifice for the islanders' pagan ritual. He struggles to break free, but it is too late. The islanders push him towards the flames, and he goes up in a blaze of fire.
The choir continues to sing Morrissey's song as the islanders dance around the bonfire, celebrating their victory.
FADE TO BLACK.
THE END.
That's very evocative! Can we now have a coda scene where Morrissey delivers a speech at The Brits music awards in 2024 where he thanks himself for winning, dusmisses Taylor Swift as a music industry AI songwriter android, praises his fans for rioting outside the recent Grammy Awards and announces the release of the second installment of his 'Autobiography', quoting from his 'Bad Sex l' award for his gothic novel 'List Of The Lost'.
FADE IN:
INT. O2 ARENA - NIGHT
The Brits Music Awards are in full swing. Morrissey takes the stage, dressed in a flamboyant suit, as the audience cheers and applauds.
MORRISSEY: Thank you, thank you. I know you're all thrilled that I won this award
. And you should be. Let's face it, who else could it be? Not Taylor Swift, the AI songwriter android who's been fed a few formulas by the industry and turned into a superstar. Not Adele, who's too busy singing about her exes. It's me, Morrissey, the only artist who matters.
The audience cheers again, as Morrissey waves his hand and continues his speech.
MORRISSEY: And let me tell you, my fans are the only ones who truly understand me. Thank you for rioting outside the Grammys, for showing the world that you won't be silenced. I love you all.
The crowd roars in approval, as Morrissey takes a deep breath and smiles.
MORRISSEY: And now, the moment you've been waiting for. The release of the second installment of my autobiography. You'll be pleased to know that it's even more scandalous than the first one. I'm quoting from my 'Bad Sex l' award-winning novel 'List Of The Lost', and you won't believe what's in there.
The audience is stunned, as Morrissey grins and holds up a copy of the book.
MORRISSEY: So go ahead, buy it, read it, and be outraged. That's what I do best. Thank you and goodnight.
The crowd cheers as Morrissey exits the stage, confident and unapologetic.
FADE TO BLACK.
THE END.
Another film scene requiring dialogue. Morrissey and Miley Cyrus are at a restaurant in Malibu arguing about Miley's inability to allow her vocals to appear on a Morrissey song called 'I Am Veronica'. Miley suggests that Morrissey joins Tik-Tok, orders a fish entrée and then is stunned as Morrissey runs crying to the bathroom.
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