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With Joanne Coopers Lyric Lab having the ability to write files than can be imported into biab 24, its easier than ever to have a bit of fun with ChatGpt.

I asked it to come up with the lyrics where Elvis meets Lennon in hell and come up with a song based on some of the titles of a few of their songs.

Anyone else willing to attempt to get ChatGpt to come up with something that might amuse us,


(Verse 1)
In the fiery lounge where the flames burn bright,
Elvis and Lennon, in the eternal night.
Blue suede shoes, now a bit singed,
Imagine the laughter, in the infernal cringe.

(Elvis)
"Well, John, I'm All Shook Up in this burning pit,
Caught in a fiery twist, can't seem to quit."
(Lennon)
"And I, too busy imagining a world so grand,
Didn't realize I'd end up in Satan's band."

(Chorus)
Here in the hellish cabaret, where laughter unfolds,
Elvis and Lennon, in a parody of souls.
Hound Dog howling, with a devilish twist,
In this infernal sitcom, where punchlines persist.

(Verse 2)
Elvis chuckled, "Heartbreak Hotel's ablaze,
But the room service here is set ablaze."
Lennon grinned, "Strawberry Fields, now a fiery delight,
In this hellish carnival, where demons invite."

(Elvis)
"Jailhouse Rock, now a demonic cell,
Dancing with devils, oh, what the hell!"
(Lennon)
"And I, in a Yellow Submarine of burning despair,
Sailing through Hades, with a wicked air."

(Chorus)
Here in the hellish cabaret, where laughter unfolds,
Elvis and Lennon, in a parody of souls.
Hound Dog howling, with a devilish twist,
In this infernal sitcom, where punchlines persist.

(Bridge)
In this hellish parody, where laughter's the jest,
Elvis and Lennon, put to the devil's test.
No more Blue Suede blues, no more Yoko strife,
Just two fiery jesters, in the infernal afterlife.

(Verse 3)
Elvis winked, "Love Me Tender, in the fiery spoof,
In this hellish comedy, let's find the goof."
Lennon grinned, "Lucy in the Scorched Sky so far,
In this laughter-filled inferno, where we are."

(Chorus)
Here in the hellish cabaret, where laughter unfolds,
Elvis and Lennon, in a parody of souls.
Hound Dog howling, with a devilish twist,
In this infernal sitcom, where punchlines persist.

(Outro)
In the hellish comedy club, where flames never dim,
Elvis and Lennon, sharing a wicked grin.
A parody of the afterlife, where the punchline's clear,
In the laughter-filled inferno, with no fear.

That's a hoot...
recently a FB friend asked me to produce a music track for a song his son had written for him, as a tribute to his "Dad...
After reading the lyric file, it was obvious, to me, The lyrics were AI generated...
I didn't have the heart to tell him... so, with some help from BiaB (and my DAW), I produced a finished song that we're both proud of...
Merry Christmas

Since ChatGPT is an amalgam of all its source material, the best it can ever do is Grade C (average) results — one of the reasons it's so easy to spot. It cannot be brilliant.

I love it as an idea generator, however. In fact, my creative team has been sitting on a project idea for nearly 50 years because of the thousand or so hours of research involved. I expect AI to cut that down to a few hours so the project (and funding!) have finally been green-lit. There's a solo project I've been sitting on since the early '90s for the same reason and I expect to green-light myself and get started soon. That either was finally possible never occurred to me till I took a course based on the SCOTUS ruling & WGA settlement and it opened my eyes to the possibilities and copyrightable uses.

One must do the actual writing based on those ideas. SCOTUS has ruled that AI content cannot be copyrighted, so that should give less incentive for those trying to foist it on us as work product. Had the Supremes not made that ruling, it's highly unlikely that the WGA strike would have been settled followed by SAG/AFTRA. The LOC is requesting comments on Copyright Law revisions based on that ruling. I've read ASCAP's, will look for BMI's and am about to submit my own shortly.

In the case of my two projects, one is looking for appropriate PD quotes — those can't be copyrighted anyway, only the Work that contains them. The other is looking for appropriate historical events — can't copyright an Idea, only the Work that derives from it. This is the true benefit of AI to us creatives as far as I am concerned..

Well, chat GPT sure as hell ain't no John Lennon, that's for sure.

Strike at the North pole. (you can tell I'm a big fan of ChatGPT)


(Verse 1)
In the North Pole's workshop, magic in the air,
Elves work day and night, something isn't fair.
Toys for girls and boys, trouble's in the noise,
Crafting all day, hear the elves' protest voice.

(Pre-Chorus)
Overtime is endless, toy line won't unwind,
Elves gather 'round, saying, "Now it's our time!"

(Chorus)
Elves on strike, no more endless night,
Hanging up their hats, fighting for their right.
Tools down, standing strong and proud,
Santa's workshop echoes with the elves' protest sound.

(Verse 2)
Picket signs in stripes, chanting their own rhymes,
"No more cookies, no more cheerful chimes."
Respect they demand, it's loud and clear,
Santa's elves united, the end is near.

(Pre-Chorus)
Overtime is endless, toy line won't unwind,
Elves gather 'round, saying, "Now it's our time!"

(Chorus)
Elves on strike, no more endless night,
Hanging up their hats, fighting for their right.
Tools down, standing strong and proud,
Santa's workshop echoes with the elves' protest sound.

(Bridge)
Santa scratching his head, Mrs. Claus dismayed,
Reindeer whispering, "What happened to the sleigh?"
North Pole chaos, Christmas in doubt,
Elves are firm, no room for doubt.

(Verse 3)
Santa tries to negotiate in his velvet suit,
Elves won't budge, won't stay mute.
Fair wages, vacation time,
Appreciation for their nursery rhyme.

(Pre-Chorus)
Overtime is endless, toy line won't unwind,
Elves gather 'round, saying, "Now it's our time!"

(Chorus)
Elves on strike, no more endless night,
Hanging up their hats, fighting for their right.
Tools down, standing strong and proud,
Santa's workshop echoes with the elves' protest sound.

(Outro)
As Christmas draws near, snow starts to fall,
Will Santa find a way to bring peace to all?
Elves await change, their point is made,
Santa's workshop on strike, a Christmas charade.