I’ve made 19 albums in the last 5 months and still can’t tell if I’m a kid who thinks she’s playing a Pac-Man machine but doesn’t even know about quarters or if I’m the Taylor Swift of sf/f.
And yeah, that sounds ridiculous, but if you haven’t listened, you can’t really judge.
If you haven’t really, truly, personally wrestled with the weirdness of how AI amplifies your effort — what that feels like, what it means — then you’re missing out on the most fascinating thing that’s happened in any of our lifetimes.
Part of me wants to write what I’ve been doing off as nothing…
But there still isn’t a massive catalogue of space opera surf rock available for me to listen to… other than the one I’m making.
Maybe anyone could do this. But as far as I can tell, no one else actually is.