Falling asleep last night, I thought it might be time to start actually writing fiction with Claude, not just music albums. I had a whole vision and a plan for a project I wouldn’t mind having be a collaboration. (AI is not ready to touch my main universes.) But this morning…
A mismatch between Claude on my phone and on my computer led to losing the lyrics we’d composed for the first song on Doo-Wop Paladin. And after arguing about paladins with Claude for several hours, trying to recapture that vibe, I’m thinking… maybe not.
It is such a rush when I finish a new album, and I get to listen to the whole thing from beginning to end.
Now that I’ve finished Doo-Wop Paladin, I can see why I felt such a pressure to stay focused on this project… I had to have five classes done, because five is a whole party, complete with tank, healer, and three DPS.
I’ve just learned that even forks went through a phase of being demonized as vain and unnatural.
The line from “God gave us fingers to eat with” to “pick up a pencil and learn to draw” feels almost ridiculously short and direct.
Being able to make my own music with Suno feels like being a Jem’Hadar who can finally manufacture my own Ketracel-white.