A few weeks ago I was looking at albums in Apple Music. I read the blurbs on several albums in a row from a particular artist, and I noticed that they were all overly wordy, banal, and extensively reused the same rare words. So I searched on the subject and of course all the album background blurbs were AI-generated. Apple bought some company specifically for that purpose a few years ago. So now I know to not waste time reading the album blurbs on Apple Music.
Annoying, because you can waste a few minutes reading the site before you realize that it's junk.
It even pretends to be a person, with statements like "Personally, this song resonates with me on multiple levels. The story within the lyrics reminds me of the value of genuine connections and the joy of reuniting with loved ones!"
I was trying to figure out some of the lyrics to "Harold of the Rocks" a while back, stumbled across that site and holy shit:
> The lyrics of Harold of the Rocks are metaphorical and open to interpretation. They tell the story of a character named Harold, who is portrayed as an outcast in society. He stands out from the crowd and refuses to conform to societal norms, embodying a rebellious spirit. The song challenges the idea of conformity and expresses the band’s belief in the importance of staying true to oneself, regardless of the pressures to conform.
> In a broader sense, Harold of the Rocks can be seen as a critique of a society that values conformity over individuality. It urges listeners to embrace their uniqueness and celebrate their differences instead of succumbing to societal expectations. The lyrics provoke thought and encourage listeners to question the status quo, making it a powerful anthem for those who feel like outsiders or outcasts.
As a rule, I avoid any text which, on the internet, purports to explicate the meaning of some work of art, high or low.
Even before large language models began remixing this drivel, it was drivel. There is no part of youtube more accursed than those videos which wish to tell me what some film or discerning work “means.”
One must elucidate such, if such exists, in oneself, and in the discussions of true critics. Never from that mumbling middlebrowery now being remixed into nonsense lowbrowery.
