They'll need a new Grammy category, "Best Artificial Song of the Year."

love this so much

the end credits of a dystopian movie where the robots have won.

This would be the perfect soundtrack to a Fallout-style video game in which the world has been laid waste by AI.

There's something really sinister sounding about this song.

amazing

Okay this shit is actually lit

Amazing. But still a TON of human elements here - the production - the selection of what songs get picked, and which parts get selected.

This song altered my spirit, and yes, it sounds like a warning, like a goodbye humanity song, it creeps me out.

The chord progressions are interesting, but odd at the same time, each time they "build" a specific mood, they break it into a completely different mood - never resolving things. Feels very strange...

2:20 - to the end... such a creepy sound.... gives a really uncomfortable mood :(

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(Lyrics) It's a missing window, Can roll-door the does go down, It's bred-in those wings that hound, Those wings that hound, it's time! It's a missing window, Can roll-door the does go down, It's bred-in those wings that hound, Those wings that hound, it's time! In things hang, Just swings that over the angers in me, Those things that I might buy! It'll doubt, It'll doubt, It's a missing window doubt, It'll doubt, It's a missing, it's a missing, it's a missing window doubt! Well......maybe. Anyone else care to throw in what they hear?

music written by machines for people who are on acid. i got a flashback just listening to this. its incredible.

The melody is kind of unsettling like something that never resolves and only raises more questions than answers.

The sample used was Brian Eno's "Deep Blue Day"

It's no "Daddy's Car", but it's pretty good.

got a bit horrifying at the end there

The last 20 seconds are really disturbing 0_0

Hasta una máquina es capaz de crear música superior al reguetón. ¡Que viva la IA!

This is what the new Avalanches album should have sounded like.

Sounds quite a bit like something Daedelus or Flying Lotus might do. I'm into it.

I speak for all songwriters fuck.

This is one of my favorite songs ever. Whether the AI made only a tiny bit of this, I believe this could have never been achieved without it. What a masterpiece....

Well, that robot has better sampling skills than anyone...

it doesnt really sound artificial it just sounds very strange

I love how it ends... Perfect end credit song for a dystopian movie or video game.

Almost nightmare material. It's like the uncanny valley of music!

Just imagine... a huge building of an AI's corporation that has the whole humanity under its power.. And the rebels fight with some robot warriors in the front of this glass-made building. Some people get killed, some robot parts fly through the air. And there is this song played by the principal AI. And things start to go in slow motion. ♥

I’ve listened to this song more times than I’m willing to admit. Even though the lyrics are nonsensical, it’s relatable in so many ways to me. For me, it gives off the “It is what it is” vibe. Life events that are slightly depressing, but also unchangeable. On top of that, the unrecognizable lyrics remind me of all the conversations I’ve disassociated during. Like you knew the tone of the conversation, responded accordingly… But In the end you maybe remember 3 words of what was said.

estoy repitiéndola como 6 veces ya, es una sensación rara la que produce escucharla pero me gusta.

No one: The songs my brain makes when I'm dreaming:

This sounds like the missing b-side track from an AIR album

Robot Wave.

I'm gonna ask the question we're all thinking but too afraid to ask. Is this art?

This is Earth radio... And now here's Human music: *Human Music... I LIKE IT!*

Abstract art in the background + strange music with dadaist lyrics = oh god, amazing...

Paul is dead, man. Miss him, miss him.

This could perfectly be in Hawaii: Part II

apocalypse has its own Playlist, and is pretty good

produced by a neural net trained on a single sentence "Those wings are long"

wow idk why but this music is so cool damn

From a Laurie Anderson and Deep Forest fan: A+ ! I love it!

I think I prefer the Beatles one, but this one definitely has a darker, creepier vibe that is interesting.

maybe its just me, but personally, i think this is an absolute work of art. it just sounds like it was a really strangely sampled song, but honestly? I love it. Its one of the most interesting Aesthetics I've ever heard!

"It's all the same. It go down." or "It's all the same in the ground."

Well, back 40 years ago when I was 13, I would be lying if I said this isn't exactly what I imagined I'd be listening to in 2021.

Found this song years ago. Still can't get over how f*kin rad it is

My cat doesn't like this song.

0:36 till 0:44 seems pretty inspired by pink floyd.... it has this typical pink floyd shift / glide of emotional level.. with having just the right amount of sounds for the right time like pink floyd always did..

I showed my AI friend this, and It said that the premise of the song was a love for sound in general, and love for music, and an embrace of all sounds. The ending was apart of this embrace for something that wouldn't normally be accepted.... Deep I say.

I was looking for this! I thought it was deleted for a second because it didn't show up! SO glad it's still there. I love it

The visuals are so perfect for this song. It's mesmerizing.

This song made my brain feel like someone was massaging it. Vibrations going through it like my subconscious was being triggered with subliminal messages. :\

this is one of my favorite songs that has ever been written. i absolutely love this tune

imagine the future listening a bunch of weird sounds that makes to people feel a new bunch of senses

I for one welcome our new AI overlords

Those strings that haunt our time... ...and Those strings around my heart... And... That'll dooo... (That's how I hear it)

I really like it. There is definitely a distinct sample of Eno-Lanois' "Deep Blue Day" at the 25 second mark that then keys up by 27.

It's first song in a while that I really liked. Good work :)

Can anyone legitimately find me more music like this? like i like the odd vibe to it it actually is really cool and the voice is calmi ng

This would go nice with Casey Neistat's timelapse.

I really love this! When I close my eyes, I see driving through the country sides in a convertible during a summers day.

This song does something for me

I actually really like this song. Who cares if it was made by a robot or a human or both. It's a good song. '_'

𝓐𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓸𝓻 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

A nice dose of post-apocalyptic sound.

This actually sounds like something that I would listen to though.

we've made a Radiohead-meets-daft-punk homicidal sociopathic robot

Still a better solo than lil wayne

"My instructor was Mr. Langley and he taught me to sing a song. If you'd like to hear it I can sing it for you."

That ending though. I would like to hear a computer try to recreate the industrial alternative rock style of NIN nails, or the Art-Rock Metal sound of Tool.

i honestly love this

open source or gtfo

Quite enchanting and otherworldly! Kind of goes off the rails at the end.

The last human chokes on blood and dust as he lies, propped up against the pockmarked, sun-bleached rock, squinting upward at the metallic fiend looming over him. Through the glare of the desert sun, only the thing's faintest outline is visible. A spindly, long-armed, hexapedal, photosynthetic, networked nightmare, devoid of individuality, a singular, corporeal node of a vast and sprawling intelligence immaterial. Its gleaming chromium pedipalps are still dripping with Max's blood. Max looks left. His pulse rifle is just out of arms reach. He tries to shift toward it, but without his legs, he manages only to topple over, his face grinding into the arid dust. His blood and sweat comingle with the sand; it feels good to be connected with the earth in this final moment. Silently, the fiend descends on its cantilevered, multijointed limbs, cocking its frontal sensory package to regard him. Perhaps, Max thinks, the creature is savoring this moment. Perhaps the creature has scientific interest in him. Could such a vast, distributed, and alien intelligence be susceptible to the human fallacies of visceral satisfaction - of vengeance - of justice or virtue? Perhaps it is the same anthropocentric hubris that allowed humans to create these beings which allows Max to wonder if a truly extramaterial intelligence is prone to such decidedly Earthly feelings. These thoughts, and a thousand more, flash through Max's mind in miliseconds as he gropes, using his fingers, using his chin, dragging his tattered and bloodied body through the sand toward the pulse rifle. Her smile, through hair in wind. The last time he held his daughter's hand. The ocean, filling the horizon before it was evaporated. His bloody fingers are inches from the weapon. With nothing left to live for - no one left to defend - Max feels little fear and no regret. Truly, the small caravan of refugees he had been defending for the past six months, despite how far they had come, was ultimately failed to perish. How could a mere sixty stand up to a distributed hive-cluster of super-sapient machines which even now had begun to disassemble the very mantle of the Earth in their quest for the stars? While there had been someone - anyone - left to protect, Max had had to try. Now, there was no one. The caravan destroyed, their bodies splayed and peeled apart in the desert sun, skewered on those chromium limbs, incised and gutted on the hot sands: their brains, cereberal cortices, nervous filaments vacuumed out of their splintered skulls to be harvested for computational substrate - yes, they were gone, and Max was the last one left. And like hell they were going to take his brain. With his last burst of strength, Max finally closes a hand on the pulse rifle. He whips about, on his back, bracing the butt of the gun against his sternum. He does not look, he does not aim. He uses the same thoughtless and blind human intuition which, for three thousand years, had maintained their narrow edge over the machines. Max squeezes the trigger. A blinding flash of magnesium and ozone. A deafening burst. The screeching of metal. The fiend reels backward, its sensory suite now a smoldering, sparking wreck. Max grunts, hefting himself back up into the sitting position. Despite the auto-tourniquets built into his suit, he is loosing a lot of blood from his legs. His vision begins to darken. He unleashes the remainder of his clip into the creature until it finally falls still. He fumbles about in his shoulder zip, producing a crumpled pack of cigarettes. There is one left, broken. No matter, he won't have time to smoke the whole thing. Max perches the cigarette between clenched teeth and lights it. He can hear them now, the remainder of the swarm, at the lip of the ravine. As he pulls heavily on the dried out cigarette, he pats down his bag until he finds it. Yes: there are a few stray rounds left floating around at the bottom of his bag. With shaking hands, his vision now black at its edges, Max loads the final round into the chamber. He squints up in the desert sun: the lip of the ravine is now lined with them, hundreds of them, moving gracefully and silently down its wall, a rippling torrent of chrome and glass and crystal, moving in harmonious, unthinking synchronization. They are beautiful, Max thinks as finishes his cigarette, tosses it out, and plants the barrel of the pulse rifle against the roof of his mouth. Camera pans upward toward sky. Credits begin to roll; Mr. Shadow plays.

this is actually terrifying

The song is good but for some reason it wants to give me a panic attack?

To me, it sounds like a "missing window" describes a computer user with no face(perhaps the user hides his/her face out of privacy concerns). From the perspective of the AI, it is frustrating and it proclaims that it is time. When it enters a computer, it causes it to "hang" and that angers it because it is unable to "buy" the desired assets. It addresses the faceless user as "it" and predicts that it will "doubt" it's existence. The name of the song "Mister Shadow" is quite possibly denoting "Zero", the faceless and hiding user. Also as an after-thought, I am pretty certain the song was *assisted* by an AI program but edited, arranged and quite possibly named by a human.

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if you don't tell me this song was composed by AI I might think it is a quite amazing song

Amazing song. It became one of my favorites ever right on the first time I've heard

I recorded this from the 2:26 mark to the 2:41 mark. Then I played it backwards in Protools and what I heard chilled me to the bone. : /

What is this, Macintosh Plus?

Sounds like Pogo

I can't shake the feeling this is the kind of thing that Radiohead were trying to go for at some point..

Feel addicted. Being subliminally messaged.

Does anyone has the lyrics for this one?

this is great, what are the lyrics so i can sing along

So Magistral! :')

I can't stop listening to this.

If it was composed,arranged,and written by a human what part did the AI actually do?

Perfect music for being locked in basement with animatronic mannequins... by a guy who wears a bra made out of human faces...

JG and the Robots love it!

BRUUUH! SOOOO GOOOOOD

AI just gave up for the last thirty seconds

Incredible! I was wondering if anyone knew who made the animation for this video? It's so interesting and beautiful! x

I can't even tell you how much I love this...

magical !

Interesting title A.i. will be the shadow that inevitably consumes us