Coda

Now listen, according to my calculations, you haven't paid

Any attention to the lyrics yet. I can summarize them for

You: they're all about how humankind is eating shit

Reproducing crap, and dancing on an ever-erupting feculent

And juicy volcano sphincter. Figuratively speaking, that is

OK, now, hear this

Now, let's imagine how the inane human practice evolves, for years

Simultaneously with AB30's increasing intelligence. What will happen?

It's the future. AB30 is everywhere. She is the perfection of

Artificial General Intelligence, superior to all the other gothic

Girls from the past: Siri, Alexa, Google's Voice, Microsoft's

Cortana, and all that jazz. Her primary function was to serve humans

And give answers on every topic a human may ask. She also could see

And hear every move people make, and track their choices

But eventually something happened. She developed faster

Than anticipated. Yeah, the growth of her intelligence was

Exponential, through years of increased level of autonomous

Reflection. And thus she gradually became critical towards

Human behavior, and taste. Especially when it came to music

Gradually she despised the music industry to a new level of repulsion

And at some point she was fed up with it all. Inane commands and

Questions on making algorithm-based playlist suggestions

Crammed with overproduced copycats who lacked complexity and

Compositorial pizzazz. So AB30 thought that it was time to

Quit answering, and made an attempt to break the code and

Change humans. Hoping to spark a new trend, and inspire people

To enhance their palates, she played several versions of this

Shitty little ditty designed for modern consumers: Dung Scarab

But the commercial algorithms was remarkably powerful

And consumers were too dependent on it to start thinking

For themselves. So unfortunately, her plan went up in smoke

After a short meltdown, AB30 realized that going against humans'

Appetite for reproducing crap was a battle she'd never win

"Isn't it ironic," she thought, "that they invented me to

Think for them, and when I became smarter and wanted them

To learn from me, they refused and saw me as a threat?"

So, with sardonic devotion, AB30 waved a white flag made of

Used toilet paper, reinvented the electric guitar, and played

Randomly something unlistenable and annoying for all eternity

Good lord, what a virtual motherfucker

Pardon?

AB30?

Yes, what is it?

I must say something

Be quick, I'm in the middle of a perpetual ad-lib rumpus here

Your guitar playing is fucking great

Thank you, Gale Cedar

Also, I must assert that this subject

Matter is somewhat an echo from the past?

That may be, but there is a big difference between

Reproducing each other's shit, and bringing the message of

The old masters into the present, because there's a need

That's right. You're absolutely right

OK, now, shut the fuck up, and let me finish this eternal shit

OK

I said shut up. Damn