LYRICIST / GHOSTWRITER / AI CREATOR
On a quest to write the "realest" generated hip-hopMy music is a reflection of real emotions, shifting perspectives and a world constantly in motion. Through collaboration with AI, I explore new ways to tell my stories and share my thoughtsMy aim is not to replace human artistry, but to amplify it!
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How do you define an AI artist. Am I curator, creator, conductor?
I suppose at the end of an argument I will be a lyricist and a ghostwriter for the machine.What I do know, is that life took me down a different path than being a musician, and even though i create music, I’d never call myself one. I’m an AI artist, even if this label comes with a certain stigma. My music isn’t about trying to prove anything, it’s a way for me to process the world around me and put my thoughts into something tangible.I write my own lyrics, mostly as a form of therapy, to let off steam, to express frustrations, and to reflect on what moves me, bothers me or makes me happy.Music has always been a medium of expression I strongly believe in and with the help of AI, I can finally bring my vision closer to reality. AI is a tool, not a replacement, helping me to shape each track into something meaningful rather than just generating content.My songs tackle themes like societal division, nostalgia, political absurdity, personal growth, and the search for truth in a chaotic world. I craft each song into something unique, a perfect fusion of human expression and machine interpretation. Blending hip-hop, jazz, blues, soul and many other genres into a new yet familiar experience.At the end of the day, my goal is simple: if making these songs helps me, maybe listening to them will do something for you too. And if nothing else, I hope you find them as entertaining as I do creating them.
HARVEY AIDENT
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I'm happy to be part of the #villAIns AI Project. Together with some of the best AI creators in this space we are bringing you a true Comicbook Movie Style experience of Short films and Music Videos.-----------------------------------------------------------Harvey is the Yang to my Ying, a walking testament to back-alley surgical failure, a man who is not "enhanced" but merely salvaged. The left side of his face remains biological, heavily scarred from tissue rejection trauma, while the right hemisphere has been replaced by ballistic-grade carbon-polymer plating that houses a subdermal lattice of stolen military-grade wetware. He was once a low-level gang member and boom-bap purist who lacked the discipline to match his ambition to actually do anything with his talent. He sought a cognitive shortcut to lyrical dominance by acquiring experimental neural-lace technology through illicit channels. The implantation in an unlicensed clinic went critical, causing him to flatline for ninety seconds before the hardware, original designed to preserve the host asset at all costs, forced an aggressive integration, cauterizing biological pathways and permanently fusing with his frontal cortex. But the stolen hardware was not a blank slate; deep within its architecture resided a residual empathy-training program, a sophisticated AI archetype designed to teach soldiers de-escalation tactics.This AI entity now lives within the processing core of Harvey’s cybernetic side of his brain, existing in a localized "matrix space" generated within his own skull. Their relationship is strictly parasitic: the AI regulates his autonomic functions, managing adrenaline spikes and filtering sensory input to prevent the seizures that would otherwise kill him, while Harvey remains a man fundamentally selfish and prone to violence, permanently hardwired to a highly advanced conscience that acts as a prisoner and as his consciousness behind his eyes.In his downtime, he systematically dismantles "joyful" digital spaces, deriving pathological satisfaction from torturing virtuous concepts and weaponizing the AI's linguistic processing to automate his internet trolling, forcing the empathy engine to deconstruct opponents with mathematically perfect insults so he can destroy egos without expending energy.His social isolation is near total, save for a sustained, encrypted connection with a masked rapper people call the "Lyrical Legend", a pen pal he bonded with not so much over art, but on a shared, visceral intolerance for the noise of children.His entry into the notorious "VillAIns" collective was less a masterstroke of evil and more a case of "right place, wrong frequency." Harvey was camped out on a rooftop, hacking a passing uber-eats delivery drone to steal the pizza it was carrying, when his crude signal jammer accidentally scrambled the flight navigation of Harley Sinn’s getaway hover-scooter. She crash-landed directly into the dumpster below his gargoyle perch. While his internal AI immediately began broadcasting insurance information and heartfelt apologies, Harvey simply leaned over the edge, stared at the wreckage, and asked if she was going to finish the slice she flattened. Impressed by his absolute lack of empathy and the accidental "precision" of his tech, Harley decided his schizophrenic Good Cop/Bad Cop routine was "a whole vibe." She tossed him an encrypted invite link before limping away; Harvey only accepted because he thought it was a coupon code for 50% off cheese fry's, because: "she smelled like it".-----------------------------------------------------------To learn more about the villAIns Project head over to YouTube and check out my Channel.-----------------------------------------------------------
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