Originally Posted by Fdemetrio
Originally Posted by bennash
MP3 section looks like graveyard in 1786 . Why don't you sing one and show us how great you are ? No does make me better . Just means I didn't sell out to Suno like you

Cause if I showed you how great i am, you wouldn't learn anything.

Yes its a graveyard, so why the fack... does it matter what you post?

600 dollars to post it here?

Are you catching any of this?


Okay, I’ll record the song over because a guy who pushes buttons tells me to.
The fans who actually listen to the songs say I’m alright, so no, I didn’t get much out of the critique. But thanks for your time.
Reminds me of the old publishers with an agenda. You had to play their stupid games to get anywhere near radio.
I don’t play those games anymore.
Bible Belt Bandits. There’s a band name.
“We believe in Jesus.”
No, you believe in money like the atheists.
Well, he does have a point.
Try to keep up, Dom. I’m a genius.
“Great. What do you do?”
I push buttons.
That’s the mindfuck with Suno. Push a button, a singer appears, and five minutes later everybody’s arguing about whether you’re Mozart.
Actually, it’s pure genius.
Wish I’d thought of it. Worth billions while everybody else fights about it on the Internet.
The owner is probably sitting by a swimming pool laughing his ass off.
“Everybody is talking about my company. Keep arguing, boys. Daddy needs another yacht.”
That’s all songwriting sites talk about now — Suno.
Used to be:
“Try a G6 there.”
“No, G9.”
Now it’s:
“IS THAT A HUMAN?”
Who gives a [naughty word removed]? Does the chorus work?
I promote my songs on Facebook. Ads cost me about $125 a week. Ten or twenty people a day might comment on the songs.
It’s a hobby. There ain’t much money in it.
Still cheaper than a shrink at $300 a week.
And what does he know?
The grandfather of psychoanalysis was Sigmund Freud, and that guy was doing enough cocaine to road-manage a rock band.
“Tell me about your childhood.”
Well—
“Hold on.”
SNORT.
“Okay. You hate your mother.”
What?
“Also, the cigar concerns me.”
You smoke cigars!
“That’s different.”
How many?
“Twenty a day.”
Maybe we should talk about YOUR problems, Sigmund.
“I’m the doctor.”
You’re a cokehead with a cigar hanging out of your mouth telling me I’ve got issues.
Between advice from Freud and advice from a guy who pushes buttons, I think I’ll trust the people listening to the damn song.
“Doc, I can’t sleep.”
“How much cocaine did you do?”
“Ten lines.”
“Well, I believe we’ve found the problem.”
Damn.
Three hundred dollars for that?
I could’ve figured that out with a G6 chord.

You paid $2.99 USD to Apple Services. Why did I buy an orchard ? I don't even like you or Spotify . you're more corrupt than the cartel

Last edited by bennash; 09/07/26 08:21 AM.
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Different roads, but the same means.