I have some backed up longer iteration projects with all of the images generated, but have not had the time to do any evaluation of the results.
In the interest of having more consistent postings, I am interjecting some of the more brief projects that I have tried, with little evaluation, if any. The reason being is that with the dynamic iterations, the text is not remaining the same, so judging one against another will illicit no useful information, or at least not so far that I have recognized.
The following will be the AI generated art by Deep Dream, followed by the lyrics that were used as the prompt.
.38 Airweight – Doomtree
-[Hook: P.O.S.]
"Hanging off the chain
Back against the frame
Off the wall
Cut against the grain
Rub everything raw
Call it off
Come and get me mane
Number's still the same
Give a call
Probably let it ring
Playin' a different game
Kill 'em all"
.38 Airweight – Doomtree
[Verse 3: Cecil Otter] "Loaded
I've been drinkin' I'm loaded
Consequences eroded
Yeah I'm on the fence and they know it
All them politics have been quoted
Ain't gonna call it quits or decode it
Alright all my chips will be thrown in
Sack of shit
I'm reloaded
Shots ring off in the distance
Makes no difference
Driving in the car
But there ain't no engines on
Instincts gone
Instant song it's been a long
And windy road
Oh when the bottle's half gone
And the throttle ain't responding
No plans no lands so
Gray Duck – Doomtree
-[Bridge: Dessa]
"Take the skins
Hang em on the walls
Not trophies, just reminders
What is left here when we fall"
Gray Duck - Doomtree
[Hook]
"Go get it
Or go without
You going nowhere
Run that shit into the ground
Go get it
Or go without
We go for broke
And run that shit into the ground"
Gray Duck - Doomtree
-[Verse 3: Dessa]
"Struck by lightning
With a hand in the sand
Came to with a fist fused in glass
Closed the circuit skull full of white light, mouthful of ash
Sparks on the pavement
Dragging the chain
Anchor’s off, man, lost it again
Steady on gotta push through the rain
Weather in the veins, came for this
Train for this, fuck
Made for this, pray they miss, duck
Duck gray duck gets up and running
Rest fall back like a bridge in London
Brand new brakes I never touch em"
Heavy Rescue – Doomtree
-[Hook x2: Cecil Otter]
"They tried to attack you
They tried too late
We’re waiting on the storm to hide the wake
Bringing you up to the surface
Dragging you up to the shore
Holding you up to the sun like "Is this yours?"
It’s yours"
Heavy Rescue - Doomtree -[Verse 1: Cecil Otter]
"It’s yours right, this house with the boarded up doors right
Poor sight like maybe it’s mine and you made it
In time with the foresight
To light a torch and torch this place
Co-ordinate my life with yours
Private wars and a core to relate in a world that you made full of minor chords
Find the oars, lie in the wake
Quiet your mind, they’re lying in wait
They’re firing everything all over everywhere
Everyone in the asylum is safe"
Heavy Rescue - Doomtree
[Verse 5: Cecil Otter (Dessa)]
"Can I get a witness, can I get a clue
If I can’t, can I get an amen or a view
Of the few and the proud that are crowding around the canals
In the masses to catch you and ration the savage of you
Grab for the branches, grab for the branches
Wrap them in you, wrap them in you
We’ll scream to cause avalanches
That ceramic sunset’s for you"
Happy – NF
"Yeah, been this way so long
It feels like something's off when I'm not depressed
I got some issues that I won't address
I got some baggage I ain't opened yet
I got some demons I should put to rest
I got some traumas that I can't forget
I got some phone calls I been avoiding
Some family members I don't really connect with
Some things I said I wish I would of not let slip
Some hurtful words that never should of left my lips
Some bridges burned, I'm not ready to rebuild yet
Some insecurities I haven't dealt with, yes
I'll be the first to admit that I'm a lonely soul
And the last to admit I need a hand to hold
Losing hope, headed down a dangerous road
Strange, I know, but I feel most at home when I'm"
One Lonely Owl – Milo
"When Robert died, I was in a bookstore that wasn't born yet
And all around me spun the narratives of other fallen heroes
Dust! Dust! Dust!
Dust on the tomes of the stories of yesterday;
Dust on the tombs of the heroes of today
-Rain drops smooched my hair soft
Your kisses were distinct like welts from an airsoft
I've never wore a tie that didn't come from the thrift store
Before I was a vegetarian, I should've fished more
-I was farmed for my similarity to a Duracell battery
And quickly abandoned at a calculator factory
I'm no Wizard of Waverly
But I wear second hand goods like they were made for me
I went to school to become a philosopher
But dropped out to be a sober Kid Cudi imposter
With a spoon that's porous, I lounge in Siberia
Dining on borscht with Boris
My mind has the drive of an old Ford Taurus
Unfortunately my mind has no roads: it's just a forest
Rap's Kurt Vonnegut, Blurb Fontset"
Warsaw – Dessa
"A wick with no candle
A wheel with no axle
I ride with no saddle, no lift
Then I'm dragging the kite
A blade with no handle
A brick for your window
I'm fine but I'm single
A dime and I'm the same on both sides
You're a stone-cold killer, you say
But you're looking like a part-time criminal
Waive the charade
Man, you lay it on thick
It's a dive bar, save the game
You drink and you sit
Easy to please
But hard to impress
Im in a mood, new shoes, and a bulletproof dress
Sugar on the rim and a shot of mescal
Man, its murder in the morning
But its good for morale
Can you mortar more
Looks like you're bricking with both hands
Get the spirit level
Or the skeleton won't stand
Fuck the plan, man
I'm tryna call an audible
Probable lost cause
But I got a thing for long shots
Yes, yes, naysayers got the wrong job
Best bet when you think they got the wrong odds
And I've done some living in a glass house
High note blew the motherfucking walls off
And I sleep
With both eyes open
Standing up
Alone and holding
Off the rust
And I'm still living by my maiden name
The name I came with
The name I made
And I'm bare-faced at your masquerade"
Sabotage – Thousand Below
"Far from me, fading slowly
Every time I hurt myself, I push away your help
And you know my soul is empty
Is it suicide or sabotage, you think?
I see it in my blood, it's dripping in the sink
Is it suicide or sabotage, you think?
'Cause I feel you slipping"
Ocean Breathes Salty – Modest Mouse
"Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in
In my head, in my heart, in my soul
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again
Well, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, don't think so
Well, that is that and this is this
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get
You get away from me, you get away from me
Collected my belongings and I left the jail
Well, thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell
I had to think awhile, I had to think awhile
The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both grow old
Well, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I hope so"
Ocean Breathes Salty - Modest Mouse "Well, that is that and this is this
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed
When the ocean met the sky (you missed)
You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye (you missed)
When the earth folded in on itself (you missed)
And said "good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell
(You missed, you missed) are really there
But I wouldn't hold my breath" (you missed, you missed)
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death? (You missed, you missed)
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?"
Geordie Kieffer – The Car Song
"MY TONGUE MY THIGH LOOK IN MY EYE
I GOT 5 fingers don't you lie to me
2 door super nova
Champagne Chevrolet
Chrome pully 4 speed
With the Rear drum brakes
6 Q Oil Pan. Blade Cooly Fan
Stock steel big wheel
With my dick in my hand
405 to the 101
I'm in the GT 2 smokin in the sun
With the fat fish tail
And the paint job custom,
Who needs women,
I got whips I love em
1978 FORD F150 4 x 4 with the black plate
Gun metal your blood about to settle
I'm flying off a cliff with my pinky on the pedal
Like a devil heat up the kettle another level
I disheveled the whole endeavor
I'm wearing leather in my new G T R M Benz
With the 5-0 HP 6 K RMP"
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