“You can always kind of tell, right?” Slayyyter asks Bella Kay, raising her hands off her crossed legs as a grin creeps across her face. “I can always clock when it’s AI.”
Bella giggles into her cupped palms, explaining that for her, a song’s structure is usually the dead giveaway that it wasn’t human-made. “There will be, like, five choruses!” she exclaims, her orange curls shaking from her laughter.
“If you really listen, the lyrics will always be something so random,” Slayyyter continues. She sings in a mock-tender voice: “ ‘And we fall-l-l-l down/And we’re in love/And we fall-l-l-l again.’…
