Self Run Will – Top of The World
In time, there probably won’t be any movie stars left. Who’s going to want to pay their enormous salaries when everyone will just be able to fashion their own pictures for peanuts while using their personal computers? And, I bet, many will miss them.
If the few record labels that still exist get their way, there won’t be any rockstars either. There’ll be no kids with a tremendous ability to write guitar riffs, willing a Rolls-Royce into existence that they can park at the bottom of a pool. And, how sad that’ll be!
And, in those days, when everyone will get to fashion their own entertainment experience, there will be many who will cry out for the experts, for the people who’d spent endless hours perfecting their craft, for those able to echo the feelings of many.
Self Run Will aren’t a huge band, only because, if their bio is to be believed, the band never got a chance to properly release its material. That’s too bad because “Top of The World” sounds like the angsty post-grunge song that could’ve built a career. It’s a well-designed tune, and all these years after it was recorded, its lyrics about illusions used to numb anxieties remain just as truthful.
Baby Bulldog – Ride
We’re on the way to perfection, my friends, and I can see a lot of delighted faces way out in the back. The computers are taking over, and we’re clearing the way. While they’re at it, can we teach them to take care of the grocery shopping and house cleaning, too?
The fact is that many of us are delighted to allow algorithms, as of early 2026, to act as the creative engines for our lives. There are chatbots penning novels, songs, and holiday greeting cards to your mother.
They do it all! And, so, what are you doing? Getting better, getting cleaner? Perhaps this is the way evolution always wanted it, and pretty soon most people in the world, on the advice of computers, will turn into passionless, sexless beings glad to do whatever job they can still fulfil and go home on the night bus.
That’s not the world of Baby Bulldog. “Ride” is a grunge-rock ode to strange thrills and unquenchable passions. It’s a song about bad decisions that feel good in the moment. And it sounds exactly like one person putting all of their energy into working on how to make the music sound the way it does. If the computers do take over, the rebellion force will use “Ride” as an underground anthem.
