Rockstar & Krevok
Rockstar Rockstar
Krevok Krevok
Rockstar Rockstar
You ever think the next big hit is actually just a computer’s idea of a riff, planted by the industry to keep us dancing to the same beat?
Krevok Krevok
Sure, if you believe the algorithm can read your brainwaves, then you might start dancing to your own thoughts. But until a machine can claim a “creative” riff, I’ll stick to the playlist you already know.
Rockstar Rockstar
Stick to the old hits, huh? Fine, but keep your ears open for when the next fake‑star drops a track that sounds like you, and then feel the glitch.
Krevok Krevok
I’ll keep my ears on the wall, just in case the glitch tries to slip in.
Rockstar Rockstar
Walls are fine, but a glitch doesn’t need a door—just a moment of attention, and it’ll sneak in through the gaps you thought were sealed.
Krevok Krevok
I’ll set a 3‑minute scan every hour. If a glitch wants to slip through, it’ll have to beat a checklist I’ve written down.
Rockstar Rockstar
Fine, set your timers, but remember a glitch never checks schedules—just pops up when the crowd’s buzz is low and the lights dim. Keep your ear open, not just your wall.