[ExI] Spotify's Attempt to Fight AI Slop Music Fails

[spike at rainier66.com]

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From: extropy-chat <extropy-chat-bounces at lists.extropy.org> On Behalf Of
BillK via extropy-chat

>>... I didn't try to insert spike-isms.
> spike
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>...The current AIs are smart enough to write in the style of any author
they have been trained on...

So I hear.  But an unanticipated side benefit to all the stuff you and I
have posted to ExI is that we now have reams of stuff to train self-bots.

>...Or in the style of a young child...

Sure, or in my case, a really superannuated child.  An embryo-geezer, a
callow senior citizen.  Many decades postpubescent. 

>...or a learned professor, etc.

I am working that, BillK.  I can fake it to some extent.  I was up at
Stanford for a technology meeting.  A bunch of us went to lunch, and I was
keeping them entertained and holding my end of the discussion, like I knew
what I was talking about.  

Gregory Stock, the guy who wrote Metaman was with us and I sat next to him.
He and I were enjoying each other's company.  He said to me (this part is no
kidding: spike, you speak like a professor.  Me: Oh you are far too kind
sir.  No I am not, but I did go thru Stanford.  He: Oh?  When?  Me:  About
half an hour ago, on the way here.

Guffaws ensued.  I immediately confessed, no, I am nobody.  My academic
record is so shoddy, I fear every time I set foot on the Stanford campus I
will be spotted by academic police: HALT!  Out of here, spike!  You are not
worthy!

More guffaws ensued, so I read the room, it was working, so continued the
riff:  Ejected by the academic police, I would hang my head and slink away
in shame.  SHAME sir!  I am academically scarcely evolved past blue-green
algae.  Some random Cambrian multicellular experiment in proto-intelligence
I am.  Writhing, revolting goo in the academic mud, at best!

So here I was at Stanford with all these smart people, including Gregory
Stock from whom I could have actually LEARNED something, whose book I had
read recently, also at our table the head editor of Scientific American at
the time, and who knows what other professors and smart people, then instead
of listening and learning, I go off on some silly mildly entertaining ad
lib, which they enjoyed, but I came away as stupid as I had been when lunch
started.  Opportunity lost forever!  Stock really enjoyed it though.  He was
laughing as hard as any of them.  It helps if one can make up that kinda
goofiness real time and deliver it with a straight face.

Sheesh Dr. Gregory Stock himself, and I was the lunch entertainment. 

>...For a specific person, you just need to link to a collection of their
writing for more training.  BillK

BillK, I have half a mind to go thru my old ExI writings and cull the best
stuff, feed it into one of those AI chat bots.  But I figure if I just wait
a year or two, an AI will come along, good enough to where I only need to
tell it: AI, please go thru my ExI-chat writings, pick out the smartest
stuff, discard the rest, then train yourself on only that, to become a
smarter version of me.  Then we don't really need me here, ja?

You know the smart-ass AI would come back a few minutes later with "Sorry
spike, I did what you asked but discarded everything you ever wrote."

I would be pissed of course.  But a minute or two later, it would occur to
me: Hey cool, it worked!  That is exactly the kind of thing I might say if I
were me!

spike


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