LInux song made with google gemini and suno.ai

////// · 06-19-2025, 07:01 AM

i made lyrics with gooogle gemini :

Quote:

[Scratch, record rewind, needle drop]

(Verse 1)
Yo, check the mic, one two, from the silicon soil, a seed sown deep
Nineteen ninety-one, a quiet hum, while the big boys were asleep
In Helsinki's chill, a student's mind, Linus Torvalds, with a quest
Not for fame or fortune, just a kernel, put the system to the test.
MINIX was the template, but the vision was his own, see
A Unix-like creation, for his 386 PC.
No fat cat corporations, no suits in tailored thread
Just a passion for the code, a fire in his head.
He dropped it on a newsgroup, 'bout a hobby, free for all
Little did he know, this small spark would ignite a global call.
"It's just a hobby, won't be big and professional," he wrote
But from that humble message, a revolution soon would float.
The early days were rough, bug reports and code reviews
But the beauty of the concept, it spread like good news.
A collaborative spirit, across the digital divide
A kernel for the people, with nothing left to hide.
This ain't no corporate takeover, no boardroom power play
This is the birth of something grand, that lives on to this day.

[Scratch, "Boom Bap!"]

(Verse 2)
Now before Linus dropped his bomb, a prophet walked the land
Richard Stallman, RMS, with a vision close at hand.
From MIT's hallowed halls, back in the eighties, clear and bright
He saw the closing gates of code, extinguishing the light.
Proprietary shackles, a digital iron fist
Controlling the creators, a freedom truly missed.
He dreamt of "Free Software," a manifesto, bold and grand
Four essential freedoms, etched in the digital sand.
To run the program freely, for any purpose, understand?
To study how it works, and adapt it, with your hand.
To redistribute copies, so your neighbor can partake
And to improve the program, for everyone's own sake.
The GNU Project launched, a recursive acronym's proud boast
"GNU's Not Unix!" – a righteous, open-source host.
They built the tools, the compilers, the libraries so vast
A userland complete, a future built to last.
But a kernel was still missing, a void they couldn't fill
Until Linus's creation, answered freedom's urgent will.
The puzzle pieces fit, like a cosmic, digital plan
GNU's userland and Linux's kernel, united, hand in hand.
A synergy of vision, a perfect, powerful blend
The open-source movement, knew no end.

[Scratch, record skip, then a deeper boom]

(Verse 3)
The word got out, the curious flocked, drawn by the open door
Developers from everywhere, wanting something more.
No licenses to purchase, no corporate gatekeepers bold
Just pure, unadulterated code, a story to be told.
From academic labs to basements, dimly lit and deep
The collaborative spirit blossomed, while the old guard fell asleep.
Distributions emerged, like stars in the digital night
Debian, Red Hat, Slackware, shining ever bright.
Each with its own philosophy, its own unique appeal
But all united, by the freedom, profoundly real.
The internet became the hub, mailing lists, IRC
Ideas flowing freely, for everyone to see.
Bug fixes, new features, tested by the global crew
A rapid iteration, constantly something new.
This wasn't just about the tech, the zeroes and the ones
It was a social movement, challenging the corporate guns.
A belief in sharing, in collective human mind
Leaving no one locked out, no one left behind.
The power shifted slowly, from boardroom to the code
A decentralized revolution, along the digital road.
From servers in the data center, humming day and night
To embedded devices, shining ever bright.
Smartphones, supercomputers, powering the world we see
The spirit of Linux and open source, eternally free.

[Scratch, "Uh-huh, yeah!"]

(Verse 4)
The giants took notice, Microsoft, begrudgingly they bowed
As Linux conquered markets, from the cloud to every crowd.
Embracing open source, a shift they had to make
No longer could they fight it, for goodness gracious sake.
The lessons learned were priceless, about community and trust
That collaboration trumps control, and freedom isn't rust.
From web servers humming, to your Android in your hand
The legacy of Linus, and Stallman, across the land.
The operating system, built by millions, for the whole
A testament to passion, beyond all corporate control.
So next time your device hums, remember how it came to be
A simple student's hobby, and a vision of liberty.
The boom bap of the keyboard, the scratches of the code
A history of innovation, along the open road.
The story ain't over, new chapters yet to write
As open source continues, to shine its guiding light.
From a Helsinki dorm room, to the world's most vital parts
The revolution's still evolving, etched in our digital hearts.

[Record scratch, fade out with a subtle, lingering synth beat][Scratch, record rewind, needle drop]

(Verse 1)
Yo, check the mic, one two, from the silicon soil, a seed sown deep
Nineteen ninety-one, a quiet hum, while the big boys were asleep
In Helsinki's chill, a student's mind, Linus Torvalds, with a quest
Not for fame or fortune, just a kernel, put the system to the test.
MINIX was the template, but the vision was his own, see
A Unix-like creation, for his 386 PC.
No fat cat corporations, no suits in tailored thread
Just a passion for the code, a fire in his head.
He dropped it on a newsgroup, 'bout a hobby, free for all
Little did he know, this small spark would ignite a global call.
"It's just a hobby, won't be big and professional," he wrote
But from that humble message, a revolution soon would float.
The early days were rough, bug reports and code reviews
But the beauty of the concept, it spread like good news.
A collaborative spirit, across the digital divide
A kernel for the people, with nothing left to hide.
This ain't no corporate takeover, no boardroom power play
This is the birth of something grand, that lives on to this day.

[Scratch, "Boom Bap!"]

(Verse 2)
Now before Linus dropped his bomb, a prophet walked the land
Richard Stallman, RMS, with a vision close at hand.
From MIT's hallowed halls, back in the eighties, clear and bright
He saw the closing gates of code, extinguishing the light.
Proprietary shackles, a digital iron fist
Controlling the creators, a freedom truly missed.
He dreamt of "Free Software," a manifesto, bold and grand
Four essential freedoms, etched in the digital sand.
To run the program freely, for any purpose, understand?
To study how it works, and adapt it, with your hand.
To redistribute copies, so your neighbor can partake
And to improve the program, for everyone's own sake.
The GNU Project launched, a recursive acronym's proud boast
"GNU's Not Unix!" – a righteous, open-source host.
They built the tools, the compilers, the libraries so vast
A userland complete, a future built to last.
But a kernel was still missing, a void they couldn't fill
Until Linus's creation, answered freedom's urgent will.
The puzzle pieces fit, like a cosmic, digital plan
GNU's userland and Linux's kernel, united, hand in hand.
A synergy of vision, a perfect, powerful blend
The open-source movement, knew no end.

[Scratch, record skip, then a deeper boom]

(Verse 3)
The word got out, the curious flocked, drawn by the open door
Developers from everywhere, wanting something more.
No licenses to purchase, no corporate gatekeepers bold
Just pure, unadulterated code, a story to be told.
From academic labs to basements, dimly lit and deep
The collaborative spirit blossomed, while the old guard fell asleep.
Distributions emerged, like stars in the digital night
Debian, Red Hat, Slackware, shining ever bright.
Each with its own philosophy, its own unique appeal
But all united, by the freedom, profoundly real.
The internet became the hub, mailing lists, IRC
Ideas flowing freely, for everyone to see.
Bug fixes, new features, tested by the global crew
A rapid iteration, constantly something new.
This wasn't just about the tech, the zeroes and the ones
It was a social movement, challenging the corporate guns.
A belief in sharing, in collective human mind
Leaving no one locked out, no one left behind.
The power shifted slowly, from boardroom to the code
A decentralized revolution, along the digital road.
From servers in the data center, humming day and night
To embedded devices, shining ever bright.
Smartphones, supercomputers, powering the world we see
The spirit of Linux and open source, eternally free.

[Scratch, "Uh-huh, yeah!"]

(Verse 4)
The giants took notice, Microsoft, begrudgingly they bowed
As Linux conquered markets, from the cloud to every crowd.
Embracing open source, a shift they had to make
No longer could they fight it, for goodness gracious sake.
The lessons learned were priceless, about community and trust
That collaboration trumps control, and freedom isn't rust.
From web servers humming, to your Android in your hand
The legacy of Linus, and Stallman, across the land.
The operating system, built by millions, for the whole
A testament to passion, beyond all corporate control.
So next time your device hums, remember how it came to be
A simple student's hobby, and a vision of liberty.
The boom bap of the keyboard, the scratches of the code
A history of innovation, along the open road.
The story ain't over, new chapters yet to write
As open source continues, to shine its guiding light.
From a Helsinki dorm room, to the world's most vital parts
The revolution's still evolving, etched in our digital hearts.

[Record scratch, fade out with a subtle, lingering synth beat]

and used suno.ai to make the song.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gpt...annel=nepenthe

hazel · 06-19-2025, 07:47 AM

I love it!

////// · 06-19-2025, 07:56 AM

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Originally Posted by hazel

I love it!

Quote:

Suno AI music generally has a quality comparable to a 32kbps audio stream, though it has been described as improving in later versions. While Suno is known for its quick song generation and ease of use, it may not match the audio quality of higher-bitrate formats or professional recordings. Users have reported a need for further audio enhancement tools to improve the clarity and reduce artifacts in Suno-generated music.

it sounds a bit muffled, its just 32kbps.