I couldn't believe it. We had just won three Grammys, and I was surrounded by my team, basking in the glow of our triumph. But I couldn't rest on my laurels. I knew that we needed to keep pushing the boundaries of what was possible in music.
"We need to redesign everything!" I shouted, gesturing to the space around me. "Everything needs to be reimagined!"
My team sprang into action, rearranging the room as I paced back and forth, my mind racing with possibilities. I knew that we were on the cusp of something truly groundbreaking.
Suddenly, I heard a commotion at the door. It was Biza, one of my closest collaborators. He was carrying a painting, which he handed to one of my assistants.
"Take it down, guys!" I shouted. "The painting is going!"
The team quickly removed the artwork, and I turned my attention back to Biza.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. "What are you working on?"
"I'm working on the future," he replied, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "The future of music, that is."
He gestured to a corner of the room, where a man named Pipe was working on a laptop.
"Pipe is helping me develop new technology," Biza continued. "With artificial intelligence, we can make music with anyone we want. Anywhere in the world."
I was intrigued. The idea of collaborating with artists from different genres and backgrounds, without the constraints of geography or scheduling, was exhilarating.
"Let's see," I said. "Who do you want to work with?"
Biza didn't hesitate. "Dua Lipa," he replied.
"Pipe! Hit me with Dua's beat!" I shouted.
In an instant, the room was filled with the sound of a pulsing, infectious beat. It was like nothing I had ever heard before.
"What does the beat matter?" Biza asked, as if reading my mind. "It's not just voices. We don't even need real musicians anymore."
I was stunned. The idea of making music without real instruments, without human performers, was revolutionary. And yet, as I listened to the beat, I knew that it was the future.
"Don't play dumb," Biza said, sensing my hesitation. "Who made the beat? It's all done with artificial intelligence."
I was speechless. The possibilities were endless. With this technology, we could create music that was truly limitless.
"You're going to kill music," I said, only half-joking.
Biza laughed. "Choose," he said. "Is it artificial intelligence or you?"
I thought for a moment. The answer was clear.
"Bi-bi-bizarrap," I said, embracing the future. "If it doesn't exist, I invent it."
I was ready to embrace the new era of music. With artificial intelligence by our side, there was no limit to what we could achieve.