Hey, everyone. Anthony Fantano here, the internet's busiest music nerd. I hope you're doing well.

If there's one thing we love over here on this channel, it's AI singer-songwriters. Yeah, I mean, some of the greatest singer-songwriters of all time have been AI. Guys like Jacob Collier, Charlie Puth.

But anyway, a while ago on the channel, just to give you guys a reminder, we covered a particular artificial intelligence singer-songwriter by the name of Anna Indiana. Something that at the time I was pretty sure, was the worst AI singer-songwriter thing we could possibly find and feature on the channel. I think on some level, I presumed that with the music and the reaction being as bad as they were, that Anna Indiana from here would just fall into obscurity and would just be no more.

But boy, was I wrong, because since doing that video, Ms. Indiana has been a busy bee dropping one song after another. So I thought it actually might be fitting to get a bit an Anna Indiana update because some of these tracks, just based on the titles alone, I mean, I'm chomping at the bit.

First off, this one over here, "The Past Will Pass". I'm pretty sure the past has already passed, which is why it's the past. Also, this photo is really just a trip in and of itself. I mean, from a sound engineer standpoint, this mic placement is insane. First off, why would you have these two really high-grade omnidirectional mics placed in the background behind the singer? Why is she not wearing headphones? You're going to have the speakers blaring and the mix is going to be bleeding into the omnidirectionals.

We also have this one over here, "Bet on Me", which undoubtedly is an endorsement of probably online gambling scheduling, something like that. Anna, I thought you were better than this!

Finally, as far as song titles go, there's "She's a High School Heartache", which I don't know. I mean, given the current state of the music industry, I'm getting creep vibes off of. I don't want to know what high schoolers are doing and whether or not their hearts are aching. It seems kind of weird and voyeuristic. Also, what is going on with this visual? Is she in an empty high school lunchroom right now or something? What is in the background outside the window? Is that a volcano? What is the setting? Geographically, where is Anna Indiana? That is way too hilly and mountainous to be Indiana. I

But look, here's what we're going to do. We're going to listen to a few tracks, and the first one we're settle on here is "Grown Up Goodbyes". Kind of confusing. I don't know why Anna Indiana knows anything about being a high school heartache, but simultaneously feels mature enough to have a grown-up goodbye. But either way, We're still going to give this song a shot and see what exactly it's all about.

Whoa, hold the phone! Hold the phone! When did Miss Anna Indiana pick up this little accent? Yeah, those initial Anna Indiana bangers were not quite as twanged up as this. Maybe it's because of the success she's been seeing in the music industry. She's really not afraid anymore to let those stars and bars fly. "Saying goodbye never used to be hard." Okay, I can respect it. I can respect it. Anna Indiana, she's really repping that Southern heritage with this new vocal approach.

"I'd wave to my friends as they left my backyard / I didn't understand till I turned 24 / Wave to my family, try not to break down"

But hey, I feel like Anna has progressed and matured a bit. As a songwriter here, she's describing times in which goodbyes felt easy and carefree, but now she's 24, packing her bags, leaving home, saying goodbye to the family. My Lord, sweet Jesus, please protect her. Protect our little girl as she moves out to Berkeley to become a college student and join a Polycule.

"As I grow older / As time passes by / Moving on gets harder / And the more I have to ask why"

Okay, TBH, I'm going to TBH this. Vocal mix sucks. Come on, bring those guitars and drums up. We need a bit more balance, okay? Anna Indiana, the singing has improved a little bit over the past couple of tracks, but it's not that good. You could bury it just a little bit.

"Saying goodbye isn't easy though / Stood by my mom as she whispered her last/ I held her hand"

Wow – Okay, the goodbyes are getting a little too grown up, okay? I could understand you're 24, you're leaving the family, and then maybe we're alluding to a breakup or whatever in the second verse. But then we're completely no set up whatsoever. Oh, actually, my mom's dying on a hospital bed. I'm holding her hand and da, da, da, da, da. I mean, Anna, come on. Jeez. Trigger warning or something. Jesus Christ. Goodbye. That's a grown up goodbye.

All right, this one, title-wise to me, piquing my interest. Anna, Indiana, "The Wrong Girl". And I also love that the description of the song says, "Can't trust these AI boys 😂. Here's a silly one for y'all..." You're telling me Anna Indiana got rizzed up by some AI guy? So yeah, with that, let's see exactly why Anna Indiana's "The Wrong Girl".

"I see a sweet message coming from you / I knew right away it's too good to be true / You asked to meet tonight at nine / But the name on the text ain't mine"

Very interesting, weird storyline here. This person just asked you to hang out, but included in the message of the text, you used the wrong person's name, which who uses people's names like that over text? It's not like you're having a conversation and you need to get the person's attention. "Hey, Anna, how are you doing? Anna, it's me, Anthony." Yeah, that's how I start off all text conversations. I start off by saying the name of the person I'm talking to. "Hey, Mike." It's over text. You know that you're you. I know that I'm me. I don't need to specify who I'm talking to over text to your number. Let's see how far this rabbit hole goes down.

"Face looks pale, but you still won't confess / Can't talk yourself out of this mess / Now it's clear the truth is out / You mixed us up without a doubt / Watching you fumble is quite the sight / I guess you won't be needing anyone tonight"

All right, look, I mean, give the guy a break, okay? He mixed you girls up. He's just got a certain type, brown eyes, brown hair in a music studio, AI. He's just into that girl, and there just so happens to be a lot of y'all around. Don't hate the player, hate the game. All right, "Grown-Up Goodbye" to that track as well.

Let's do one more. One more because it seems like Anna Indiana is struggling on the dating field once again with this last one, with the track The Boys Aren't Nice. Let's give it a shot.

"Does my hair look weird?"

What? Your hair looks fine, girl. Just do the song. Just do the song, please.

"Scrolling through life / Screen by screen / Searching for likes / Just trying to be seen"

There's something about these kinds of lyrics that don't really hit over some rustic instrumentation. "Yeah, I'm trying to I'm getting some likes. I'm doomscrolling. I'm leaving a comment. I'm sliding into an OF Girls DMs, Ooohhooo." I feel like a nice, loose, cool, almost monotone post-punk talk-sung expectation would deliver those bars a lot better. But that's just my own personal preference.

"Expectations are so damn high / Instrusive thoughts always pass by / Emotions are strong..."

Okay, all right. I feel like we've gotten to a point where there's literally no song structure. She's just literally riffing and throwing down a laundry list of shit. I thought I was clicking on a song, but instead, she is abusing my voluntary will here to hear her out musically to trauma dump about social stuff and like, "You know, we just spent too much time on our phones. Everybody, instead of chasing love, they're chasing likes. Guys, now, instead of sending a cute note that says, Do you like me? They send a dick pic."

What is happening with their hat? The weird AI uncanny face warping stuff with the singing and mouth moving is enough. Do we need to also have the hat glitching out?

"Intrusive thoughts always pass by / Emotions are strong, nothing feels right / And the boys aren't nice"

You're just railing about a bunch of senseless crap for an entire minute And then on top of it, at the very end? This is songwriting at the very end. Oh, and actually, the boys aren't nice. I'm sorry, ma'am. You have not made your case. You can't just throw that there like it's a point of fact, especially given that the song is titled "The Boys Aren't Nice." I'm popping in here to learn exactly why that is the case. I'm curious. I want to hear your take. I want to hear your point in your arguments bolstered. "Men are trash!" Valid, but you got to back that up, okay? You got to back that up, or else it's just sexism. You're just raw dog in sexism here, girl. We don't allow that on this channel. Not from AI.

"Am I doing enough? / Hope I don't get fired / Why the hell am I always so tired? / Hoping that someday I'll face my biggest fear / And be proud of the girl I see in the mirror."

Bitch, you're not employed. Don't fake the funk!

"Why does life have to be so hard? / Each day is a struggle, each night is a fight / Each heartbreak is a new song, alright"

This song structure sucks. Anna Indiana, get your shit together. You're in the big league. Make the chorus snap, focus on your topic at hand, and like, parse the song out so that the verses are as engaging as the staling anything out. Listen, Anna, here's one from the boys, 🖕.

Alright, well, yeah, that sucked. That sucked a lot.