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Posted on 04/16/2026 6:03:45 PM PDT by DoodleBob
AI-generated singers routinely rank among the top-streamed country music artists in the United States -- a trend that for now is limited to a genre that industry observers fear is becoming too formulaic.
Breaking Rust, Cain Walker, Aventhis, and Outlaw Gospel have more in common that cowboy hats, denim and leather. They are all completely computer-generated, from their faces to their melodies.
And they are all hitmakers.
"That's a phenomenon I didn't see coming," said Jennie Hayes Kurtz of the country music band Brother and The Hayes.
"I thought AI was going to be curing cancer or something."
Many of the AI country tunes tap into the genre's archetype of the lone cowboy: a rugged, taciturn, plain-spoken man who, above all, refuses to apologize for simply existing.
Lyrics are delivered in raspy, gravelly voices that sound as authentic as the real thing.
"It's scary as songwriters," said Kassie Jordan, who forms the singing duo Blue Honey with her husband Troy Brooks.
"We are starting to see a lot of people just putting words into these chatbots and it is writing songs for them," she said. "As a songwriter, it's kind of like, is anyone going to even think I really wrote this?"
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Once overshadowed by rap and Latin music, and hindered by the industry's shift to digital music formats, country music has nevertheless staged a comeback thanks to a generation of artists with stronger pop, not folk, sensibilities.
Following in the footsteps of country-turned-pop megastar Taylor Swift, today's headliners are more likely to sport baseball caps than wide Stetsons.
Their music breaks genre boundaries, while artists such as Beyonce and Post Malone win fans and sell albums with their crossover efforts.
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I loathe AI.
I’d say the cutoff year was 1969 or 1970. It was downhill after that.
Perhaps “Nashville Skyline” was the start, because that’s when you started to have rock artists cross-over into Country, and Country-Rock started.
Relative recently, I was enthralled, consecutively, by some infant videos, a type of puppy videos, some packages exploding just as the porch pirate was making off with them, interesting car crashes, various oddities depicted on Mars or the Moon, exceptional, seemingly impossible acts of gymnastics, on and on...
In relatively short order it became apparent they were all fake, which soured my interest and left an assumed bad outlook for most all videos that previously would have made one say “Wow!.”
No, thanks. (and I don’t know Beato :)
Even though they are AI, I can still enjoy them.
I love the Elvis ones, where he’s playing Captain Kirk, or Han Solo in Star Wars.
A freight train just might crash through the server room too.
I think I might be able to watch an AI video of “James Cagney” wasting a bunch of wokesters . . .
But Western music is still safe for the time being, right?
Regards,
HA! Rotf!!!!
Hick hop.
Did AI create that word, or was it just a typo?
“…a trend that for now is limited to a genre that industry observers fear is becoming too formulaic.“
The articles big laugh line.
I’ve liked country since I was a kid (Ah hear the train a comin’) but for many years now it’s been far to formulaic to stand. I mean turn that the hell off bad. Phony crap dressed up as down home.
I told y son that a two day period of his life could be a country song. He lost his job as a trucker when his employer went bankrupt. Less than a mile later he was on a dirt road in his 4X4 and drove over a patch of ice that turned out to be a four-foot deep sinkhole which totaled the truck. After walking back to the now empty truck yard, he umm...liberated a skytrack forklift to tow his dead truck back to the main road.
The next day he took a Greyhound bus 80 miles to my house to pick up an extra car we had.
Song title: I don’t even have a tailgate to drink beer from
Well, I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in my pickup truck
She got run ned over by a damned old train
[Chorus:]
And I’ll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing’ in the rain
No, a’ you don’t have to call me darlin’, darlin’
You never even call me
Well I wonder why you don’t call me
Why don’t you ever call me by my name
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