Stories behind the songs
Many of you have asked, well not many, maybe two? Actually no one has asked, but I will still tell the story behind each of these videos.
The pattern is the same every time. There is a blog post from fifteen-odd years ago. There is a song written now, which takes the post and locates the cheesiest angle available in it. Then there is a video, which takes further creative liberty while also satisfying AI video constraints in early 2026.
Will You Be My Lily, While I Am Your Silly
Escaped from Big Banger with his poems and other art forms, 2011.
Buried in a junk drawer of a post, filed under “A Love Song”, were four lines:
I got no mistress
That’s causing distress.
Would you be my lily
And I’ll be your silly.
Back in early 2025, Twitter took me to Mureka.ai. I recalled these lyrics written back in 2011. The foundation of the cheesiness in rest of the songs and videos was poured here.
Since AI allowed maximum 10 sec videos, I was looking for a repeatable idea to generate the clips and tie them together.
Started with silly acts, ended up with lovelorn geniuses at work.
Two were the most fun to animate: teddies and flowers sliding down the Gaussian curve, and Archimedes in the bath, discovering buoyancy with rubber ducks in his bath tub.
I Choose You
Escaped from It Really Doesn’t Matter, 2014.
In my brownphantom days, I wrote a post about being unable to order from a menu, a not so uncommon problem with men of the world.
For the lyrics, I fed the blog to Claude to give me an initial draft. Didn’t like anything that came off, except for the names of dishes.
Ended up creating lyrics with the cheesy angle: I can’t choose anything on this menu; choosing you is all I can do.
The video pushes it further. Staring into the menu while thinking about the person across the table, ends up revealing fantastic things about the diners.
Chai Tea at Three Thirty
Escaped from Infinity and beyond, 2011.
In 2002, a Barista coffee was priced about the same as a 750 ml bottle of beer. It shocked folks like me who used to pay a rupee or two for tea.
Just when I was getting used to expensive coffee, I came across Infinitea on Cunningham Road selling tea at even higher price. That shook me to the core and a year later I ended up blogging about it.
These lyrics play on the same idea: “Why pay 330, instead of 30 for a cup of tea?” Wrote the lyrics for Punjabi style first, but ended up closer to Chapri genre.
There is no video of it as yet. Nothing funny or fantastic has come to my mind to suit the lyrics.
Promise You Won’t Chew My Red Rose Again
Escaped from My Jazz Album, 2012.
I had blogged about having My Jazz album 15 years ago. Now I can actually make it. This post is the single biggest reason I continue this useless endeavour.
This post had a few more ideas I will work on. This one promised “a haunting melody of repeated attempts at unrequited love. Set to be a critics’ favourite.”
The title was inspired by Florentino who ate the rose petals every time he read a letter from Fermina in Love in the Time of Cholera.
I just focussed on rhyming while writing the lyrics. Particularly proud of rhyming tummy with “Are my tears really so yummy”.
The video goes somewhere more abstract. The audience wants to chew the object of affection instead. The roses would just be the leftover.
They Don’t Make Soaps Like They Used To
Escaped from Tooth-Fairies And Soap, 2011.
Wanted to appeal to a niche audience in at least one music video. Ended up choosing the niche that ate soaps and chalk in their childhood.
Set the genre to 90’s as that’s when most of my niche audience would have been eating the soaps.
Used the older ads to keep the nostalgia theme going.
