We came across it by chance, on an afternoon spent among the meanders of the lesser-known songs of YouTubein a name that caught our attention: Regurgitation. The doubt that it is AI arises but, apart from everyone else, we also found a criticism of the discography, from talent to Spotifywith also a diss track a Sfera Ebbasta.
A practically unknown name, with no profile on digital platforms nor, at least from our research, a social profile, who in a year has uploaded critical pieces on urban beats to YouTube, in total anonymity.
By ear, we repeat, the voice it could be generated by artificial intelligencebut the criticism in Spotigraphy remains the same as a very widespread sentiment in recent years. Nothing shouty or viral: just songs and lyrics that seem to come from someone tired of what they see happening in the music world.
regurgitation – Spotigraphy: between Spotify, major labels and talent shows
The first song that struck us is entitled, as we said, Spotigraphywith a clear dig at the most widespread, but also critical, streaming platform in the world, but not only. The text, built on a simple beat, is a real invective against the current market, the logic of visibility and the shortcuts of talent.
There is Mary. There is Zerbino (nickname he assigns to Rudy Zerbi), but there are also generic accusations against today's discography, against those whosells shit like it's ours” and to the artists who “to be successful they strip themselves of everything”.
An attack on Sfera Ebbasta
A second song by Regurgitation, Crystal ball, seems to openly address Sfera Ebbasta. His name is never said directly, but between the references to “Crystal Ball”, “champagne” and “face tattoo”, each line seems to trace a biting and provocative identikit:
He says “I come from the bottom”, but he only goes back there by taxi
the only “true” is the price of his steps
[…]
Sfera strikes a pose, the look is vengeful
but the only beef is with the barber waiting for him
The style is that of the American diss track, but without shouting names, and without the glossy production of those who want to do numbers. On the contrary, Regurgito doesn't seem to want to please anyoneif not to those who ask questions about the functioning of the current music industry.
The song is a lucid (and sometimes even ironic) list of the clichés of the Italian trap game.
Regurgitation: Hidden Artist or AI Project?
The real question remains: who is Regurgito? An artist who chose anonymity to avoid suffering retaliation? An AI experiment? A provocation from someone already involved in the musical scene?
If in doubt, follow the audio and text of Spotigraphy.
With this song we make a point
music in Italy is in the circle of hell
they all come from the street, they are all disadvantaged
but if you look carefully they are the sons of great magistrates
they talk about women, without any respect
women who sleep with them are worse
They don't know music, they don't know how to sing
that's exactly why their records suck
yet this world has become strange
they make gold records even if we don't buy them
not to mention that talented singer
who strips himself of everything to be successful
It's everyone's fault, especially them
if you have a nice message you don't sell your decoration
freedom, Gaber sang, was participation
not an ass on a stage to cause an erection
Spotify killed it, the system killed it
the discography is the real problem
there is no longer a project, talent is not needed
all it takes is shaking to be a marvel
and when you can't keep up with the pace of the market
you are abandoned and branded a loser
They don't care about your feelings
they only care about their bank account
If you then put Maria, or the trusty Zerbino
rest assured that you will go first in the rankings
First of all, we certainly don't know
but if they like you then the Arena will happen
if you are talented, you play and know how to sing
it's not your time, you're ancient, you have to go
this way of thinking has become dominant
it kills the hope of every young singer
The fault, dear friends, is all yours
you sell us shit like it's ours
the truth is different and now I'm telling you
you have all already served the established power
working hard and studying are no longer fashionable
never mind that you think and agree on something
better for the people to remain ignorant
so he who has power wallows in abundance
Wake up, come out of the torpor
It's time you understood who the real commissioner is
a police commissioner is the one who tells you well done
if this helps him to keep you in love
hooked like a fish, caught in a reel
of a good morsel that hid a trap
producers and trappers I put an end to this story
this is why I seek glory
Spotify killed it
the system killed her
the discography is the real problem
They don't care about your feelings
they only care about their bank account
The fault, dear friends, is all yours
you sell us shit like it's ours
