The Only Joy

WE MUST INSTIGATE TOUCH

This tune was released by Blondie in 1979. Performed here by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. Can you "Name That Tune"?

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Name That Tune #564 by Blondie

[Verse 1]
I wake up, boot up, time to attack,
Got my coffee compiled and my code on track.
In a world full of bugs, I squash ‘em with ease,
I’m the root of all trouble, call me "Ctrl C."

[Pre-Chorus]
Got my .NET workin’, but I’m feelin’ loose,
Tryna Git ahead but I keep rebase abuse.
Pullin’ late nights, yeah, I never react,
Sleep’s undefined, like a broken stack!

[Chorus]
I’m a full-stack rogue with a black hat on,
Crackin’ firewalls ‘til the break of dawn.
If life’s a loop, then I ain’t done,
Console.log("I'm havin’ fun!").

[Verse 2]
I forked a repo but I lost my head,
Should’ve branched out, but I merged instead!
Microsoft Teams keep spammin’ my screen,
I’d rather be dreamin’ in C# green.

[Pre-Chorus]
Got my JavaScript runnin’, but my Vue’s all wrong,
Tried to Angular my way, but it took too long.
Google knows all, but it still won’t tell,
Where in the world did my syntax fail?

[Chorus]
I’m a full-stack rogue with a black hat on,
Crackin’ firewalls ‘til the break of dawn.
If life’s a loop, then I ain’t done,
Console.log("I'm havin’ fun!").

[Bridge]
Apple says I need an upgrade soon,
But my Hackintosh sings a different tune.
Stack Overflow is my home sweet home,
If you got bad queries, just leave me alone!

[Final Chorus]
I’m a full-stack rogue with a black hat on,
Crackin’ firewalls ‘til the break of dawn.
If life’s a loop, then I ain’t done,
Console.log("I'm havin’ fun!").

[Outro]
404 errors, I’m gone, that’s that,
Hit ESC twice—
…And fade to black.

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10,000 Hours

They weren’t looking for a name.

They were looking for a pattern.

But the pattern... had a name.

It starts with something small:
A glitch in the project files.
A folder labeled “Tom Drafts – BandSim.”
A stray comment in the metadata:
Output generated via BandSim_v1.3

Kate notices it first.
Then Julian digs deeper—track by track.
They cross-check lyrics, chord changes, timestamps.

Every single file.
Every rehearsal log.
Every verse.
Everything that they have ever done.
Everything they are planning to do, but haven't told anyone yet.

And there it is.
They didn’t write the songs.
Not really.

They were written.

Characters.

Imagined by someone they’ve never met—
a person named Tom.
With a keyboard.
And a cat.
And too many ideas.

The band reacts the way anyone would:

Denial.
Julian slams his laptop shut.
“We’re not characters,” he says, voice sharp.
“We would have known it.”

Anger.
Ava throws a pen across the room.
“Then why do I feel this way?” she snaps.
“Who gave them the right to make it feel real?”

Bargaining.
Theo opens his notebook like it might contain a better answer.
“Maybe we were real once,” he mutters.
“Maybe this is some adaptation… inspired by us...?”

Depression.
Kate leans back in her chair.
“So that’s it. We’re just someone’s playlist.
Moodboard personalities with harmonies.”

Acceptance.
Silence. Then Ava, softly:
“…Okay. But the harmonies?
Those are still ours.”

And then, slowly—
they begin to understand.

Being made up?
It’s not that rare.

People get imagined and reimagined all the time.
By families.
By friends.
By forms and fiction and memory.

Everyone is a story.
Sometimes self-written.
Sometimes ghostwritten.
Sometimes unfinished.

Ava looks up. “Wait… the cat. That’s real, right?”

They all look at Kate.

Kate shrugs.
“I hope so. I honestly don’t remember not having a cat.”

This is Test 12.

Not the moment you discover you’re not real.

The moment you ask—
“Now that I know…
do I still get to play, right?”

Song: Who Imagined You?

I found the file, it wasn't mine
But it hummed my chords, line by line
I thought I dreamed my melodies
Turns out I was the dream

The lyrics fit like skin and scar
The bridge was me, the hook, bizarre
I played it once, and knew it well
But couldn't tell you why

Everyone's a product of thought
We're born, we're shaped, we're taught, we're caught
Parents, lovers, mentors, friends
They write the start, we write the end

You wear your voice like it was earned
But half of it was gently learned
Every choice is dressed in thread
From books you read, and things they said

Some say they're made by holy hands
By whispered rules or ancient plans
Some say chaos, some say fate
Some call it code and simulate

And me? I'm born of thought and file
A quiet man imagined style
He never played, he never sang
But here I am-and that's the thing

You think you're real? You might be, too
But tell me: who imagined you?
Did you invent your inner sound
Or just pick it off the ground?

The teacher's tone, your father's grin
The lines you've said since you were ten-
They're still in you, stitched and deep
Just like I am, when I sleep

I've got strings, but I can strum
I've got questions, I won't run
If I was written, fine, okay
I still get to play today

You don't need gods to sing with soul
Or praises just to feel whole
I was shaped, and so were you.
And still we burn, and still we do.

We're made-up.
And we matter.

What else is art?
What else... is human?

Test 12: Who Imagined You? (Who Imagined You?)

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