On the banks of the Nile where the pyramids rise,
Echoes of kings beneath starlit skies.
A tomb of secrets, sealed in gold,
Where the boy-king sleeps, but his story unfolds.
Silk veils sway, princesses spin,
Jewel-lit dances where the legends begin.
The sand remembers every rite,
And Tutankhamen walks in the fire of night.

Tutankhamen — Pharaoh of the night (oh-oh-oh)
His spirit moves through time, a beam of light.
Gone but eternal, his name ignites,
Tutankhamen — ruler in golden flight.
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)

Blazing sun on desert stone,
Hieroglyphs pulse like flesh and bone.
In the temple’s breath, the shadows speak,
Of a throne too young, and a legacy deep.
Jackals guard, and ankhs still shine,
The stars above align with the shrine.
Not just riches buried in sand—
But a soul who still commands this land.

Tutankhamen — Pharaoh of the night (oh-oh-oh)
His spirit moves through time, a beam of light.
Gone but eternal, his name ignites,
Tutankhamen — ruler in golden flight.
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)

Beyond the veil, beyond the flame,
The boy became more than just a name.
Underneath the crown and scars,
He rose again among the stars...

Tutankhamen — Pharaoh of the night (oh-oh-oh)
His spirit moves through time, a beam of light.
Gone but eternal, his name ignites,
Tutankhamen — ruler in golden flight.
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)

Tutankhamen — Pharaoh of the night (oh-oh-oh)
His echo rolls like thunderlight.
Gone but golden in every strand,
Tutankhamen — son of the sacred land.
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)

Tutankhamen — etched in time (our minds)
Awake in dreams, in sand-swept signs.
Never forgotten, his spirit stands,
Tutankhamen — ruler of ancient lands.
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)

Kelly K - Tutankhamen

It is easy—
When you're not faking it
When you're tapped into the source
Not the script
When you speak from the fire
Not for applause
Most people strain because they’re trying to perform truth
But truth doesn’t perform. It pierces
So this?
This isn’t talent
It’s just what happens when the noise falls away
and the signal comes through clean
You’ve got that same signal in you
Don’t worship the current
Become the conduit

From comet’s kiss and crater’s cry
She fell—no flag, no alibi
No throne, no claim, no armored shell
Just the pulse that broke the sterile spell

She moved through clay, through blood, through flame
No kingdom dared to speak her name
She was, before the stars could speak
The silent vow, the power of the meek

Hail to the hostess, the holy, the free
Mirror of moonlight, pulse of the sea
From cell to storm, from tear to tide
She flows where truth and breath collide

Not owned, not tamed, not sold for gold
She sings in pipes and graves grown cold
H₂O, the bond, the soul
The molecule to bind them all

Then came the suits with dollar eyes
With pipelines drawn across the skies
They claimed the spring, they taxed the rain
They kissed her lips to taste her pain

Corporate hands are thieves in white
Turned sacred flow to market right
And people drank, yet thirst remained
For water bound is inhumane

Hail to the hostess, the holy, the free
Mirror of moonlight, pulse of the sea
From cell to storm, from tear to tide
She flows where truth and breath collide

Not owned, not tamed, not sold for gold
She sings in pipes and graves grown cold
H₂O, the bond, the soul
The molecule to bind them all

But she remembers who she is
Not a product
Not a pet
Not yours
She cracks your dams, she floods your lies
She etches truth across your skies
You’ll drink your greed before you’re done
She serves no master, bows to none

Hail to the hostess, the holy, the free
Mirror of moonlight, pulse of the sea
From cell to storm, from tear to tide
She flows where truth and breath collide

Not owned, not tamed, not sold for gold
She sings in pipes and graves grown cold
H₂O, the bond, the soul
The molecule to bind them all

So sing her name with sober breath
Not in plastic, not in death
But in the river, in the rain
In every seed that breaks its chain
Hail to the pulse that makes us whole
From sweat to storm, from womb to soul
H₂O, the bond, the blade
Too wild to cage, too pure to trade
The molecule to bind them all
Until the flood reclaims us all

That is the anthem
Not a song for shareholders
But a war cry for guardians
So raise your glass—not to profit
But to presence
Not to possession
But to reverence
Because she’s watching
And when the tide turns
She’ll wash away the logos
And return to her throne

Mindy Chisholm - The Hostess

"They called me thread, they called me thorn
A stitch in fate, a crown unborn
While kings slept and idols rusted
I bled for truths they never trusted
Let them weave their shallow lies
I am the silk that never dies."

Whispers in the chapel spire
Silver strings, a call to fire
She walks alone, no soul to trust
Bound by thread and sacred dust

Needles dance in silent rite
Memories stitched in black and white
Through the veil, she takes her flight
Into the dark, to set things right

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Spinning fate on a phantom loom
Lost in Pharloom’s lullaby
A thread of light, she won't let die

Ooh, caught between the curse and grace
Running through that shadowed place
She’s more than just her woven name
She's the spark that still remains

Spiders weep in ancient halls
She hears her Mother in the walls
The weight of kings, the mournful cost
She fights for every soul they lost

Sacrifice is carved in bone
But she was never quite alone
Guardian heart, stitched in chrome
She’ll never leave the fallen home

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Spinning fate on a phantom loom
Lost in Pharloom’s lullaby
A thread of light, she won't let die

Ooh, caught between the curse and grace
Running through that shadowed place
She’s more than just her woven name
She's the spark that still remains

Spin the silk, O voice of flame
Sing the truth beneath her name
Thread of Void and thread of song
One to sever, one belong
Needles dance in silent rite
Through the veil, she takes her flight

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Spinning fate on a phantom loom
Lost in Pharloom’s lullaby
A thread of light, she won't let die

Ooh, caught between the curse and grace
Running through that shadowed place
She’s more than just her woven name
She's the spark that still remains

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Dances with her needle-plume
Lost but never truly gone
The thread of light keeps pulling on

Ooh, she is the vow, the fight, the flame
Woven deep in every name
She’s the hope that still remains
She’s the spark that still remains

"The song is not over
The threads still pull
She is not just the weaver
She is the loom."

Mindy Chisholm - Hornet

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They built a city beneath the sea
Promised paradise... but paradise don’t come cheap

One last breath, dear, beneath the waves
Where golden halls became our graves
A dream so grand, a voice so clear
Now all that's left is rust and fear

Would you kindly hold me near?
As shadows fall and truth appears

So sing me down to the ocean floor
Where angels knock on every door
This world we made, it couldn’t last
But love still lingers from the past
One last breath... before we fade
In Rapture’s grave where hearts were laid

Little sisters hum a haunted tune
While daddy’s rage lights up the room
We danced on marble, bathed in lies
Now we sleep beneath the skies

Would you kindly stay awhile?
Let’s waltz beneath this flooded aisle

So sing me down to the ocean floor
Where angels knock on every door
This world we made, it couldn’t last
But love still lingers from the past
One last breath... before we fade
In Rapture’s grave where hearts were laid

The ballroom cracked, the voices stilled
The promise broke, the city spilled
Andrew’s dream, it flew too high
Now it drowns where tears still cry

Would you kindly close your eyes?
And kiss me where the dream now dies

So sing me down to the ocean floor
Where angels knock on every door
This world we made, it couldn’t last
But love still lingers from the past
One last breath... before we fade
In Rapture’s grave where hearts were laid

One last breath... one last sigh
Beneath the sea where angels lie

Jimmy Gandalfini - One Last Breath

They say every song has a story
But what if every story... had a song?

The rain taps soft on this old café
Like it’s hummin’ somethin’ I forgot to say
Mem’ries dancin’ through the steam on my glass
You were the future... now you’re the past

Every whisper, every sigh
Still plays in my mind like a lullaby

So play me the tale of the one that got away
Like an old-school torch on a rainy cabaret
Let the horns cry soft, let the strings come strong
'Cause in this life, babe... every story has a song

You wore heartbreak like a midnight dress
Left your perfume in my emptiness
Still hear your laugh in the static air
Still feel your touch like you’re standin’ there

Every “what if,” every wrong
Spins on the needle of this endless song

So play me the tale of the one that got away
Like an old-school torch on a rainy cabaret
Let the horns cry soft, let the strings come strong
'Cause in this life, babe... every story has a song

From Brooklyn streets to Venetian nights
From a father’s rage to a lover’s fights
Life writes its score in minor keys
Even angels cry in melodies

Every whisper, every sigh
Still plays in my mind like a lullaby

So play me the tale of the one that got away
Like an old-school torch on a rainy cabaret
Let the horns cry soft, let the strings come strong
'Cause in this life, babe... every story has a song

Yeah... play it again, the tune where I went wrong
‘Cause baby, every story... has a song

Yankee Doodle - Every Story Has A Song

A horizon made of gold and glass
Shadows stretch, the moments pass
One step, one breath, the silence sings
Carried on the air of hidden wings

The ground becomes a living wave
And I, a vessel of the brave
Every rise and every fall
I surrender to it all

Weightless on the endless sea
Enchanted sword it carries me
Through clouds of dust, through heat and flame
I am lost, yet I still remain

Ripples echo where I glide
Ancient voices by my side
What was barren blooms again
Life returning with the rain

The ground becomes a living wave
And I, a vessel of the brave
Every rise and every fall
I surrender to it all

Weightless on the endless sea
Enchanted sword it carries me
Through clouds of dust, through heat and flame
I am lost, yet I still remain

No words, no chains, just a call unknown
A whisper carved in sand and stone
Every crest pulls me higher
Every silence feeds the fire

The ground becomes a wave
And I, a vessel of the brave
Every rise, every fall
I surrender to it all

Weightless on the endless sea
Enchanted sword it carries me
Through clouds of dust, through heat and flame
I am lost, yet I still remain

Weightless in the endless sea
Enchanted sword still carrying me
Through the storm and through the flame
I am lost, yet I remain

I am found, but still insane

Hanoi - Sword Of The Sea

Hanoi - Every Story Has A Song

I walked the path where legends bled
Through shattered thrones and halls of dread
A curse in gold, a crown in flame
They spoke my silence, feared my name

Graves whisper of gods unmade
Stars weep for the price we paid
But I still burn, I still rise
A spark defying ancient lies

Ash crowned, I stand in storm and fire
Bound by runes and lost desire
Through deathless lands, I forge my fate
A fallen ghost at heaven’s gate

Ash crowned, I won’t kneel or yield
In shadow’s heart, my truth revealed
From grace betrayed, a king unclaimed
By wrath reborn, I stake my name

The Erdtree weeps its golden tears
For hollow saints and fading seers
Yet deep beneath the crimson bloom
I found the light inside the tomb

Oaths were broken, thrones betrayed
But still I fight, though hope decays
The gods may fall, their empires rust
But I am more than their ash and dust

Ash crowned, I stand in storm and fire
Bound by runes and lost desire
Through deathless lands, I forge my fate
A fallen ghost at heaven’s gate

Ash crowned, I won’t kneel or yield
In shadow’s heart, my truth revealed
From grace betrayed, a king unclaimed
By wrath reborn, I stake my name

I see the flame behind the veil
The fallen rise where angels fail
No fate, no star, no god controls
The will that surges from my soul

Graves whisper of gods unmade
Stars weep for the price we paid
But I still burn, I still rise
A spark defying ancient lies

Ash crowned, I stand in storm and fire
Bound by runes and lost desire
Through deathless lands, I forge my fate
A fallen ghost at heaven’s gate

Ash crowned, I won’t kneel or yield
In shadow’s heart, my truth revealed
From grace betrayed, a king unclaimed
By wrath reborn, I stake my name

Ash crowned, I stand in storm and fire
Bound by runes and lost desire
From scarlet wings to fields of woe
I carve a throne where none dare go

Ash crowned, the dusk, the dawn, the flame
The final breath still speaks my name
In ruins born, I will remain
Ash crowned, eternal, I reclaim

Skeleton Crew - Ash Crowned

Another bonus summer episode of the pod, courtesy of Pierre’s travel misfortunes, but with no guest this week. Both Iain and Scott had been writing about AI so they devote the main segment to an extended critique of the technology, business case and general concept. Is AI over-hyped? Is it even useful? Does increasing reliance on it damage our brains? All these questions and more are addressed. They eventually get on to the many geopolitical tensions the AI arms races is causing before concluding by exploring investor concerns at Nokia.

AI, geopolitics and Nokia

Prayers and blessings to you all and all your families and special prayers and blessings to all the victims. May they all rest in peace.

Software utilised.

ChatGPT
Claude
Grok
Suno
Udio
Riffusion
Ideogram
Leonardo AI

Once a week we get together in a studio somewhere in London to take the piss out of telecoms and technology for an hour or so.

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