This week, "Don't Lie" by Vampire Weekend re-imagined as a conversation between an obsessive Mechanical Turker and their would-be significant other who is trying to break the addiction.
News peg: The release of Transcribable, which you should all check out.
Join us, won't you?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=25Zmyh1PbW4
One click sends cents all around Young bloods can't be settling down Young hearts need transcriptions inbound So serve me more my baby
Don't lie, I want 'em to know AWS Turks die young, is he ready to go? It's my last time running this form But the drinks are free and the button is bold.
I want to know, does it bother you? The low click of the ticking clock There's a lifetime right in front of you And everyone I know
Young turks, young Saturday nights Young eyes shouldn't stare just at bytes Old flames to exist must ignite So close the screen my baby
Don't lie, I want 'em to know Got high HIT now all tasks are gold It's my last time running this form But the drinks are free and the button is bold.
I want to know, does it bother you? The low click of the ticking clock There's a headstone right in front of you And every Turk I know
Don't lie, I want 'em to know AWS Turks die young, is he ready to go? It's not the last time running this form Cause the hires come fast and friction is low.
I want to know, does it bother you? The low click of the ticking clock There's a lifetime right in front of you And every Turk I know