National Service x UK Drill ??

"National service? Will it be monkey tennis next in this meme election?" - The Guardian

- Bringing back national service is not a policy, it is a meme.

- The Conservatives might as well have announced a fully funded project to “string ’em up”.

Noticing the parallels of UK Drill Rap (with balaclavas, guns, knifes, drill sergeants, and more) and the military drill of National Service,Steve Howling (a freelance creative available for hire) messaged Chris Branch ?? on WhatsApp (the writer of this newsletter) with this initial mockup sketch:

One weak-point in AI song creation is generating original rap lyrics.

ChatGPT often structures lyrics like pop songs, which is frustrating.

So, Steve started writing lyrics for this idea, and Chris took them to Udio (a Gen AI music platform), aiming to create an authentic UK drill beat with our custom lyrics.

Steve also added a more impactful follow-up sketch posted here:

Lyrics:

(Intro Chorus)

National Service,

UK Drill,

Pop, pop, (pop, pop)

Kill, kill, (kill, kill)

National Service,

UK Drill,

Pop, pop, (pop, pop)

Kill Britain, (Kill kill)

(Verse 1)

Balaclava, dogs,

Flares and guns,

Supplied by the army,

Do you wanna get some?

The steel is British,

Boots on the ground,

Hear that drill,

That UK sound.

Marching orders,

I’m off to war,

Thank you Rishi,

I’m poor no more.

(Verse 2)

Adult rating,

18 plus,

Bring heat with the heater,

No fear, no fuss.

One year train,

Get my warfare brain,

Battle ground graphics,

This shit’s insane.

Not a PS5,

Not a virtual thing,

It's a real stay alive,

A game you bring.

Oculus Rift?

Let's riff in real life,

Step to the team,

Get an army grade knife.

(interlude)

Pop, pop, (pop, pop)

Pop, pop, (pop, pop)

(Verse 3)

I crossed the county line,

Now the borders too,

Every single country,

Get a piece of this crew.

British boots,

On foreign soil,

Drill sergeants,

In constant toil.

Tory dreams,

Make us scream,

This national service,

A twisted scheme.

(Chorus x2)

National Service,

UK Drill,

Pop, pop, (pop, pop)

Kill, kill, (kill, kill)

National Service,

UK Drill,

Pop, pop, (pop, pop)

Kill Britain, (Kill kill)

(Verse 3)

Bullets fly,

Under Tory sky,

Youth enlisted,

No reasons why.

Balaclavas on,

In the dead of night,

Marching forward,

No end in sight.

Drill beats,

As hearts pound,

Tories cheer,

From safe ground.

National service,

UK Drill, Pop, pop, (pop, pop) Kill, kill, (kill, kill)

(Outro Verse)

Thank you Rishi,

For this grand charade,

Youth in service,

In the plans you've made.

From the streets,

To the battlefront,

Tory policies,

Leave us stunned.

National Service, UK Drill.

Pop, pop, (pop, pop) Kill, kill, (kill, kill)