Artist Portrait
DJ Promptus is unlike any artist you’ve ever met. And thankfully so.
When he arrives at our meeting, he trips over the doorstep, spills his plastic bag (which contains a pack of chips and a can of ravioli), and greets us with a barely audible “Yo.”
His outfit? An oversized stained tracksuit, a T-shirt with “#GENIUS” written in black marker, and a glittery carnival jacket two sizes too small. On his nose: shutter shades, worn proudly indoors as if shielding him from reality itself. “I-it’s… it’s my style,” he stammers, “the post-apocalyptic-urban-chic look.”
His hair looks like it lost a fight with a broken hairdryer, yet he runs his hand through it every thirty seconds as if he were a rockstar. Every sentence is punctuated by wild hand gestures, like an invisible orchestra is performing around him. Occasionally, he closes his eyes and whispers:
“Shhh… I hear a sound. It must be a new track my AI is generating remotely.”
The Birth of a Genius
Q: How did you start making music?
DJ Promptus:
“I tried the guitar once, but after five minutes my fingers hurt. That’s when I realized I was above that. Then I found this AI website. I just typed: ‘make me a banger’. Boom. A symphony of electronic greatness was born.
That was the moment I knew I was the new Beethoven… but with Wi-Fi. Others spend sleepless nights writing notes; I just click. And I click hard. That’s real talent.”
An Artist in Service of Himself
Q: How would you describe your musical style?
DJ Promptus:
“It’s pure genius. I call it Prompt Music. It’s a blend of trap, techno, baroque opera, seagull screams, and microwave beeps.
One time I typed ‘create an anthem to conquer Mars’. The AI gave me a Hawaiian ukulele track. And guess what? I released it anyway. Because I never make mistakes — it’s just that the world isn’t ready for me yet.
In two centuries, music schools will analyze my glitches as misunderstood masterpieces.”
Worldwide Recognition Is Imminent
Q: What are your future plans?
DJ Promptus:
“My goal is simple: become rich and revolutionize music. Spotify isn’t ready — I already generated 500 albums this weekend. At this pace, in six months I’ll surpass Mozart, Beethoven, and Ed Sheeran combined.
I’m also planning a world tour. Okay, I don’t have fans or a band yet, but I’ve already ordered 10,000 T-shirts with my face on them. Worst case, I’ll wear them all myself.
And my ultimate dream is to buy the Eiffel Tower and turn it into my studio. I did the math: with a billion streams, it’s doable. So, three weeks tops.”
A Vision for Modern Music
Q: What do you think of other artists?
DJ Promptus:
“They’re outdated. Spending three years on an album? What a waste. In three years, I’ll have 12,000 albums, a full trilogy, and probably an opera accidentally generated when I asked for a reggaeton beat.
The real artistry today is writing prompts. I write prompts the way Mozart wrote symphonies. The only difference is: I can write 40 while eating breakfast.
And I’m humble, too: I know I’m a genius. That’s not arrogance, it’s just science.”
Conclusion
DJ Promptus is convinced the future of music lies with him… or rather, with his frantic clicks on “Generate Track”.
To some, he’s nothing more than a digital imposter, fast-food music consumed and forgotten instantly. But to him, he’s a prophet — the first composer to turn a typo into an artistic movement.
A failed prompt becomes a symphony. A website error? A “cosmic collaboration between man and machine.”
Maybe his legacy will end up as a 200-gigabyte ZIP file named “masterpieces-v1-final-final-ultimate-OK-this-time”. Or maybe he’ll truly be remembered as a misunderstood pioneer.
In the meantime, he’s already working on his next single, described as “where Daft Punk meets Beethoven in a washing machine.”
Working title: “Error 404 – Talent Not Found.”
