A pop protest song for all struggling musicians; keyboard pop with complex drum programming and some dark edges from the world of rave and acid.

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Everything by Paddy Uglow; recorded using Reaper, Albino virtual synth, my soundfont collection and Roland JV1010.

The evil “StarMaker” company prowls the music world, seeking gullible musicians, with the promise of super-stardom in return for an up-front fee! I’ve got a kind of &ldquo:punk” attitude to music, believing that good music and hard work deserve to succeed over manufactured pop. As a musician, it feels like there’s a monster menagerie of middle-men making money from musicians, with the musicians being the only one who’s out of pocket!

It was interesting to find that some of the IAC users are called “Starmakers” - I didn’t know that when I made the video!

They only meant well.

Because they’ve walked in those shoes.

Everyone must have prizes

And no one likes to lose

’cos if you ever choose the few,

Those jealous little things,

Will stand outside the ring,

But who’ll come to the coronation,

When everyone is king?



So it’s all fine

And everybody knows that

You only have to try.

So what makes you think you’re so special?



All fall down,

We’ve made too many compromises

To play the game without the prizes.

All fall down,

So we can take the stakes from saints and sinners.

Turn the losers into winners.

All fall down,

We were victims all of circumstances

Waiting for our second chances

But until it all comes round,

We’ll join the losers and the failures

Bow before these lying saviours.



So everybody’s won,

Before the game’s begun.

(and) everybody says you’re so wonderful,

So why are you so glum?

We couldn’t quite disquise

Our whitest whitest lies,

We kept our fingers crossed behind.

We didn’t want to seem unkind.



So now you’ve spoilt the fun

And fun is all we’ve done.

We only meant to please,

And make believe that we’re so special



We wasted so much time,

Trying and trying.

You said we were fine.

Turns out you were lying.

Will we ever get what we deserve?

Will it be heaven or a hell or something worse?

Will we ever get what we deserve?

What makes you think you’re so special?



All fall down

We make so many compromises:

There’s no game and there’s no prizes.

All fall down.

Take the stakes from saints and sinners.

No more losers, no more winners

All fall down.



And because it all goes round.

Join the failures and the losers,

Running from these fakes and users.



What do you think? You’re so special.