Have any of you seen the AI generated clips that Vinnie is posting on Facebook?
What are your thoughts?
To me, they are not great, lots of weird mistakes, lots of repetition and it's just generally low quality that is not going to help any brand.
Vinnie's personality seems like it's going to be obsessed with this, like KISS living on with their Avatars, Vinnie can live in the past thanks to AI, showing a young Anhk Warrior and the 80's VVI Vinnie doing things today, bringing the past to life, with sometimes hilarious results, like how Vinnie has breasts sometimes, and how the guitars are mangled.
What do you think of Vinnie and the AI videos?
What do you think of Vinnie and the AI videos?
Commander in chief - VVF Army
Re: What do you think of Vinnie and the AI videos?
I actually came here to post about the same thing.
They are just plain weird. VV is made to look very feminine (maybe that's deliberate?) and the sexual undertones are slightly unnerving.
Its all living in the past. He also seems to be very pleased with himself about the number of views his posts get. Enjoying those small dopamine hits Vinnie? Here's some news: its all meaningless.
Again its all going over and over and over the old tracks as if adding fake AI bullshit adds anything at all to the VV brand.
The only way he's going to drive anything forward (and generate revenue for himself) is to RELEASE SOMETHING. ANYTHING.
They are just plain weird. VV is made to look very feminine (maybe that's deliberate?) and the sexual undertones are slightly unnerving.
Its all living in the past. He also seems to be very pleased with himself about the number of views his posts get. Enjoying those small dopamine hits Vinnie? Here's some news: its all meaningless.
Again its all going over and over and over the old tracks as if adding fake AI bullshit adds anything at all to the VV brand.
The only way he's going to drive anything forward (and generate revenue for himself) is to RELEASE SOMETHING. ANYTHING.
Re: What do you think of Vinnie and the AI videos?
He teases so much but only delivers things like these, which nobody asked for!
Commander in chief - VVF Army
Re: What do you think of Vinnie and the AI videos?
Well F*ck me.
I guess he has something producing....if you can call that someting...sigh.
Never touched Ai myself, but thanks to VV's efforts, I gave Chat GPT a try
Chat GPT input "write me a comedy poem about Vinnie Vincent, an ex Kiss guitarist, who hasnt produced music for 40 years"
Not too bad !
Chat GPT output :
Alright, here’s a lighthearted comedy poem about Vinnie Vincent and his legendary 40-year hiatus from music:
The Ballad of Vinnie Vincent
Oh, Vinnie Vincent, where have you gone?
It’s been four decades since you rocked the dawn!
You shredded and wailed in Kiss's wild days,
Now we’re left wondering: Where’s the next phase?
You played with the band in spandex and flair,
Your solos were like lightning, full of wild air.
But then, like a ghost, you disappeared fast,
Leaving fans screaming, "Vinnie, come back at last!"
You didn’t just quit, you vanished with style,
Leaving guitar riffs echoing for miles.
40 years have passed, and we're still in the dark,
Wondering if you’re still playing that spark.
You promised an album, teased us with hints,
But where’s that new record, Vinnie Vincent?
We’re all here waiting, we’ve still got the itch—
But you’ve been busy, maybe digging a ditch?
You’ve got the mystery, the mystique, the lore,
But come on, Vinnie, we need more!
Is it a comeback, or a permanent retreat?
Are you just busy making your next guitar beat?
Maybe you’re living in a mountain retreat,
Composing sweet solos on an old wooden seat.
Or maybe you’re working on secret plans,
Building riffs in caves with invisible fans.
But whatever you’re doing, Vinnie, come through,
You’re a legend, and we all still believe in you.
We’ll wait forever, don’t take it amiss,
Just, y'know, throw us a bone with one new hit!
So here’s to you, our mysterious friend,
The guitar hero who won’t make amends.
We’ll keep on waiting, you know the drill—
Vinnie Vincent, please, just give us a thrill!
I guess he has something producing....if you can call that someting...sigh.
Never touched Ai myself, but thanks to VV's efforts, I gave Chat GPT a try
Chat GPT input "write me a comedy poem about Vinnie Vincent, an ex Kiss guitarist, who hasnt produced music for 40 years"
Not too bad !
Chat GPT output :
Alright, here’s a lighthearted comedy poem about Vinnie Vincent and his legendary 40-year hiatus from music:
The Ballad of Vinnie Vincent
Oh, Vinnie Vincent, where have you gone?
It’s been four decades since you rocked the dawn!
You shredded and wailed in Kiss's wild days,
Now we’re left wondering: Where’s the next phase?
You played with the band in spandex and flair,
Your solos were like lightning, full of wild air.
But then, like a ghost, you disappeared fast,
Leaving fans screaming, "Vinnie, come back at last!"
You didn’t just quit, you vanished with style,
Leaving guitar riffs echoing for miles.
40 years have passed, and we're still in the dark,
Wondering if you’re still playing that spark.
You promised an album, teased us with hints,
But where’s that new record, Vinnie Vincent?
We’re all here waiting, we’ve still got the itch—
But you’ve been busy, maybe digging a ditch?
You’ve got the mystery, the mystique, the lore,
But come on, Vinnie, we need more!
Is it a comeback, or a permanent retreat?
Are you just busy making your next guitar beat?
Maybe you’re living in a mountain retreat,
Composing sweet solos on an old wooden seat.
Or maybe you’re working on secret plans,
Building riffs in caves with invisible fans.
But whatever you’re doing, Vinnie, come through,
You’re a legend, and we all still believe in you.
We’ll wait forever, don’t take it amiss,
Just, y'know, throw us a bone with one new hit!
So here’s to you, our mysterious friend,
The guitar hero who won’t make amends.
We’ll keep on waiting, you know the drill—
Vinnie Vincent, please, just give us a thrill!
Re: What do you think of Vinnie and the AI videos?
Nicely done!!!
Here's one from CoPilot with the same query:
Once there was Vinnie, a shredder supreme,
Pink guitars blazing, a glam‑metal dream.
He joined up with KISS, in their painted parade,
But vanished like smoke… a career mis‑made.
Forty long years, not a riff, not a song,
Fans keep on waiting — the silence is strong.
His solos were fiery, his outfits were loud,
Now he’s a legend of “Where are they now?” crowd.
Did he get lost in a riff too complex?
Or trapped in a vault full of neon effects?
Maybe he’s hiding with hairspray and lace,
Practicing scales in a time‑frozen space.
The world keeps on rocking, guitars still ignite,
But Vinnie’s been ghosting the spotlight at night.
So here’s to the mystery, the myth, and the man,
The guitarist who vanished — with no master plan!
Here's one from CoPilot with the same query:
Once there was Vinnie, a shredder supreme,
Pink guitars blazing, a glam‑metal dream.
He joined up with KISS, in their painted parade,
But vanished like smoke… a career mis‑made.
Forty long years, not a riff, not a song,
Fans keep on waiting — the silence is strong.
His solos were fiery, his outfits were loud,
Now he’s a legend of “Where are they now?” crowd.
Did he get lost in a riff too complex?
Or trapped in a vault full of neon effects?
Maybe he’s hiding with hairspray and lace,
Practicing scales in a time‑frozen space.
The world keeps on rocking, guitars still ignite,
But Vinnie’s been ghosting the spotlight at night.
So here’s to the mystery, the myth, and the man,
The guitarist who vanished — with no master plan!
Commander in chief - VVF Army
Re: What do you think of Vinnie and the AI videos?
This is what DeepSeek churned out:
The years have passed, 'bout forty-four,
Since Vinnie Vincent plugged in last.
He hung up the axe,he shut the door,
On a legacy that went by fast.
From KISS's paint,a flash of fire,
A wizard of the sharpened lick,
Now his only,burning desire
Is finding where he put his pick.
He lives now in a suburban home,
With plastic gnomes upon the lawn.
Where once shrieks of electric gnomes
Would greet the pale and frantic dawn.
His hair,a monument to spray,
Still stands through hurricane and gale.
But now he just says,"No way,"
To raking leaves upon the trail.
His wife says, "Vinnie, take the trash!"
He strikes a pose,with pouting lip.
Then plays an air-guitor solo smash,
Upon the handle of the grip.
The neighbors hear a muffled cry,
A whammy-barred and wild"Woo-wee!"
It's just old Vinnie,walking by,
Complaining'bout his aching knee.
He'll find a plectrum, old and gray,
Stuck in a couch from'83.
"It's a sign!"he'll loudly say,
"The world demands a new riff from me!"
He'll grab a guitar,thick with dust,
And try to remember how it's held.
One screeching note,a string of rust,
"Is that a chord,or have I been expelled?"
He dreams of concepts, wild and grand,
A rock opera'bout sentient cheese.
But then he can't quite understand
The software on his new PC.
He'll scribble lyrics,dark and deep,
"Your love is like a knife of pain!"
Then yawns,and promptly falls asleep,
While watching reruns in the rain.
So here's to Vinnie, long retired,
His legacy a glorious blur.
The shredding god the world once hired,
Now locked in battle with a jar.
The music's gone,but not the flair,
The rock star soul can never die.
He may not have a note to share,
But,man, that hair still touches the sky
The years have passed, 'bout forty-four,
Since Vinnie Vincent plugged in last.
He hung up the axe,he shut the door,
On a legacy that went by fast.
From KISS's paint,a flash of fire,
A wizard of the sharpened lick,
Now his only,burning desire
Is finding where he put his pick.
He lives now in a suburban home,
With plastic gnomes upon the lawn.
Where once shrieks of electric gnomes
Would greet the pale and frantic dawn.
His hair,a monument to spray,
Still stands through hurricane and gale.
But now he just says,"No way,"
To raking leaves upon the trail.
His wife says, "Vinnie, take the trash!"
He strikes a pose,with pouting lip.
Then plays an air-guitor solo smash,
Upon the handle of the grip.
The neighbors hear a muffled cry,
A whammy-barred and wild"Woo-wee!"
It's just old Vinnie,walking by,
Complaining'bout his aching knee.
He'll find a plectrum, old and gray,
Stuck in a couch from'83.
"It's a sign!"he'll loudly say,
"The world demands a new riff from me!"
He'll grab a guitar,thick with dust,
And try to remember how it's held.
One screeching note,a string of rust,
"Is that a chord,or have I been expelled?"
He dreams of concepts, wild and grand,
A rock opera'bout sentient cheese.
But then he can't quite understand
The software on his new PC.
He'll scribble lyrics,dark and deep,
"Your love is like a knife of pain!"
Then yawns,and promptly falls asleep,
While watching reruns in the rain.
So here's to Vinnie, long retired,
His legacy a glorious blur.
The shredding god the world once hired,
Now locked in battle with a jar.
The music's gone,but not the flair,
The rock star soul can never die.
He may not have a note to share,
But,man, that hair still touches the sky
Commander in chief - VVF Army