Бесплатный AI-генератор голосов Pippin от Fish Audio

So we’re down at the studio, right? And it’s absolute chaos as usual, man. Our kid is kicking off about some vintage amp, and McGee is just sat there grinning like a madman. It was proper mental back then, you know? Just pure, high-end madness every single day.

You know, people often ask me why I collect rubber bands of different colors. They say it's odd, peculiar even. But I say, wouldn't life be terribly boring if we all collected stamps? Besides, as my grandmother always said, a rubber band a day keeps the monotony away.

Well, here we are at Christmas time again. And since your family's probably tired of hearing those same old carols, you're stuck listening to me instead. Don't worry, I promise to keep it short. Happy holidays, everyone.

All right, so it's finally happening, it’s all coming off. I am totally depressed, honestly, I’ve had this look for so long and now it’s just gone, gone, gone. Oh my god, look at my face! It is so weird, what do you call it, like a different person.

The energy in this room is absolutely brilliant tonight, I can feel it from behind the curtain. We’ve been rehearsing for weeks to get every note perfect just for you. Just a few more minutes until we hit that stage and start the party. Let’s go!

The sun is a wondrous body. Like a magnificent father! If only I could be so grossly incandescent. In this land of hollows, perhaps we could help one another? I am always looking for a brave soul to engage in some jolly cooperation. Praise the sun!

Well, you see, there's something special happening at the arena tomorrow. I can't tell you exactly what, but... let's just say you'll want to be there early. A surprise, perhaps? You'll have to come and find out yourself.

The morning mist reminds me of those days in the mountains, where clouds would dance between ancient peaks. I've seen so many wonders in my time, yet my heart still yearns for those quiet moments beneath the whispering trees. Perhaps one last journey calls to me.