AI-Art: Jasmine Thompson - "Mad World"

Описание: "Mad World", first released in 1982 by Tears for Fears, but here performed by Jasmine Thompson in 2017, explores alienation, emotional numbness, existential sadness, and quiet despair.

While the original version carries an ironic contrast between upbeat instrumentation and introspective lyrics, Jasmine Thompson’s interpretation transforms the song into something more fragile and intimate. Her stripped-down, piano-driven arrangement removes distance and irony. The sadness is no longer observational — it becomes deeply personal.

This video follows that emotional shift.

Instead of dramatic symbolism, I chose a realistic, cinematic photography style to reflect the quiet restraint in her voice. The visual narrative moves from the structured adult world — routines, repetition, anonymity — into childhood memories shaped by invisibility and quiet resignation. The recurring theme is not chaos, but emotional disconnection within familiar systems.

AI-generated imagery was used intentionally in this project. The song speaks about repetition, structure, and a world that feels mechanical — and using AI as a creative tool subtly mirrors that modern “constructed” reality. At the same time, AI allowed me to carefully shape mood, lighting, and atmosphere to match the softness and vulnerability of this version.

This is not meant as a literal illustration of the lyrics, but as a visual interpretation of the emo-tional arc:
routine → awareness → origin → quiet recognition.

If you watch closely, you may notice visual echoes between childhood and adulthood — sug-gesting that the “mad world” is not a sudden realization, but something that quietly forms over time.

Thank you for watching.

MAD WORLD

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I′m dying
Are the best I've ever had

I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it′s a very, very
Mad world
Mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen

Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me, what's my lesson?
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I′ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles

It′s a very, very
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world