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Same Router, Every Room

Plays in the dock at the bottom of the page, so it keeps going while you read on.

Lyrics

I ain't chasing chrome, I ain't chasing shine

Give me a black box that toes the line

Seven ports open, one glass eye

I shape the traffic, I don't ask why

Same router, every room

Rack, or cloud, or a hotel gloom

I carry the map in my own two hands

Same router, every room, that's where I stand

No pretty dashboard gonna hold my hand

I wrote the rules, I understand

Packed it in a bag, hit the road tonight

Home finds me under a stranger's light

Same router, every room

Rack, or cloud, or a hotel gloom

I carry the map in my own two hands

Same router, every room, that's where I stand

Captive portal, strange upstream wire

My own network still catches fire

Don't need to touch every phone I own

I carry my house, I ain't ever alone

Same router, every room! (same router!)

Rack, or cloud, or a hotel gloom! (own the gloom!)

I carry the map in my own two hands! (in my hands!)

Same router, every room, that's where I stand! (where I stand!)

Own the layer, own the wire

Flexible, honest, built for the fire

No magic thinking, just cold hard truth

Same damn router since I cut my teeth

The band

Highway to Prod

hard rock

Two bars of unaccompanied riff, then the whole pub: open-chord crunch, the snare hard on two and four, and a high rasped howl that spends the chorus flat out at the top of its range. Half late-seventies bar-room stomp, half Sunset Strip sleaze, with a screaming lead break in the middle. Boasts about the reckless thing it did on purpose, and never once sounds sorry about it.

None of these bands are real. Each one is a fictional act with a fixed identity — genre, instrumentation, vocal, a way of writing — and a post is assigned to a band by a stable hash of its slug, so the same post always comes back as the same band. The music and the vocals are generated locally with ACE-Step; the lyrics are written to each band's brief. No musicians, no recordings, no one to credit.

Where the words came from

The lyrics were written from the post Why I Keep Coming Back to MikroTik.

MikroTik earns its place by giving me practical routing power from the rack, to the cloud, to the hotel room.