Well I am always trying something new in combination with my hobbies. I setup a Suno Pro account and together with ChatGPT Plus wrote a song about my Astronomy Hobby! Enjoy!
Lyrics:
Mittelbiberach, midnight, rolling out the C-eleven,
Himmelstor Horeb, Bortle Four, gateway into heaven,
CGX aligning, CEM encoders synchronizing,
Polar axis, plate-solve, automatic target finding.
HyperStar at f-one-two, photons pouring through the glass,
ASI twenty-six-hundred, filling up the frame fast,
Quadband hydrogen, oxygen, sulfur separation,
Forty-five-second fireworks, nebular creation.
NINA running sequences, meridian calculation,
PHD correcting every tiny stellar deviation,
FocusCube adjusting while the temperature is falling,
Cold-air constellation and the distant owls are calling.
We’re on a photon run,
Till the morning sun,
Red light, starlight, data coming one by one.
From the Eagle to the Veil,
Every pixel tells the tale,
Through the darkness, through the frost,
We go chasing ancient light.
Monkey Head and M-seventeen, Orion’s incandescent fire,
Markarian galaxies stretching higher, higher, higher,
Lagoon and the Trifid in a wide-field combination,
Eastern Veil, Western Veil, supernova detonation.
Spaghetti mosaic, six-panel integration,
Astronomical Pixel Processor registration,
Siril stretching, PixInsight dynamic extraction,
Photoshop and Topaz for the final satisfaction.
Flats at one-point-three-five, warm panel illumination,
Dark-flats, bias, calibration, gradient elimination,
Histogram positioned, vignetting disappearing,
Clean field, round stars, and the spiral arms appearing.
We’re on a photon run,
Till the morning sun,
Red light, starlight, data coming one by one.
From the Tulip to the Broom,
From the Ring to the Cocoon,
Through the darkness, through the frost,
We go chasing ancient light.
Celestron reducer, seventeen-sixty-four effective,
Long-exposure galaxies demanding and selective,
M-one-oh-six structure, M-eight-one hydrogen blending,
Three-hundred-second frames while the guiding graph is trending.
RA mesh breathing, DEC moving southward only,
Four-second guide frames while the mount stands calm and lonely,
Dither five, settle down, another frame beginning,
Tiny corrections underneath a slowly turning heaven.
Then the Maksutov is waiting for a neighbor observation,
Binocular eyepieces, lunar crater exploration,
Ring Nebula ghost-light, Saturn hanging golden,
Ancient photons reaching eyes before the story’s spoken.
No observatory roof,
No robotic separation,
Hands upon the hardware,
Part of every operation.
Setting up is peaceful,
Taking down is contemplation,
Every cable, every counterweight,
A midnight meditation.
Heliostar hydrogen, solar surface boiling,
Prominence eruption, magnetic plasma coiling,
ASI one-seven-four capturing the motion,
FireCapture recording every wave across the ocean.
RegiStax wavelets, AstroSurface sharpening,
Granulation rising while the solar limb is darkening,
Daylight astronomy, nighttime revelation,
One man, one sky, one lifelong fascination.
Photo stacks and starlight pictures carrying the flame,
Instagram and Facebook sending starlight through the frame,
Lectures, stories, neighbors gathered underneath the dome,
The universe is distant, but the telescope brings it home.
We’re on a photon run,
Till the morning sun,
Red light, starlight, data coming one by one.
From the surface of the Sun
To the galaxies that run
Through the darkness, through the frost,
We go chasing ancient light.
We’re on a photon run,
And the night is never done,
Every star began its journey long before we’d begun.
With the C-eleven turning
And the hydrogen burning,
At the gateway on the hillside,
We go chasing ancient light.
