Great, so instead of having to compose the "foom-foom tish-tish"s, they just press a button and it's done for them. Just add some super auto-tuned voices (because these hacks can't sing to save their lives), and another rearangement of "love" "booty", ad nauseum, and they can become a super star. Though voice synthesis and Eliza-level 'AI' will do this for them too.
All that's going to be left is bodies on stage pretend playing instruments and lip synching to keep the Glamour Industrial Complex going. The whole stink over Milli Vanilli will become laughable.