I am proud to present yet another aural confection from the musty backalleys of my creative past: this time, “Triceratops” by BJ Sunfire, one of my musical alter-egos of days of yore. BJ sprang from my days of baking bagels in the late nineties; I’ve always loved lusty, full-throated rock vocalists, and I’d compose little tunes about my coworkers, sung in this fashion. This song is basically a celebration of the unparalleled might of the most famous ceratopsian, turning mournful in the end, as odes to prehistoric beasts must.
This is the second dinosaurian song I did as BJ, the first being the long-lost “Dinosaur Genaeology Bop,” a rip-roaring dance track that sits on some cassette tape in my basement (yeah, cassette tape). There were other little dinosaur references sprinkled among other songs as well, which I may end up sharing, too.
Anyhow, enjoy. My friend Michael Jones provides the guitar and glockenspiel; I jam the hot synthesizer licks. I think we both did the hand-claps-and-buckets percussion. And if you dig that Ceratopsidae family crest up above, wear it!