In case you don’t know, I recently released an album (of actual songs) named Odes to My Triceratops, Vol. 1, based on the nowhere-town adventures of amateur songwriter William Griffin, his blind love interest Claire Javernick, and his best friend the sentient triceratops Lorenzo (no last name), back when they were 12-14 years old. You can download that album here.
I’m strengthening methodically the first volume for the rerelease (one of a few) by removing some songs, redoing one, and writing entirely new songs. The following one, titled “Tricera Troubadour,” renders William’s and Lorenzo’s childhood antics before a girl came into the picture.
I’m burning through Udio‘s monthly output, so I may only have two or three songs more to create before I find myself helpless.
In case you don’t know, I recently released an album (of actual songs) named Odes to My Triceratops, Vol. 1, based on the nowhere-town adventures of amateur songwriter William Griffin, his blind love interest Claire Javernick, and his best friend the sentient triceratops Lorenzo (no last name), back when they were 12-14 years old. You can download that album here.
The following song, that will be included in the next release of the first album, delves into young William’s private struggles.
In case you don’t know, I recently released an album (of actual songs) named Odes to My Triceratops, Vol. 1, based on the nowhere-town adventures of amateur songwriter William Griffin, his blind love interest Claire Javernick, and his best friend the sentient triceratops Lorenzo (no last name), back when they were 12-14 years old. You can download that album here.
These last few days, I’ve been relistening to my AI-generated songs almost exclusively, in the album’s order (both the first and the unreleased second one). In the first album, I noticed myself skipping certain songs. No reason to include in an album songs that I’d want to skip over, so I’m considering redoing some songs and moving others to a B-sides album thingy. In addition, I’ve written a couple of new songs for the first album, that I will include in a future re-release (one of a few, I’m guessing).
Anyway, here’s the sole song I’ve managed to produce today, titled “Tricera Girl.” It renders William’s infatuation with his next-door neighbor shortly after meeting her. I think it came out very well.
If someone had told me in summer of 2021, when I started my bizarre story Odes to My Triceratops, that I would end up producing a fifteen songs-long album of studio-quality music out of its silly lyrics, I would have vomited out of happiness. I have become a jaded old man, I guess. Anyway, you can download the album right here:
Please tell me if you have any trouble downloading it. It would be quite sad if I intended to make it available only to screw up the delivery.
Anyway, this album features the fifteen songs included in the first part of that story (out of three). It’s a sort of a concept album that follows the troubles, particularly romantic ones, of amateur songwriter William Griffin from the years twelve to fourteen or so, as he enjoyed his youth with his blind next-door neighbor Claire Javernick and his best friend, the sentient triceratops named Lorenzo (featured in the banner of this site). William isn’t all that bright, nor all that talented, but that won’t stop him from producing as many songs as humanly possible in the hopes of processing his turbulent feelings.
I wouldn’t have been able to produce these songs if it weren’t for the magnificent AI service Udio.
Songs contained in this first album Odes to My Triceratops, Vol. 1:
Lorenzo
Lemonade and Willies
My Friendo Lorenzo
Better Dead Than Blind
Claire With a C
Fairy Tale Too Real to Be
I Am Your Stegosaur
For Claire, Who Can’t Read
Let Me Eat Your Stuff
Part Goldfish
No Magic Potion
Wait About a Month for Love
Helpless and Pure
Please, Play With my Guitar
The Burning Heart Inside Your Throat
Quite a few hits in this album. Check out the song “Fairy Tale Too Real to Be” right here, for your listening convenience:
I hope you are enjoying my forays into Udio‘s AI services so it will generate songs according to my absurd specifications. You better have been enjoying them, because I’m about to clobber you with five new songs, a few of them excellent.
They are based on the song lyrics included in my bizarre free-verse narrative titled “Odes to My Triceratops.”
First one is a grunge track called “Lorenzo.” Possibly my favorite of the bunch.
Next up, a soothing traditional folk song titled “Lemonade and Willies.”
Now check out this lovely lullaby titled “My Friendo Lorenzo”.
Listen to this uplifting song about three friends having fun, titled “Claire With a C”:
Finally, an energetic garage rock song titled “Fairy Tale Too Real to Be.”
As I was trying to figure out what free-verse poem of mine to use as lyrics for the magnificent AI-music generator Udio, I realized I had completely forgotten about my “Odes to My Triceratops,” even though Lorenzo the triceratops is featured conspicuously on the banner of my site. That bizarre narrative includes the lyrics of about three-dozen fake songs created by an amateur songwriter named William Griffin, as well as some written by his blind next-door neighbor called Claire Javernick. Why not just turn them all into actual songs?
Here’s the first one, titled “Better Dead Than Blind”:
The lessons I’ve learned from my brief time generating AI songs are ones that musicians have likely also taken to heart: first, if some part of the lyrics doesn’t translate well when sung, just drop it. Also, the main goal is to create a song that you’d love to listen to over and over. I’ve succeeded in doing so with the following song, based on my oldish free-verse poem “A Visit From Truck-kun,” an ode to isekai (that requires a severe rewrite, probably even a reimagining).
Isn’t that fantastic? My two regrets: the annoying typo at the beginning (having written “tell” instead of “tells” in the lyrics). Also, that I couldn’t extend the song again to give it a proper intro.
Anyway, the song was generated using the Udio service, so far the best AI music generator.
I’m reminded regularly of chapter 69 of my ongoing novel We’re Fucked, because I get random hits from visitors who likely expected something different from the search that led them to a page titled “We’re Fucked, Pt. 69.” Sorry, fellas.
Anyway, in that chapter, my deranged protagonist Leire comes up with an idiotic poem about feeling like a monster. The magnificent music-generating service Udio has transformed, with some help, Leire’s poem into a shitty 90s pop-rock song. Enjoy it if you can.
This song-generating business is addicting. I adore music, and I listen to it daily to shut out the world or get in the mood during freewrites. I can’t imagine the masterpieces we’ll be able to generate in a year or two.
Before I finally go to sleep at three in the morning, check out this absolute banger I’ve put together with Udio, so far the best AI music creator I’ve ever come across. This following song sings parts of my free-verse poem titled Sasquatch Goddess:
That one’s going straight into my tablet so I can listen to it during my commutes. It’s probably a good thing that Udio doesn’t allow you to extend the song more than thirty seconds beyond that point, because I was considering generating music for the entire poem.
Anyway, very strange and interesting end times we’re living in.
Tonight, shortly after I returned home from my afternoon shift, I came to know about this lovely AI music generator called Udio. Because apparently I had nothing better to do other than sleep, I used some parts of my oldish free-verse poem titled Dinosaur Apocalypse to generate the following song that in general terms could be considered music:
I’m not sure why I chose to extend that song from the original thirty seconds, given that many other mini songs the AI created from my instructions were far more pleasant. But I’m beyond questioning my actions at this point of my life. Anyway, check out that site; there’s lots of surprisingly great music being generated. If you’re one of those rabid anti-AI people, nobody can help you: AI is here to stay and will likely become more intelligent than the whole of humanity in a couple of years or so. Just enjoy the ride until AI kills us all.
The Domains of the Emperor Owl 
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