By Tequila Mockingbird
Los Angeles, CA (The Hollywood Times) 9/22/25 –
Science Meets Rock ’n’ Roll
You think science is all test tubes and tweed jackets? Think again. Sometimes it’s blunt-toothed, 19 feet long, and named after the loudest, fastest, dirtiest man in rock ’n’ roll: Lemmy Kilmister. Meet Lemmysuchus obtusidens, the Jurassic crocodile with Motörhead attitude.
This monster cruised the seas 164 million years ago, chomping turtles and crushing armor with teeth as blunt as a whiskey bottle. If there was ever a fossil that deserved Lemmy’s name, this was it.
Side Bar: Lemmy Facts Loved Jack & Coke, loved Rickenbackers, loved turning the volume past 10.
- Played Miss Pac-Man at the Rainbow Bar & Grill into the wee hours like it was a religion.
- There’s now a statue of him inside the Rainbow, right where he used to sit — a shrine to rock’s eternal outlaw.
- Once said: “If you think you’re too old to rock ’n’ roll, then you are.”
Nights at the Rainbow
I used to hang around with Lemmy at the Rainbow. He’d be hunched over that glowing Miss Pac-Man machine while the whole bar swirled around him — fans, musicians, misfits, the lot. He didn’t need the spotlight; the spotlight came to him.
Now, when you walk into the Rainbow, there’s a beautiful bronze statue of him in his old spot. It’s like he’s still there, watching, grinning under that cowboy hat. He’s so missed, so loved.
What Would Lemmy Say?
When paleontologists dug into that old fossil drawer and decided to name a Jurassic crocodile after him, I couldn’t help but think: Lemmy would have gotten the biggest laugh out of it. A monster reptile tearing through the seas, stomping all over the polite rules of science — that’s exactly his style.
He’d probably growl, “Yeah, that’s about right,” light a cigarette, and drop another quarter in Miss Pac-Man.
Isn’t Science Wonderful?
A hundred-year-old fossil, rediscovered, renamed, and forever tied to a man who turned rock ’n’ roll into a way of life. That’s what I love about science: it remembers, it reinvents, and sometimes it even rocks.
Lemmy’s gone, but the music, the statue, and now this prehistoric beast carries his legend forward. Loud. Proud. Eternal.
