Author: Cecil Vortex

The deer liked to race

The deer liked to race around this particular meadow. Maybe it was the grass. Or the smell of the grass. Or the smell of last year’s deer. Whatever the pull, the meadow was packed with deer, and they were running.…

Karen Dalton and the beauty

My better half gifted me with a lovely re-release of a lost gem — In My Own Time by Karen Dalton. Billie Holiday-influenced folk blues complete with three fingers of whiskey in the vocals. All covers — just more evidence…

Welcome to Your (Doom of Clowns)

Earlier in the month I promised to deliver this here clown song, based on a line gifted to me by my son. “Welcome to your doom of clowns,” he said. Really. Until a few days ago I thought this was…

just fyi

I am the just fy the optional information the only information you do not need to act on me. Have no fear old friend. No change no motion no response required. Remain as you were more or less absorb me…

A Thing I Like to Do

It’s been a little while since I’ve written a new song, but I’ve been playing a bit more of late and — hey presto — two ditties appear. Fun to get back to recording after a little break. Today’s tune…