Cecil Vortex

All-American Me

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I’m wearing big pants today
big comfy pants
size none of your damn business pants
so big, so comfy
makes me want to have a piece of cake
a piece of chocolate cheese cake
stretch these big pants out.

Summer

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Checking in to find them
lying side by side
in the dark
like sisters
comparing notes
on what had been
the best part of the day.

Everybody’s playing Yu-Gi-Oh!

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It was a more innocent time, way back in October of 2004 when I first wrote about Yu-Gi-Oh! and Zach Braff, and my secret rage. We’re all a lot older now, hey? And perhaps a bit wiser too.
“What is Yu-Gi-Oh!?” Well, it’s a card game. And a movie. It’s a franchise. It’s a way of life. It’s like Pokemon, see? Only much more…Yu-Gi-Oh!
One thing’s for sure: YGO! and all the YGO! cards referenced in this tune, including but not limited to “The Mad Dog of Darkness,” “The Nobleman Eater Bug,” and “The Axe of Despair” are all copyright (c) Kazuki Takahashi. I mean, if nothing else, we can all agree on that, right? Alright then. Enough already! On with the rock n roll!
Here’s a little ditty I wrote for my son. It features Eileen Dahl on back-up vocals. Enjoy…
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time: 42 seconds flat
file size: nary 670K

x-post: and the monkey and the murder and the minute mystery of it all

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More Monday, more Monkey Vortex Radio Theater. This week: Tony Jonick busts it 1930s-style with what some say may well be the greatest piece of recorded entertainment since Edison invented tiny, pocket-sized people who remember what you say and then repeat it back to you whenever you press on their head!
It’s a little number we like to call Caught in the Trap. Featuring the considerable voice talents (and auspicious MVRT debuts) of Robin Brady and Jerry Williams!

By the window

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There's a man there
by the window.
And he's speaking
with such precision
you can see the letters spit forth into air
shiny newborne
serifs spinning.
And his words are just hanging out there
piling up there
in a loose stack
by the window
free dialog for the taking.
I'll pass.

x-post: And the Vortex and the poetry and the east coast of it all

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Another week, another episode of Monkey Vortex Radio Theater. This week: an all-new spoken word spectacular from east coast letter-chef (that’s right — “letter chef!”) Lee Kaye, featuring beats by west coast stick-sensation (!) Shoeless Adams plus guest voicework from the stars of UPN’s “Anarchists for Hire!”: Eileen Dahl and Shonny Vortex! (All sewn together by yers truly.)
Well don’t just sit there reading these very words that you are reading right now at this very particular moment in time that is currently happening! Click on over and hear it for yourself!

In my blue house

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…by guest poet Shonny Vortex.
In my blue house
Everyone is I, I
Talking about themselves
In my blue house
Hearts bang on your head
With drum sticks
And stars twinkle
In the daytime
And fish swim into your mouth
So you can eat them
And flowers grow out
Of your head
And people have square heads
And people love squares
And a blue moon
Floats at nighttime
and a yellow moon
Floats at daytime
With the stars
A purple oval-shaped moon
Flies at daytime and nighttime.
And there’s a butterfly-shaped moon too.
May 18, 2003