"…something like the supervisor of an entire team of political agents…"
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.
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!
…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
Something a bit more upbeat to end the day -- a moment: Heading home with two good pals after a weekend spent canvassing in Oregon.a moment to mourn.
that’s all.
Welcome to another Monkey Vortex Monday. Congratulations on getting here. And most especially, on evading the many traps I set before you these past seven days. Particularly the thing with the stick. And the one with the swinging gate. And the bottle of rum, half-reflected in a shallow pool of just-fallen rain water. Did you stoop to quench your thirst, old friend? Of course you did.
Now, to your reward: the answer to a pair of age-old questions. Questions about John Kerry. About George W. Bush. About the remaining Beatles. And about the thin line what separates the two. The four, I mean. The two pairs of two, I guess. Is what I mean. Anyways, it’s all based on a wee radioplay penned by yours truly, with voices by me also, plus Benson Hurst, John Kerry, and the aforementioned GWB. And you can play it for yourself right here.
The Angry Liberal reminds us how the polls looked in late October, 2000. Read all about it in all-new Edgewise post.
A thought or three about one of the many subtexts of Tuesday’s vote, now up on Edgewise.
And a long line of enthusiastic neatly dressed retirees.
They're pressing toward the front. And now they're strip-mining the table saying:
tell me sell me
how to stop time.
It’s another Monkey Vortex Monday. Now playing: two minutes and twenty seconds inside the mind of the most powerful human being on the face of the earth. It’s a Bill Cassel / Christian Crumlish script, starring the aforementioned Christian Crumlish, plus Eileen Dahl and the infamous M. Smith. And it all adds up to an all-free, all-mp3 experience the kids call: Sympathy for the W.