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My Spin’s Better Than Your Spin

March 22nd, 2019 by Corey A. Edwards

my spin is better than your spinMy spin’s better than your spin,
My lie’s better than yours!
I’m immune to facts and reason
but I think I’m smart, of course

Social media’s my platform
See me share some memes
Don’t care if they’re total bullshit

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Last Known Photo

September 13th, 2018 by Corey A. Edwards

Bandai B-Club Bullmark Tsuburaya Pandon reissue Japanese vinyl sofubi Ultraseven kaiju toy monster figure

Good News/Bad News

September 9th, 2018 by Corey A. Edwards

I have some good news and some bad news The good news is that the bad news isnt all that bad The bad news is that thats all the good news

Maybe Crazy

June 7th, 2018 by Corey A. Edwards

Maybe Crazy - the new semi-autobiographical tune from Corey A. EdwardsJosephine lives on the streets
They say he wrote a children’s book
He wears a purse on his head
and trusts no one who drinks Coke
I once gave him some food from my picnic
in exchange for a handful of white rocks
I misunderstood. I thought
he just wanted a paper plate

Maybe crazy, yeah
Gone as a hoot owl
raised in a closet
Crazy, yeah – you know
but …

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Nail It Down

February 8th, 2018 by Corey A. Edwards

nail it down - The 5-finger discount twinsSome say they were born under a bad sign
Sometimes there is just a bad seed
When them Edwards boys come a-sniffin’ around
I tell you now, you better pay heed

I heard they stole some Matchbox from the Woolworths
Some Abba-Zabbas from the Alco
They took a whole damn register from Ben Frank’s
It just grew legs and walked out the door

Y’gotta nail it down

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January 13th, 2018 by Corey A. Edwards

The Three Witches From Macbeth - Alexandre-Marie Colin

The Three Witches From Macbeth
Alexandre-Marie Colin

Did she come from the trees
Or maybe straight up from the ground?
All I know is one minute she’s not there
Then she is without a sound

Red stains around a mouth hole
Like a screaming red blot
Blue tattoos on leathered brown skin
with eyes both black and hot

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Hey, Wimpy

December 27th, 2017 by Corey A. Edwards

Hey, WimpyHey Wimpy,
where have you gone?
You used to be underfoot
always taggin’ along

And Wimpy,
I know you felt wronged
but you can’t go on bein’ hurt
your whole life long

Are you coming home soon?
Will I see you there?
I long to hear your jokes again
and muss your hair

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Chogokin Gimmickry

December 13th, 2017 by Corey A. Edwards

Chogokin Gimmickry
I rediscovered many of my toys while making the Chogokin Gimmickry video. I encourage you to occasionally play with your toys – especially your r@@@re and expensive, super-fragile, antique Japanese diecast toys from companies like Popy, Takatoku, Bullmark, Arklon, Eidi, and Marushin.

Wrote A Song

November 29th, 2017 by Corey A. Edwards

I wrote a song, I wrote a song - yeah!I wrote a song
it isn’t very good
I couldn’t find a rhyme
for every wood
I cannot play it
like I oughta should but

I wrote a song
I wrote a song, man!
I wrote a song,
a really real song!

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Turn Off, Tune Up, Drop By

October 27th, 2017 by Corey A. Edwards

Turn Off, Tune Up, Drop By

Dim Monkey Attracted To Shiny Things Quits Facebook, Casual Internet Use

After 20 years (give or take a minute or two) of expressing myself online – thoughts, hopes, dreams, jokes, lies, remembrances, imaginings, fantasies, whims, and various pictures of things I found funny, curious, interesting, or was about to eat or drink – I’ve come to one very obvious and somewhat shamefaced conclusion:


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Seven Colorado Tunnels in Two and a Half Minutes

April 12th, 2016 by Corey A. Edwards

Seven Colorado Tunnels in Two and a Half Minutes

I just got back from a fun little, family vacation/road trip through some of the more beautiful parts of Colorado. We saw Mesa Verde, Garden of the Gods, Rocky Mountain National Forest, Cave of the Winds, Glenwood Caverns, lots of wonderful scenery, and seven Colorado tunnels (well, 8, actually).

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I Lost 50 Pounds Drinking Beer

November 8th, 2015 by Corey A. Edwards

 I Lost 50 pounds Drinking Beer - 160 Lbs soaking wet.No, really. I lost 50 pounds drinking beer every day. I went from being a 210 pound, mouth-breathing schlubb to the 160 pound, svelte lady-killer that you see before you now – and all without giving up beer, bacon, butter, or even breaking much of a sweat.

I drank beer every day and treated my Friday and Saturday evenings like a diet-free zone.

The trick to my success is … no trick. It’s not a fad, it’s not hard, and it’s absolutely free – no salesman will come to your door.

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Government Explained

September 23rd, 2015 by Corey A. Edwards

GovernementGovernment is important – the governing body helps direct and protect the mass of humanity that forms it, supports it, and huddles beneath it in helpless and innocent expectation.

At least, that’s the purported goal of most modern, Western governments; what the best governing bodies aspire to.

Unfortunately, as with all human endeavors, the end result of government is often not exactly what the framers, voters, or contributors wanted, needed, or expected it to be. Thus and with my humble nature, I have decided to help explain how our current system works, what the end results tend to be, and all in a friendly, physically-metaphorical way that will have you more fully understanding the system and its attendant benefits

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June 28th, 2015 by Corey A. Edwards

Ultraman Jamaica

Bandai’s 66mm Mini Action Figure Ultraman on the beach at the Iberostar Rose Hall Suites in Montego Bay, Jamaica.

Travels with Ultraman – Jamaica 2015!

June 27th, 2015 by Corey A. Edwards

In pocket - Ultraman Jamaica

An inexcusably blurry shot of the Bandai, 66mm Ultraman mini action figure peeping out of my pocket

I recently traveled to Jamaica … with an Ultraman toy (or two) in my pocket. The toy in question is part of Bandai’s 66mm Mini Action Figure line – small, nicely detailed, expressive, and poseable.

Whenever it occurred to me and the opportunity was ripe, I’d bring it out and pose it for a picture, often to illustrate what was happening or on my mind right then.

As with any improvisational process, some of the images and concepts were more successful than others.

Below is the series as they occurred.

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American Idle – Steamy Creamy Beanness

March 27th, 2015 by Corey A. Edwards

I’ve been getting back into guitaring, as I like to say, and this has gotten me back into … looking back at things which have sprung before, unbidden from the instruments I torture.

Steamy Creamy Beanness is a musical idea I’d almost forgotten about – a bit of doggerel, a knock off – but I rather like this short edit of my initial concept combined with this silly, time-lapse video, here. Doop-de-doo … what else lies in these vaults, I wonder

Steamy Creamy Beanness

Once again, please forgive the sound quality (much less the hamhanded playing) – this is recorded live onto boombox sometime in 2002.

For more of this kind of torture …

Guiro Seijin

January 30th, 2015 by Corey A. Edwards

guiroSeijinB-Club Bullmark reissue Guiro Seijin vinyl kaiju figure.

Up to something unsavory down in the low places.

… a few more toy images …

Morning Reflections

December 22nd, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

Morning Reflections

How many? That was the big question. The answer, in its ambiguity, its scant existence, looms just as large.

Beer, wine, cider, and of course, the hard stuff. Why did they always think the hard stuff was such a good idea after all else?

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November 16th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

KRANGGG! - digital illustration


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Strange Toys I Have Known –
Marx Toy Soldier Casualties

November 5th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards


I think most of us who grew up between the 50’s and the 80’s would consider the little, green plastic soldier to be one of the most ubiquitous toys of that world. I know I saw hundreds (if not thousands) of them littering the floors, toy boxes, and playgrounds of my and my peers’ youth. Among them would have to have been some Marx toy soldiers.

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Gimmie …

October 30th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

Gimmie That - digital illustration

“Gimmie … ”

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July 25th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards


“Winner” has its foundation in something my mom always used to say.

“There’s a real winner.”

This phrase would invariably be flung in the general direction, yet out of earshot, of some hapless doofus, loud-mouthed jerk, or scowling ne’er do well. “Winner” to my mother was a sarcasm, a sour taste, an ill-bestowed honor.

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Of Course We Are Sick

June 11th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

Of course we are sick.

The inevitability of our course left no alternative

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Spider Leg

June 4th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

Spider LegIn the shower
in the wall
on the plastic shell shelf
of the shower stall
I spy thee, spider leg

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Spin Black Groove

May 19th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

Spin Black Groovespin black groove
wax and wane
unwound by a needle
again and again

spin black groove
bump and restart
flip to 2 B
in time with my heart

spin black groove
tick tock imperfection
analog warm
ever growing collection

vibrate stylus
vinyl gloss
special treatment
minimize loss

180 gram disc
platter static brush
this one’s a favorite
now sit down, hush

spin and return
round out and renew
drop pop crackle
spin black groove

cae 5-19-2014


May 15th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards


I’m looking at my copy of
Exterminator! by William S. Burroughs
the white bordered Penguin version from the 80’s
with the upside down painting on the cover
or, rather
the painting is OF someone
upside down

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Musée Mécanique on Fisherman’s Wharf, San Francisco

April 8th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

Musée Mécanique

The rain is relentless and our clothing sticks to our travel weary bodies. To our right, grand galleries of outrageous pomp and finery in bronze, gold, and glass stand cheek and jowl with fast food counters, kitsch mongers, and dingy alcoves papered with promises of adventure and fantastic sights at only 39 dollars a head. Across the street and on past another row of shops is the bay and an island with an old prison converted to a tourist attraction.

That’s right, we’re on Jefferson Street in San Francisco’s waterfront, heading towards Fisherman’s Wharf – tourist hell.

As with any city, any handful of earth upon which you may find yourself: sift carefully, for their may be gems here. Gems like the Musée Mécanique at the end of Taylor Street on Fisherman’s Wharf.

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Radio Silence

March 15th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

Radio Silence

radio silence
you know it
because you can hear it
silence like someone left a window open during a storm
silence like a mic full of reverb in a fat room
silence like a man in search of a lozenge
back’a th’throat, meditative like
aural snow
radio silence

5 Years in 5 Seconds (approximately)

February 12th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

5 Years in 5 Seconds (approximately)

I recently discovered a treasure trove (?) of really stupid self portraits that collected in my computer over the years while I was working out of a particular office. May 2009 to January, 2014 – 5 years in 5 seconds (approximately).

The camera in this Mac has seen a lot – mostly me answering email and the phone, photo-correcting client images, puzzling out strings of html, css, js, and php – but also me surfing the net and taking questionable pictures of myself when I might have been working a little more diligently.

The images were not created out of vanity – well, not many of them, anyway. It’s hard to be vain when your first reaction upon seeing a camera lens is to act like a total dipstick. Instead, I created them over the years to illustrate the point, complete the joke, startle the timid, annoy the serious, and, of course, to waste the time.

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Cat in a Store Window

February 3rd, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

Cat in a Store Window

What do you do when you see a cat? Let’s say a cat in a store window peering out at you, for example? Well, I dunno about you but, when I see a cat, my first urge is usually to go and try and interact with it, the polar opposite of my typical reaction at seeing another person.

So, now that I’ve outed myself as one of *those* people …

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Jaywalking In Charleston

January 19th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

Jaywalking In Charleston

This collection of vignettes, observances, and rants accumulated over a four day period in Charleston, South Carolina where I was employed as a vendor at a trade show.

I don’t travel much. This is my first trip in that direction: approximately six hours in the air, southeast with a connection in Atlanta. It’s the farthest south I’ve been on the east coast, maybe on the continent.

Anyway: stuck on a plane, stuck in a hotel room, stuck in a booth, and stuck in my head, the urge to document and rant came. Short of screaming to the heavens, I felt the need to express myself, so into my phone and computer the impressions and observances went – mostly as they happened or shortly thereafter.

Now, with only the slightest of apologies, I present them to you.

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My Predictions for 2014

January 1st, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards

New York City will attempt to ban any food that doesn’t fit inside a “fun-size” candy bar wrapper.

Phil Robertson of Duck Dynasty will continue to expand his profile of pseudo importance as a spokesperson for the rights of the culturally narrow until his untimely death in a freak beard accident involving squirrels, chewing gum, and a tangle of bailing wire.

Colorado will complete an initial study on the effects of recreational marijuana sales but will be forced to admit, near the end of 2014 and around a mouthful of Skittles, that they lost the results somewhere behind the couch.

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Merry Christmas!

December 22nd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

The Face

Portrait of that Guy on Usenet (you know who I’m talking about)

December 7th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Oh, yeah.
You totally had to be there man,
these young people,
I mean,
these young people just don’t
l mean,
you know?

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Suicide – It Just Kills Me

November 7th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Suicide - It Just Kills Me

About a month ago, a friend of mine posted on Facebook about someone who had killed themselves in response to their “soul” mate dying. Lot’s of people chimed in about how sad and beautiful it all was.

But I had to be a dick about it. You see, I can’t romanticize it – I hate suicide.

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Monday Morning Improvisational Guitar #4

November 4th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Monday Morning Guitar Improv

An old friend saw one of these videos and actually liked what he heard enough to send me a track of stuff *he’s* been working on – “It needs a solo.”

Whoa. Uh, I’m nowhere near ready for that!

That being said, I’m now very much itching to get my four-track repaired – and to start practicing out of my arpeggio book again.

Monday Morning Improvisational Guitar #3

October 28th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Monday Morning Guitar Improv

As I get back in the habit of playing every day, the more eager I get to start working once again on compositions – but my fingers aren’t sure enough, yet despite how quickly my version of “chops” returned.

So many things learned poorly, so many old habits back that need to be hammered away.


Monday Morning Improvisational Guitar #2
Plus a Theme

October 21st, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Monday Morning Guitar Improv

I already feel things loosening up. So much so that I thought I’d share this goofy little theme I stumbled across:

Monday Morning Guitar Improv

Yeah! Still a looooong ways to go …

Bruce Norton, a Digitech RDS 800, the Harmonic Minor, and Me

October 14th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Monday Morning Guitar Improv

I’ve been playing guitar with varying degrees of seriousness, now, for almost 25 years.

Knowing that, you’d think I’d be way better at it than I am but the key part of that statement, above is “varying degrees of seriousness.”

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Working at Cross Purposes (pt. 3)

October 10th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Cross Purposes - the cabinet open - an LP fits right into it! :D

[continued from Working at Cross-Purposes (pt. 2)]

I’m the kind of person who always has a host of mid-process projects cluttering the corners of both their home and mind. Some of these projects are just dormant seeds I squirrel away for decades at a time. Others blossom more quickly … and some stall.

The devotional cabinet and crucifix lay in hibernation for almost a year.

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All the Newts That’s Fit To Print – Taricha granulosa

October 7th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Newts - Taricha granulosa - rough-skinned newt

Outside a rarely-used side-door in our basement, there is a concrete stairwell that spends a good part of the year damp and mossy. It gets afternoon sun, if there is any, and because of this, it dries up and stays that way throughout the bulk of the summer months but, autumn to spring, it’s a pretty moist environment.

There is a drain in the bottom landing of this stairway: a hole covered by a round, metal grate tucked halfway under the concrete facade of one wall. Our neighbors live here: Taricha granulosa – rough-skinned newts.

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Working at Cross-Purposes (pt. 2)

September 28th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Cross Purposes - The first square frame box

[continued from Working at Cross-Purposes (pt. 1)]

There must be something about autumn because, here I am, a year later, back on this project.

As mentioned in the first part of this rambling, incoherent stream of blasphemy, after finishing the crucifix project, I became more and more aware that I wasn’t done, yet, that the crucifix was just one small part of a larger piece.
How was I to know, that fateful day when I picked up the chunky, wooden crucifix with the corny, plastic corpus on it from the shelf at Goodwill, that it would lead to me building a devotional cabinet?

Well it did.

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My Kitty

September 26th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards


My kitty rests on cashmere
my kitty sleeps on silk
A crystal bowl set out for him
holds clover sweetened milk

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Tomorrow’s Yesterday Yet Gone

September 16th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

tomorrow's yeseterday

I have today off
tomorrow but it’s
tomorrow’s yesterday
I’m on
and perhaps
this is the reason
all the future’s past
ain’t gone
I could spend
about an hour
contemplating all
this on my lawn
until the past’s
coming tomorrow
is my yesterday
yet gone

Ants and Yellow Jackets

September 12th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

ants and Yellow Jackets

[*note – this story was originally called “Ants and Hornets” – I have since realized these are yellow jackets, not hornets – very likely Vespula pennsylvanica – the ants look to be Formica obscuripes]

The other day I was out on the property with my daughter, hanging out beneath the arch of a tree and the hollow of some bushes: a little hideout where I keep a chair for quiet, measured snippets of novel now and again.

Anyway, I was there as I said, chatting with my daughter, when she pointed out a dark hole in the ground.
“Yellow jacket’s nest,” she said. “I wont sit in here, they’re all over.”

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A Flood of Memories – Part 3 of 3
The Big Thompson Flood of 1976

September 9th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Big Dam circa 2010

The present “view” at Big Dam (circa 2010)

(continued from: A Flood of Memories – Part 2 The Big Thompson Flood of 1976)

The river changed for me after the flood and, to this day, it is not the one I remember from my early childhood. The river we ice-skated on in the winter and that I caught my first fish from, on a piece of black thread with a rusty, found hook is long gone. A hazy but persistent memory that continues to define a very distinct and distant period of my life.

Floods update the shape and course of the rivers they spring from. The rushing water carves new beds from old banks, uproots foliage, rolls boulders, and deposits new layers of mud and sand where before, perhaps, there was none. Floods remove old landmarks and create new ones. Floods destroy human built landmarks and redefine how and where it is wise to place them.

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Never Let Go

September 5th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

never let go

A Flood of Memories – Part 2 of 3
The Big Thompson Flood of 1976

September 2nd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Big Thompson River Canyon, 1976 flood.

A car peeping out from its impromptu grave – Ernie Leyba/Denver Post File

(continued from: A Flood of Memories – Part 1 The Big Thompson Flood of 1976)

The next day dawned and, from my perspective, nothing was different – but it was.

We had no power and there was a queer smell in the air, a smell of mud and propane. After being told of the evening’s events, my mom allowed my brother and I to walk down to the corner above the falls with the stern admonishment to avoid the edge of the washed out road. We were to go no further than the falls.

Later that day we learned why my mom had been so adamant that we explore no more than what we could see from the road: two of of our neighbors had investigated the scene below the falls already that morning and had reported finding, among other things, a nude woman asleep in the silt.
Except, of course, she wasn’t asleep.

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#38 – “Life-size” In Wood

August 29th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

life-size skull carving in wood

A Flood of Memories – Part 1 of 3
The Big Thompson Flood of 1976

August 26th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Big Dam Falls at Chasteen's Grove

Big Dam Falls at Chasteen’s Grove

In the summer of 1976, when I was 7 years old, the river I lived near – The Big Thompson – suffered a flash flood of unheard of proportions. 143 people lost their lives in the rushing waters, five of whom were never found. My family, though living in the affected area, suffered little but inconvenience and shock as the human world around us reeled from one of nature’s little hiccups.

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