A Bit More Better Productions's listening history
          I am a man, of means,
I mean I hide behind my strongest teeth.
White Ivories, white ivory.
 
I tread on hollow ground,
Broken glass, and longer ways down.
Than metaphors, engulfing me
 
I stare up at night,
Wonder who else might feel such a fright…
        
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          Recorded on BR-80, Drums from BR-80
Epi Sheraton, Telecaster, bass, E-piano
guitars tuned D-G-C-F-Bb-Eb (all 4ths tuning)
        
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          Roger "ErocNet" Sundström on drums
I play 17 edo guitar
        
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          Poor old Arthur....... old quin has gone .......just him and the old Joanna..................
Poor Old Arthur (Lyrics)
Im feeling Dangerous
Volatile
unstable
i don't know what to do
life
is spiraling down 
and i want to stand proud
want…
        
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          Poor old Reg still meeting the wrong women .....even when his playing the £16 special.........
Stabbed with the Dagger of Truth (Lyrics)
i met her out in the darkness
her eyes burned a beautiful blue
i was the shy disturbed on the loose
Just been…
        
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          Guy out on the town looking for some action. Girl out on the town looking for some action. Meet in a club where cheesy disco is playing - they don't care, it's not the reason they are there. Collab with Lady Jane. Had us both laughing - enjoy.
        
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          Heres one from the cellar last night .......Raining again so i got the £16 special out and let some Blues loose with some 2 finger Keyboard drums.....................
        
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          Collaboration with jip1965
I was emailed a piece of music entitled 'Glomp' (I kid you not) with a note saying "Chorus words something like... river flowing...the sun is shining lol"
I sat and listened to the music a few times, not knowing…
        
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          I've been trying to put another one of Mike's poems to music, but not getting anywhere.
Then jip threw this music at me, saying he hated it and asking if I could do anything with it.   Pieces of Mike's poem went in and I sent it back to jip with…
        
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