The B side to Dad's father's day present. This is an instrumental celebration of his 45 years in the printing industry, and an acknowledgement that while other kids got bedtime stories, I got the history of lithography..

This will sound out of tune and very odd to most people... and certainly its not a "quality instrument". But it IS lo-fi :-) I changed my $30 electric guitar from Just Intonation fretting to 14 equal notes per octave using cable ties, loaded…

SIX OCLOCK SHADOWS At six o'clock the windmill throws it's shadow on the grave The cattle chew their cud and lowly low above the one we didn't save The broken body buried there beneath the sod we carried there that day And tho we hold each…

Reg stood by the mirror and peered in at himself, he didn't recognise who he saw, the image that peered back out at him didn't resemble who he thought he was and it shook him to his core.............because he thought, he, the man he recognises…

So I'm back at Caffe Lena on Thursday night gearing up for my two songs and a band called "Driftwood" takes the stage (banjo, acoustic guitar, fiddle) and blows everyone away. Kinda gets me thinking... And writing... "Driftwood" Coming down…

Nobody knows how, what it will be - the future. We look at it, trying to see, to detect something and ... it goes fade, it's always receding, receding ... ~sonaresque~

dedicated to a pretty girl I know... :P also note there is a meager attempt at video for this song! Lyrics: ====== smile for me, pretty girl smile for me, please i'd do anything you want to get you to acknowledge me but i breathe…

Well Reg is a touch concerned about his new love Lorraine who has been missing for last two days and she's not answering his calls and his getting a little touchy about it ....a little insecure to be truthful........................ Who do…