This song has been around for a couple years and only played on guitar and sang by me. I added the rest of the song playing around with Cakewalk Sonar. Guitar rig for vocals and of course guitar. Forget what synth I used for the lead part…

A folksy number inspired by the stories my nan told me many moons ago about her uncle Herbie.. Herein lies the story, of a man named Herbie Jones. Not a million miles away from a man you might have known. A miner in the twenties, blue scars…

Instrumental intro to 2010's RPM offering..

You live long enough... you take some real hits. And the only way to get on, is, to, "Pick myself up, walk down the long long road". Lifes real easy when it's all theoretical, but it's never been lived until the theories and philosophies are trashed…

It aint like no ones done this before But how can you tire of beautiful chords In the fifties In Tenessee Where my love was born Two young men upped and crossed the yard both cold cos it was rainin hard. One of them turned said…

Just letting out my frustration at 'people' in general again.. nice to be able to vent it in a more pleasant way (for those interested in how I used to do it, please see http://alonetone.com/boynamedsu) :) Lo and behold now holy guacamole if…

Have no idea where this one came from. I was strumming away and the words just came out. Seems to be about some kind of wrongdoing in the past. May have been possessed. Thanks again to Gary for helping out on lead.. In sleepy towns through…

A folksy number inspired by the stories my nan told me many moons ago about her uncle Herbie.. Herein lies the story, of a man named Herbie Jones. Not a million miles away from a man you might have known. A miner in the twenties, blue scars…