Tis a true story about a friend, I was fascinated by the concept of friends sharing one black "funeral" dress passing it along like it was a hip handbag She went to work like any other day It didn't hit her till that package came The first…

I wrote this song at a bowling alley in my small hometown in the Panhandle of FL/Lower Alabama She blew into town on a one night Stand Over eggs there was no one holding her hand Just like the sauce She became a mystery Just like the…

I wrote this song at a bowling alley in my small hometown in the Panhandle of FL/Lower Alabama She blew into town on a one night Stand Over eggs there was no one holding her hand Just like the sauce She became a mystery Just like the…

Mr. Stetson is a fictional relative who turned out bought all his nieces and nephews ponies with moonshine money

I was driving along somewhere in podunk Tennessee on a stormy Saturday and this may or may not have anything to do with Prison.

Tis a true story about a friend, I was fascinated by the concept of friends sharing one black "funeral" dress passing it along like it was a hip handbag She went to work like any other day It didn't hit her till that package came The first…

Tis a true story about a friend, I was fascinated by the concept of friends sharing one black "funeral" dress passing it along like it was a hip handbag She went to work like any other day It didn't hit her till that package came The first…

Another lyrically-challenged collaboration with jip1965, who sent me a guitar, bongo, percussion track with a recorder playing named, simply, 'Love'. I added the piccolo, crystals and windchimes from my virtual keyboard, renamed it 'What is…

Well Reg has taken this one from the cellar to the West End ........

Well last night just as i was of to bed , there was a knock on the door of the cellar and it was John & George they had come for a sess and i mean who was i to deny them…..they'd heard of the Beatle fest from Elvis…he could never keep quiet…