Thanks to Chris for coming down the cellar and doing this with me .............with Chris on piano, harpsichord, electic guitar, fretless bass, electronic sax........Reg on Vocals.........

In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove. Lyrics I can feel the wind blow Lean into that winding road Setting Sun against my skin Shift into that high gear Get…

Light, to which thou goest; to which you fly like a moth. Once it was real.

This version is based around the original with a bit of a psychedelic Reg twist....it's been a joy playing around with this tune....i hope you enjoy.............