Elvis got philosophising in the cellar again last night.........................so Louie and Reg got Bluesy with him and this is what turned out of the session......... DREAMER(Lyrics) Well I asked the mirror if my dreams would come true…

This is just a really simple string/piano piece that resulted from two years of half-hearted tinkering. As of now the cello is too loud and the snare sounds too sample-y, but I'd appreciate any other criticism.

Someone's forgot to turn the seance off again. From the album LIFE IS HARSH IN THE LAND OF GHOSTS THEME PARK

Day-by-day, I find it harder to forgive the busboy who killed the metal dobro I used when I recorded this one. Lawdy, I miss that guitar!

Played on an O'Riordan D-whistle

Played on an O'Riordan D-whistle

Not really Irish ... a Scottish ballad ... An earthly nourris sits and sings And aye she sings, "Ba lilly wean (and) no ken I, my bairns father Far less the land that he dwells in." And up come he to her bed fit A grumly guest I'm sure…

Not really Irish ... a Scottish ballad ... An earthly nourris sits and sings And aye she sings, "Ba lilly wean (and) no ken I, my bairns father Far less the land that he dwells in." And up come he to her bed fit A grumly guest I'm sure…

Elvis got philosophising in the cellar again last night.........................so Louie and Reg got Bluesy with him and this is what turned out of the session......... DREAMER(Lyrics) Well I asked the mirror if my dreams would come true…

Elvis got philosophising in the cellar again last night.........................so Louie and Reg got Bluesy with him and this is what turned out of the session......... DREAMER(Lyrics) Well I asked the mirror if my dreams would come true…