A setting of the poem “The Wind Sprang up at Four O’Clock” by T.S. Eliot. Sonar X1, bass, rhodes piano, drums, sax, and vocals.

Poor old Mary lived in the anonymous council flats near Reg, he didn't know her he just read about her in the paper....Thanks Henwrench

The reunion was on...they came from far and wide....it was held on Easter Sunday down at.....the new cellar of Regs...chiseled in to the Yorkshire Granite ....sound proofed....bomb proof.....as they say it started with a beat...everything was…

Krautrock Instrumental Original.

Bit of fun for the Songcrafters.org Gurlfest. Inappropriate.

Bethan wanted to make a lullaby for her new grandson and asked me for to make a music track for her to sing to. Tess added 2 extra riffs and pitched it down as well. She also did the mixing and the vocal arrangement. Shadows Come, Day Is All…

Original song kind of in response the Pussycat Dolls song. I'd like to dedicate this to Eddie Van Halen, for being such a massive inspiration to a generation. If you're reading this Eddie, thanks. And please don't sue me for stealing your riffs.