A nasty little story wrapped in a very short country song. When I took your tiny hand it struck me cold And I though cool hands warm hands warm heart is what I've been But I know that wasn't When It came to one like you So I signed that…

Standing, waiting, shivering, waiting, hoping, waiting, crying - all the while being cruelly mocked by the passage of time, and my analogue watch. It was not a very nice night. Peter Fedofsky plays the piano on this song. If you could…

Self-consciously pet-soundsy guitar solo, a teen angsty lyric and an cappella ending and. Who say's I listen to too much Beach-Boys? Why don't we walk away while we still have the chance Why do we dance with blood upon our hands Messy…

Over the weekend Reg had gone back to his home town where he come from and met up with a few of his friends from whey back when. He found that he seemed like stranger. He was sitting telling Elvis about his weekend. Elvis felt sorry for Reg because…

.......if there not the one,should you keep looking, if so for how long...........well Reg threw Henwrench's music into the cellar and what bounced out was a song he wasn't suspecting.... Love me tender I've been alone now seems to long…

Tweaked, remixed and mastered version of my 2011 RPM effort.