This is a song by our guitarist Keith. He doesn't get a chance to jam with us as much since he moved to New York. He and I had a lot of fun working on this simple tune, and it makes me miss times long gone.

For my contribution to the RPM this year i thought i'd tell a little story...... Blank Episode 1 For those of us who think it impossible to stop these full throttle hands. BLANK (STRANGE DAYS) Thetworegs The Blue sky in my dreams…

Feb 21st 2013.

Lyrics to this tune are purposefully ignorant, although I'd be lying if I told you that there isn't real life emotions in this one.

BLANK Episode 2 10.(II BELIEVE IN BELIEF) Thetworegs Finally the plane lands in Geneva safe and sound, My fears have not, they haven’t you know materialized at all, i’m still here , I have not been smothered by the Bulk who just sat quietly…

A slightly schizo soppy/sexy pop song. Written and recorded 15th/16th Feb 2016 (as part of RPM challenge). I'm channeling some 70's pop ballads and (somewhat) Barry White here. I'll not do it again, I promise. x

For Madalynn, fourth Grand-child born 2 weeks ago.

Its our 1st Song.. Hope you will like our song

Bits and Pieces

It has fish and stuff.

The Lonely Orphan (Arpino) Well i'm just a lonely orphan wearing somebody's hand-me-down shoes Well i sure aint got nothing So i damn sure got nothing to lose On the day i was born i started paying my dues mom and daddy kept on drinking…

This is the stripped version of BLOOD AND WATER, with just the vocals and bouzouki track.

This one is just for fun.

Short piece to test some software and, well, this nice looking little outpost called Alonetone. ;-]_~~~

Love of my mom...true feelings.

Three times over the last three months I have found myself faced with someone who honestly believes the Earth is flat. Not like in a joking way, but in a full on don't-believe-the-conspiracy way. It's an insult to the intelligence of every human…

I borrowed a Ukelele a couple of days ago, and yesterday - having a day free (and after working out where to put my fingers), I came up with this rather rough and ready little song. Ukelele Of Truth Must we pretend we'll still be friends…

I think it needs some vox, I do have some cornball ideas, maybe later, but it does rock out at the outro.

this is my take on Joe Bonamassa's version of Blind Faith's "Had To Cry today" a much shorter version...just wanted to record that cool lick and am trying to work on my vocals ... oh well ..what a time to try to learn to sing at my age...63 next…

One from Bethan's 2015 RPM. Enjoy!

another one down for rpm 2016

Written recorded 28th/29th March 2013. A little something, just cos I was in the mood.

A very slight excursion (a song-ette) where I'm seeing if I can sing lower than the Uke I've borrowed (I can). I'm making up the words as I go along, but seem to be channelling rather depressing subject matter. With this recording, pace is everything…

I enjoyed twanging lots of guitars. For best results, copy to, and listen via a slightly stretched C90 cassette. P.S. Yes, I love Cocteau Twins. No, I can't sing like Elizabeth Fraser.

Probably not the final title! My first song RPM2016, written/recorded evening of 3rd Feb.

A poppy song, written and recorded on Feb 12th/13th 2016 as part of the RPM Challenge. Of moderate interest, I first wrote and recorded (and basically finished) the music, although not the structure. After that I started work on the top-line…

from the sMallWavesEp the thought of it makes me cry i’d like to be friends with all of my enemies tonight i see her in tattered rags i’m blinded by what she once was and now there are no more to say i’m empty, there’s nothing…

where ever you happen to be she's not so far behind you looking for your apology she knows she'll never find it it's the same song that she sings and it drowns out everything as she's chasing after you in rain all the wrong ways that I…

wait for the worry lines, the worry lines to disappear they get me everytime, me everytime that you are near won't let you get inside, this heart of mine I must be strong you knew you'd get to me, you'd get to me but you were wrong never…

the bed and the goldfish are all that remain the bed has got fleas and the goldfish is floating face down in the water the bowl on the floor I'm just gonna stare for one moment longer sit down in the dust where the coach used to be clutching…

look at that face in the mirror it's the same one you had before but it's harder to recognize these days cause time has not been kind still a ways to go better hurry up don't let it slip away ok is not enough you gotta take a chance before…

anyone else get a Brian Eno vibe from this?