This one's a bit of a ponderous beastie. It can be whatever you want it to be. For me, it's got a lot to do with Sunday 18th June 1815. **** **Cold - A A J Russe** Your wagon-train Is out of danger And of course you never lie Not…

Dedicated to all musicians who get asked "what do expect to get from making music?"

Walking home from the pub late at night or early in the morning down the canal bank in the dark can sometimes be a little spooky......WOoooOOoooOOOoo!

Dedicated to the ones that are having a hard time fitting in this society.

Found an old one. Wrist is almost fit for use. Just need a spark from the old grey matter.

Now, just a mad bit of fun. No offence to all the other Great versions of this song !!!!

Men were disgned for short term relations, unlike women whose ideal is the perfect family, a man gets trapped in a game called matrimony, he just wants a piece of the cake and he ends up buying the whole bakery. Gives up his freedom for a bit of sex.

It takes thousands of lives as animals before you get one human body.

Dear amigos, you have never been alone, and you never will.

Written at the top of a volcano in Mexico City, looking at the buildings and the polluted gray skies. It was a rainy afternoon and the lights went out, then I remembered childhood moments.

Women are the source of inspirantion for this song. Women of all ages, shapes and sizes. Daughters of Eve, witches and fairies.

Solo mandolin

A chord arrangement from some SRV chords and stuff.A real hand cramper.

track 3 of last days last days...