Reg had a bit of tiff with the Mrs so he stormed down the cellar to release his anguish with Elvis and turned it into this little beauty .....now he feels a lot better and is making Mrs Reg a nice cup of tea to say sorry....because lets face it…

Noise. My favorite solo, EVER.

My fellow New Englanders and I are about to get spanked by Hurricane Irene. She's a scream.

I had a couple of hours to day to play around while the wife took the children into town for their new school shoes which signified the end of summer to me . So of course i went down the cellar and got Reg,Bob and the gang to help me write a song…

This piece is based around a talking patch that I made for the Korg Radias. Is this the first time I've done something that's not synth-pop? Updated 28/8/2011 Updated 29/8/2011 Updated 9/9/2011 (twice)

a crinkly wrinkle in time

This is a whispy, dreamy song of longing.

Jazz & trance piece with vocal Whisky Ran Dry Original Well it's late in the evening And the whisky ran dry I'm still here writing this letter With a tear in my eye But the words don't come And there's nothing Nothing to do…

quick ImprovFriday mash featuring Kavin Allenson, Roger Sundstrom & Chris Vaisvil

This is a composition for Jazz Quartet – Tenor Sax (sorry for the unrealistic stray notes), fretless bass, piano, and drums. All but the drums were preformed on my Fender Mustang + GR-20 retuned on the fly by Fractal Tune Smithy. The tuning…

Queer as in "strange". A few multi-tracked apps. There's a short sample of a Chris Vaisvil guitar piece in there somewhere,see if you can spot it.

i love new words, i love new songs, i like to repeat myself... i like to repeat myself...i

Now listen She knows where to go She makes me glad Takes my hand Oh, on my way Now she's mad No, She's not mad She states fact as I lack Oh, on my way She lifts me up Now I'm on my own I'm home She sits aside I go inside Long gone This listless…

So I'm pretty proud of this one too. Started this back in January, kept putting it off, and finally got around to finishing it. It's that slow cool track you listen to doing that Birdman thing. Which is basically end game content I believe…

Here comes the rush You feel it in your bones And when your bones are crushed You feel it in your soul You just cant escape it Its everywhere you go Turn round and face it Tell everyone you know Ah, the rush You've missed so much Here comes…