Had a bad day when I wrote this. There is a rule I stick by though. "Divert and sublimate your anger and potentially virulent emotions to creative energy" So I did.. Picked up the Kay G101 and pressed record on the iPhone voice memo…

Probably not as happy as it sounds.

A song written for a great girl who'll be getting married next year... "You'll always be this young if love comes first And you stay filled with life."

Between the minutes

the last,the best and the most complex of a series of works,studies for an experimental film project,where one of my films will be shown at the local cinema and the music will be performed on live...see the site http://radiowordlesspoem.yolasita.com

...the Funker in the Bunker..

The other Reg has got the Blues too the Folsom kind......

As a surprise for the missus (she gets out of hospital tomorrow after a 9 week stay) I've revamped a little ditty I wrote for her. I thought I'd put an Elvis slant on it including the ridiculous club style ending. I also slipped a bit of a British…

(Isslene) Anticipation. (Leo) The time is right. (Isslene) She creeps along the forest edge, she says the light of day is too bright so she waits, in anticipation for the night to begin... 'Where do we start' said the boy - beginning…

An as yet unused demo from RPM 2012... This was the last song I wrote in Feb 2012 & feel like it is a companion piece to the opening song, "You, Miles Away" -- a perfect little bookend, actually. Where the Path Leaves the Road -- I…

THIS IS THE OLD YEURGH MIX - THERE IS ANOTHER ONE HIGHER UP THE LIST NOW, FULLY LOVED BY AR. THIS ONE IS LEFT HERE AS A MONUMENT TO SOMETHING OR OTHER (AND IN CASE YOU PREFER IT) Acoustic ghost story. Recorded 2010. Easter 2010 I decided…

cigar box guitar

With Mr Sandbags (piano), as band "Elusive Gene".

part 1 of the set from the gig at Super Happy Funland in Houston.

Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world. REAL MEN Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men No one seems to…

First Lie Chris Tune / Toms Lyrics I heard you singing from the roof tops saw you swinging in the trees tripping on a cough drop dealing your disease I watched you watching from the washroom heard you tumble down my stairs passed out…

well this will be kind of random for my listeners... but what the "hey" as they say! In a bit of a writing desert lately, but had a lovely walk two days ago, and got inspired by the sounds coming from newly frozen ice with at least 1000 migrating…

Written by Tangmo and Skip Moore. Performed by Tangmo, Skip, and David Brimlow.