I wrote this song at a bowling alley in my small hometown in the Panhandle of FL/Lower Alabama She blew into town on a one night Stand Over eggs there was no one holding her hand Just like the sauce She became a mystery Just like the…

Have a listen and find out what we are on about :P

from the album "the Hardest Blow" featuring vocals from Jana Persson (strumming dude) and lead guitars from Paul Lennon (Wildgeas) Red and white, black and blue Close me off, soak me through Trade it all, fall down low Sooth my wound, never…

Back the car, down the boulevard Right up on the beach And when the sea, comes crashing in You, won't hear a thing There's dreams, painted above the waves And their caps at your feet With light-house on point, fisherman beyond Blue and…

...And she picks them for him.

Come, see how she dies! See God through her life. See her children gather to celebrate and to mourn. Come, see how The Grey Lady lived!

Words and Music by Chris Mitchell

Do it. Do it. Do it.

I'm trying to experiment with intentionally combining two different sounds. Since I seem to find this difficult I am starting with using a drone as one of the sounds taking my inspiration from the opening tracks of the Brian Eno & Jah Wobble…

I got to thinking about a terrible year i had going back now 18 years where i lost 2 of my best friends Alex and Martin and my father in the same year just months apart. To lose one friend is hard enough but to lose three well you can imagine…

winters are meaningless...or something.

Low-frills bass and piano piece. Not my usual fare (whatever that is), but still fun to create.

Miniature. Enjoy (if you are able to!)

Maybe the last for 2012 Reg got the Acoustic out on this one and a touch of guitar fx for the vocal hope you enjoy.......Happy New Year....Although Reg is a miserable sod........

Finger style folk guitar with vocals... things are not always what they seem YOU WON’T FIND HIM AMONG THE PROUD MEN WHO INSIST THAT THEY ARE STRONG YOU’LL FIND HIM WITH THE MAN WHO CRIES OUT GOD FORGIVE ME, I AM WRONG YOU MAY NOT FIND HIM IN…

Just messing around with a chord progression I liked. Some neighborhood wildlife joined in. Goofy, mellow stuff, even for me.

Rushing along on trains and getting connected to God.

a try to shift by the moon..

So come down, and fade away, The lights are still hanging from last holidays. And the place in the dark, we'd occupy, Is leaving my heart, feeling nullified. So slow down, and walk with me, Dark empty lanes, under heavy leafless trees…