Another of Reg's lost loves..... What a Lady, What a night She was good She was sleezy She was nobodies fool She knew how to love She certainly knew how to ball She had everything a women needs Those long long legs…

Who hasn't had a trip with the Demon Rum? Easy to start and hard to stop. But what a ride, drink up!

One of 5 extremely unfinished demos for a collaboration project with another artist I will not name. This was the one that ended up the most listenable and go the furthest along. Last touched 8/3/2024

An unofficial fourth attempt at mimicking Nermertines' album "Bad Blood", this one with significant secondary inspiration from a variety of other djent artists like Monuments, especially their album "Phronesis". This song ended up being too repetitive…

A cowrite with Michelle We’ve all done things we’re not proud of Broken promises and painful regrets We’ve all said things that would have been better left unsaid When you’ve gone as far as you can go There’s no more to see no more…

what's on this afternoons agenda?

Red Butterflies Walking alone in nature's garden when you caught my eye. Spinning slow circle under the sky... Red Butterfly. Instantly I was captivated, spending the hours watching you fly about. Day turns to night, night turns to day and…

Reg had an apiphany life is short and getting shorter so get on with it, whatever it is you need to get on with get on and get on with it ..... Get it on Go get your plan and tear it up Lets all start again Its…

Went minimal and glitchy. I've been listening to a lot of Crystal Castles and the like recently and that might be influencing what I'm creating.

This is a song my late-night self apparently left for my morning self to think about. I admit it just keeps gnawing at me, maybe not in a good way. ... Nineteen, standing by the ocean for the first time Gazing long at the sea feeling the…

Too many rainy days lately, so what is a boy to do? Write a song! ____________________________ I'm walking down this country road to find some peace of mind With every step I seem to take I leave the world behind There's agates in the gravel…

Elektrona bluz

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

An R`n`B/ Pop song, light and relaxing

Mr. Greene The most beautiful man I’d ever seen Our high school teacher Mr. Greene Little more than a child at seventeen In love with our teacher Mr. Greene Immature and so out of touch Just a silly schoolgirl crush. Dreamy kid; Duran…

a bubbly driving rythme with a nostalic sigh. Remembering that twilight hilltop overlooking the city you never visited.

Hey, can I see the little treasure that you found? Tell me where did you find it, was it lying on the ground? Well this treasure that I found was just lying on the ground Out in the pouring rain Tell me, from me to you, what's it going to…

mercifully now shorter

The only truth is what I tell you, just believe

Without Hands (Perfection) Verse One It’ll never snow here In this quiet little town even winter brings a green green ground still stranger yet in his monolithic place so delicate with scars on his face Chorus All the words you…

A mash featuring Shane Cadman,Jim Goodin and Kavin.

Kisses Goodnight Verse One After Goodbyes and all, We’re now on our way We’re leaving here for now Cold hands, spin me around Eyes lock and innocence becomes My eyes PreCH The photographs Still frames in my mind Forged memories…