Vocals & Lyrics: Cristina Farias Acoustic Guitar: Dan Clancey Synth Strings: Billy Playle Synth Guitar & Bass: Steffen Offermann Arranged & mixed by Steffen Offermann ======================================= This (kind of) folk song…

another one from flying solo messed about with the juno di and this happened. a cheery little number about a certain serial killers social habits, his fridge and it's contents. come lay beside me oh the dead can dance my cuppeth runneth over…

A little four-bar, 21-second joke. It's all woodwinds and a tiny bit of sampled junk percussion. Mr. Schaum was the band teacher when I was in elementary school. Hmmm, or was it Mr. Schram? I don't recall now.

A guy I know never shuts up long enough to listen to what I have to say. He is singing it, I'm playing it. Love you Jim.

Manipulation of the same guitar loop while jamming with it in real-time, no overdubs.

Lyrics: Grant D. McLeman Vocals: Domenico Mercurio (Mimmo) Composed, arranged & mixed by Steffen Offermann ================================================ Like "Wish" this song was an attempt by me to put a free-form poem by Grant…

something of a fail was this, as I tried to create soft music and it of course was syfy-ish in the end :(.. but good none the less and I do like it.

First song of 2011 . . . LYRICS: She has a disease Never learned to please anyone else other than herself Fuck the world and give em hell She's down on her knees Swaying in the breeze and when she leans that way I go along Bending…

It's about a few folks, some known, some known to me. I liked the chunkiness of the chord that starts it, but wanted to do something a little more 'spacey' than a pure rock number. It's all true too.

This song started as the riff on my Strat while fooling around with some FX. I knew it needed to be a big dance number, and then realized there is a great story about the power of music and dance, which I hid in the lyrics. See if you can figure…

While Reg was travelling the country he met an old Indian gentleman called Abdul Aziz in a newsagents in the city of Bradford in the North of England while buying his morning paper. Reg struck up a conversation with the old man and they got on…

My contribution for Johnny with Norms excellent percussion. I've given it a bit of an Indian twist.......

Sassy Nation version! Sister Savage and Mr Sandbags collaborated on the original of this wonderful heartbreaker of a song. I've been playing it on the guitar the last few days and it always seemed to come out with a grittier tone, so i asked…

Hey, Christians have gospelmusic. Godless heathens like me sometime have to let off steam too. One of my best songs I think. Drumloops from http://realmusicmedia.net/samples.html (I used them in track 5 too)

'm doing a course in Mandarin Chinese and mamahuhu is one of my favourite words. It means so-so (literally horsehorsetigertiger); "not so good". In this lyric I just allowed myself to whine about my situation; get it over with. I like the harmony…

Technically it's OK; I like the guitar and basslines. The lyrics and vocals I'm not so fond of. I hoped to have enough time to replace this one later in february with a better one but alas, it was not to be...

The darkness has come to haunt Reg again..... The Darkness comes again Disbeliever what is your name Your calling out from the dark again I hear your words but there not what they say in my mind there as clear as mud The trodden…

Reg has just had a moment he doesn't mean it, he was in the bar entertaining the leeches his fellow companions on his shadow of a life and he became depressed at his situation and struck out but he doesn't mean he would be lost without his companions…

Reg was reading the paper today about the Spandex vigilante. Now Reg has got himself sorted becoming a superhero appeals to him. Ummmm about the suit i think it should be Blue to match my eyes with a large TTR motif of some sort on the chest in…

Without the waffle..........

Reg was positive that she was the one until he had chat with Norm who said "Be careful remember Desirea" Norm was only trying to help but it has put doubt in Reg's mind and now hes not sure what he wants...........................thought i'd do…

(um, what the title says)

watch out

I'm not superstitious, but ... I did not want to end the day with 13 uploaded songs. :D Here is another old one. Not mixed as good as I think I could do it now, but it could be much worse. ;) Music: Steffen Offermann & Tricia Dovidio Lyrics…

--------------------------------------------- EDIT: --------------------------------------------- I finally was able to remix the song. Please listen to "Fide On The Broom Stick (Version 2012)" in my track list to compare…

Sloane did me a favor & played an electric guitar part on this one. I had hoped to work with her more on this project, but she wound up leaving town to help take care for a recovering family member. ------------------ Seventeen thousand…

Ok, Who HASN'T had the fantasy about the hot librarian? This was originally intended to be sung by a friend of mine with a much higher range, but a massive earthquake disrupted the schedule. I wound up singing it down an octave, trying to do…

This was originally a much longer gospel style song about meeting the devil at the crossroads and selling him my car, I got discouraged when I put down the scratch vocals and realised that no ammount of overdubs could possibly make me sound like…

I had a go at channeling Ray Charles for this one, I just forgot to channel his talent.

This is a synopsis of Reg's favourite movie put to music. Sorry about the length but what can you do, when you have a story to tell, you can't cut it short can you? This is one to download for the car to listen to on that boring journey or when…

a bit smaller in length, a bit more up lifting, at least it makes me feel like lifting my arms up into the air when i listen... WN is a dialogue between two sides, so i suppose this is the section where the angles get their say,,,, dedicated to…

Acoustic tale of revenge. Recorded 2010 on a Boss BR1600CD. ***** **The Knife - A A J Russe** A dark and star-less night Probably driving rain That's what they think became of me A foolish walk along the cliff when he was drunk…