Okay...it's still a sloppy mess...but that's what you get when you have earthquakes, a new-born baby, a nuclear disaster, broken bones in your hand and a whole-lotta "uuuuuuuuuuurgh!" to get out of your system. Somedays, you just gotta play in…

heh... I guess I forgot to upload this one. This track is basically a sort of Middle Eastern style rock, with flavors from the land of Termina. The song closes quite powerfully if I might add.

performed by Rob Medcalf from the album "Sunny, sorta..." is it funny? do I care what you say (thinking hardly matters) it’s not who you are at the end of the day (thinking hardly matters) you’re worse than a child so please go away…

This improvisation (chords, melody and lyrics) is complete fiction and any resemblance to anything at all is just a coincidence. -------------------- I can't guess how it must be to be so shallow that you have ta be an alien renegade…

Samples used in this tune from the NY subway this summer. Inspired by Dave Dunseath 3-12, just uploaded a new version of this with guitar- and some other changes

With a little help from some of the lyrics of the Doors descriptions of the uncertainty of the 60's Reg has decided to do a kind of Punk song from both sides about the trouble in England which seems to be igniting the youth to set light and loot…

A jive-era feel, with lyrics about working hard to get what you want!

SIX OCLOCK SHADOWS At six o'clock the windmill throws it's shadow on the grave The cattle chew their cud and lowly low above the one we didn't save The broken body buried there beneath the sod we carried there that day And tho we hold each…

Nirvana - the perfect state of bliss from pain & suffering.

It was about sunrise when I met this guy on the streets of the French Quarter and bought him coffee. I don't know if he's still around -- that was some 20 years ago -- but a two-hour conversation affected my life more than I would have ever known…

A rough one to keep my account alive :-) Just capturing some ideas with using my new Freeze and uPOG pedals.

This is an improvisation with my Korg I3. And also I use the recorder, as you can see in the video.

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

gushing surge of opulence, cavaliers to complete nonsense. the true soldiers of misfortune are mings and chengs drowning in the democratic fabric from our nation.

During therapy Reg starts to look back on his family and one of his favourite Uncles comes to mind.....................

~Decrepit shadow of a piano in the shadows of former visitors~ I've played in such a cafe, a long time ago, for a meal/drink, thru the night. Surreal it was; second life. Yeah ...

Thank you for being you No one else would do Thank you for being you You're all I ask for Too many nights alone tonight I'm coming home open up the wine cos I'm gonna be with the one who's shown Me the ways of old Women into wives…

I listened to Chris's Orwellioan Cameras while watching the video. It got me thinking about the eye watching us and this is what i came up with.............

shard hopping...or hard shopping? either way, this little remix-expansion of Kavin's "shards" is one of 21 "duos" on an album I'm releasing next week @ bandcamp.

from the new album "Orange" Where’s the sun? waiting on the sun. And sitting in the grey of this new dawn And knowing that this is my last day, my last day Why can’t you see, I’ve been deep in this for such a lonely time And it’s getting…