Album: Incandescent

Such an emotive piece I have always loved, from Miss Saigon...given a more orchestral feel and arrangement. © and written by:- Alain Boubil, Richard Maltby and Claude-Michel Schonberg

Another improv with the Pure Data patch taking live guitar input and outputting samples with delay along with some droning synth tones.

(c) Nick Torres 10/31/25 All instruments played by Nick Torres Cubase MIDI drums and Crow Hill Pocket Strings I play: Mensinger Basses / Fender 1989 HM Made in USA Strat / Breedlove Acoustic Jeff Bridges signature / AKAI Professional Keyboards…

Mike (Dragonsong) asked me to sing this poem, from a well loved C17th Somerset folk song, over his music - was a lovely pleasure.

So it has been a while since my last RPM. I felt this song was the best was to reintroduce myself with the insane process that is the RPM Challenge....

Reg is back with Desirea he's trying to put their past behind him. What can he do he loves here...... AS LONG AS I HAVE YOU Am F C7 G Am F C G AM G C G C Am G Am G I look in your eyes and I see a soul baring blue Nobody knows you…

RPM 17 6/10

Live at Hip Pocket Theater last night. Crowd laughter,crickets and all. An edit from an hour long set.

I hardly ever cover songs, so this one was really fun to record. What a great little ditty, Macca!

There was a decision to be made to join our passions for each other and make a go of it, or go back to our simple lives.

A view on ghosts. Used my tenor recorder, guitars, and bass. Bizarre how once song writing starts, it seems to write itself. Hope you like.

I'd been following the Euro horsemeat scandal since it broke in the UK some time ago. But the songwriter in me didn't react until Ikea found pony in their Swedish meatballs the other day. Alonetoners - you're hearing it first! ** THE PONY…

This is a piece written for the Linux Musicians Uncompetition (http://www.linuxmusicians.com/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=10331). The purpose of such un-competition is making some music with Linux tools, and then share it. The premise for this…

I've been watching the new series on the Great Train Robber Mrs Biggs which is about the robbery and his escape through his wives eyes......tonights episode got me thinking about what you know about your work mates...the answer is what they tell…

This acoustic song is a drunk nihilistic escapade with a surprise ending; so if you like to howl, join along and do your best "ahhoooo.." Lyrics: At full moon, I was drunk as a skunk My belly full of bourbon, and my breath really stunk…

in a cool darkened lounge floors above the cityscape quiet laughter, clink of ice in glass D min looks into the eyes of G min a quiet romance begins sometimes the best things in life are quite simple (lots of rough sound on this,, not sure…

another small musical thought