Kzzzrrrk is also the name of noise "side-project" I may or may not start some day.

This song's been on the backburner for a while and I finally feel like I've officially "finished" it.

Reg has been over to Songcrafters.org on the other side and found this little beauty a piece of music by Willi Wendon and he loved it so much he's put a vocal to it. Hope you like it Willie.......... IT'S A CRAZY WORLD It’s a crazy world…

Given time, I'll bet that even if I let you go you'll come back to me. No one else is quite the same, Though I realize that's not always a bad thing. You know that it's wrong, To give it all you've got and still have nothing to show for…

Special earth, Once held a large population. where now?

Damn that psychedelic music, I write a perfectly decent Waltz and it becomes a romantic Vampire movie... Now I've forgotten what the problem was.

Atmospheric Jazz biscuit, stroodles of lush, Guitar fruit,

Jazzy/Bluesy 5/4 journey round sunny Walthamstow. while I buy some adult beverages.

It's a little epic instrumental with sci-fi western fairytale movie vibes.

Elvis has been around Reg too long and he has started drinking to forget his new lady......... Chug that Train ooh i got to feeling lonely Since you left me cold oooh I’m feeling pretty lonely Now i’m back on my own Why don’t…

The Good Old Days Wyn Jones

What does it sound like to move .. I mean to move from one location to another? this is a piece I did for the "Rekkerd Music Contest" and the subject is "moving". You see "Ronnie" is moving his family to a new house and he wants his contest…

Instrumental piece I'd like to turn into a full on pyschadelic trip.

I did this "interpretation" of the Fringe tv show's intro theme back in 2010 around the release of the then Cryptic Meadow The Haystack album.

..and for these dear ones, lost and bereaved (...well [well] after the headlines).

lazy as hell

pictureshow room the wind blows chill over harrison hill but that's not what they called it then when you were young with prospects so dim made to ride the fast flyer down steep steep streets were you left to sink or swim your eyes glow moon…