Well the new women in Regs life became the keeper and his wife and they lived happily ever after...well up to now anyway...Reg can never seem to keep the pessimistic thoughts totally at bay but he was trying...He felt reborn on the birth of his…

Reg is contemplating his future and how to change................So he got the acoustic out and perused the idea..... The Hurricane (Lyrics) I stand in the window looking back at me trying to understand where i got it wrong how my life could…

song by Neal Hefti Project Wakerobin is: Kevin Gerzevitz - Hammond Organ Jason Stewart - Guitar Marc Carmi Smith - Drums

Experimental synth madness

Testing out some compressors and effects chains while losing my mind and having fun with my synth guitar and minimoog vsti. Happy new years!

Found a interesting sounding indian instrument via the computer world and strummed out chords on my lil midi guitar. Added some percussion, strings and a flute.

billy boy where did you go sittin in a pile of snow come on down its gettin cold for the time is getting old well we made our way to the old wigwam frozen lake and wind was calm standing bow did strike a deer to feed the tribe…

eyes all around thought surveillance, the fighting on the ground dont abuse the diguise the one they made, should never be altered now we fear , the words we say, descent in the shadows we must hide to survive the thought police their searching…

acoustic dribble about Southlake in the suburbs of Fort Worth