Reg has decided that he doesn't want hurting again so he has decided to be up front about what he wants.................. Love me for who I am........
Love me, Love me, for who I am
Love me, take me for what I am…
Jeeze guys, what incredible lyrics. In between all the fun and goofing going on down in that cellar of yours, there is some damn fine songs being created out of the shadows and dirt of the cellar floor. This one is brilliant, good Reg sirs, brilliant I say.
A lot of different types of people get down the cellar since Elvis moved in and Reg has been taking notice.........
A BLUE BLOODED JUNKIE
................................................
A Blue blooded junkie has the time of his life…
WOW,,,,,for some reason this made me think of poor old Eric Clapton, in the early 70's, living in his big estate, stoned out on junk......you got EC down there with Elvis now. You are going to have quite a band, Elvis on vocals, Clapton on guitar, who else is down there?
A lot of different types of people get down the cellar since Elvis moved in and Reg has been taking notice.........
A BLUE BLOODED JUNKIE
................................................
A Blue blooded junkie has the time of his life…
Reg has decided that he doesn't want hurting again so he has decided to be up front about what he wants.................. Love me for who I am........
Love me, Love me, for who I am
Love me, take me for what I am…
Reg has decided that he doesn't want hurting again so he has decided to be up front about what he wants.................. Love me for who I am........
Love me, Love me, for who I am
Love me, take me for what I am…
This one is more of a reading set to music of part of a piece i wrote about a place i used to live. We used to walk most days down into the valley and i long to be back there, hopefully one day i will ...
There are a few fluffs in the reading…
Dry lines of newspaper reports that day, including:
Desirae Loy, also known as *Johnny's Girl*, said: I swear he don't trust me no more that or he is realy *jelouse*
Assured of that morning has already come, the person, hardly having risen, has approached to a window. "Here you are, my old friend Madness" - he thought, and stepped forward. The wall did not succumb, though. The windows were not.
~no way out~
the music adds a dimension to the reading that is very powerful,,, it's neat the way they balance together so well, neither over powering or detracting from the other,, this is sort of like a collage of sound,, well done
This is a bootleg tape of Reg's last music therapy session from when he was in prison prior to his release. It was acquired from his psychiatrist for fee......................
This is a bootleg tape of Reg's last music therapy session from when he was in prison prior to his release. It was acquired from his psychiatrist for fee......................
This is a bootleg tape of Reg's last music therapy session from when he was in prison prior to his release. It was acquired from his psychiatrist for fee......................
The path to liberation - is a fraud, and he, of course, well aware of this when paying for the record [that you could get for free]. in fact, that money was for...
i can hear the digits in your digital audio
i feel the need to fidget with my mouse and my moby
i’m listless as i listen to prestigious presentations
of manipulated data and prestidigitation
i type unlisted numbers into my communicator
i'm dubious…
MAN THAT I AM - Key Dm
Dm
Train pulls out the station and the shades are all drawn
Cold steel bites my ankles and I am on my way home
G
I would jump out of that window. Risk a bullet in my back
Dm
But I'm shackled to a bunk…
We've all met them! Haha. Got a bit of a rocky head on doing this.
"I ain't gonna love her like I said I would, coz my friends were all quite right - she's no good."
I heard Jimi Jamin for the first time the other day after M.T.C commented on it with ".yep....this jim is jammin today" and it got me thinking about Jim when he's jamming and his inspirations i may be well of the mark but hey! were trying…
Instrumental Acoustic Guitar.
Written in 2010 for the wedding of a very good friend of mine, Jason. It was the processional, playing while the wedding crew walked down the aisle. Played it with montgomeru (who also wrote the recessional…
i can hear the digits in your digital audio
i feel the need to fidget with my mouse and my moby
i’m listless as i listen to prestigious presentations
of manipulated data and prestidigitation
i type unlisted numbers into my communicator
i'm dubious…
language and communication
john lydon told me
the written word is a lie
so likewise
the recorded sung or spoken word say i
on the table
there sat a cat or a telephone
-what shape was the table?
-what was the name of the cat…
a shrill shit
a shrill shit shatters the moonlit midnight air
despair distorts the dreamy darkness
twists its fluid form into a gloomy dankness
looming like malignant vapours
over stagnant pools
you are surrounded by fools
grounded by…
timothy and the tramp
as timothy walked past marks and spencer’s
the muttering tramp stood up and looked him
squarely in the eye and said:-
i have seen the great
bear
crouching on his haunches
in his cavernous mountain lair
and…
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Jeeze guys, what incredible lyrics. In between all the fun and goofing going on down in that cellar of yours, there is some damn fine songs being created out of the shadows and dirt of the cellar floor. This one is brilliant, good Reg sirs, brilliant I say.
WOW,,,,,for some reason this made me think of poor old Eric Clapton, in the early 70's, living in his big estate, stoned out on junk......you got EC down there with Elvis now. You are going to have quite a band, Elvis on vocals, Clapton on guitar, who else is down there?
ahahhahaha too funny LOL :) blue pills red pills: goldish green bills lost in the mills at time... stuck in a hole falling ever so
Loven this: the piano is great. I think I have done similar at times on the piano just no lyrics.
Well, Reg gets my vote for being up front about it!
And the moral of that is, faced with separation, handle it well.
Very, very clever. I love the way you almost ssspat the words out.
This is great Reg!
Gotta say this is like reading a book with sound effects , i like it lots , production is ace , must check out more
Dry lines of newspaper reports that day, including: Desirae Loy, also known as *Johnny's Girl*, said: I swear he don't trust me no more that or he is realy *jelouse*
Poor Johnny! That woman wasn't worth it
very cool!
Assured of that morning has already come, the person, hardly having risen, has approached to a window. "Here you are, my old friend Madness" - he thought, and stepped forward. The wall did not succumb, though. The windows were not. ~no way out~
the music adds a dimension to the reading that is very powerful,,, it's neat the way they balance together so well, neither over powering or detracting from the other,, this is sort of like a collage of sound,, well done
nice work Reg!
I agree with Norm - there is a lot coming down.
like this one mate, made us smile :)
I've a suggestion for where that last bullet should go. Calamitous and yearning musical background well done.
Yep, keeps me sane too.
The path to liberation - is a fraud, and he, of course, well aware of this when paying for the record [that you could get for free]. in fact, that money was for...
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Wonderfully worded slugg..........
Brilliant.....
great performance.........
Jamming guitar Kirk........
Dog gone good........
Nice vibe.......
Now dats the ding D dog..........
Rocking.......
Hauntingly lovely......
excellent......
Well OK then...........
LOVE IT.......
Stoogytastic!!!!
A wonderful piece......
Excellent my fave of fave's this time round.......
I have secret but I lie about my past........
Loving the reggae beat....
He must be right..Never argue with a man with his life in a Tescos bag..........
Excellent....
it certainly was.......