Another for the RPM Reg got to thinking again ......
Shes a shaker
She’s a movie star
Blue eyes black skin like coal tar
Shes a vision on the big screen
She is everybodys movie queen
Made up on a keyboard
Chalked out on a blackboard…
Another for the RPM Challenge ...Reg woke up feeling a little pessimistic and started to ask himself the big question...
What does it all mean
The preacher spent his life building churches out of stone
Making money to…
Sometimes Reg gets a little TOO pessimistic to leave me feeling comfortable... but I love where here was going on this one. Hopefully someone bought him a beer or a bar of chocolate after this one.
Sometimes songwriting is easy sometimes its just all noise…..
Sometimes its just all noise
I’ve got this pocket book with a story of my world
With Words misspelt
words misunderstood and
Rhymes that will not work
Chords to a theory…
Reg Rotton and Kari (Redlar) live in the cellar
Aint got nothing but love and that won’t do w/ Kari
Can’t work
Can’t eat
Can’t sleep
Living life on a slag heap
Their Ain’t nothing I can do
I’m out of work and I’ve got no dough
Got…
Reg has lost Rita and its threw him so hard he fell of the wagon ....
Rita
I’m feel completly unknown
I don’t know myself no more
The vision of myself is confusing
I don’t know who I am any more
I’ve been shook…
Has Reg found the one ?...
Something special
You got that something
Your eyes, they say it all
I can see theres something special about you
I know its true
Theres something special about you
All though we’ve only just met…
Sometimes songwriting is easy sometimes its just all noise…..
Sometimes its just all noise
I’ve got this pocket book with a story of my world
With Words misspelt
words misunderstood and
Rhymes that will not work
Chords to a theory…
Another for the RPM challenge ....this time Reg has a new love and it's going so well he's started to think a little too well and something is bound to go wrong with it ..........
sometimes
Can’t see the sunset for the rain…
Sometimes songwriting is easy sometimes its just all noise…..
Sometimes its just all noise
I’ve got this pocket book with a story of my world
With Words misspelt
words misunderstood and
Rhymes that will not work
Chords to a theory…
Another for the RPM Challenge ...... Reg got broke by three little words
Three little words
She said
I love you
but she lied to me
She told me I was hers
till the end
Those three little words made me lose my way…
Another for the RPM Challenge ....when will this bloody rain stop want to see the sun again....is it still up there?
Rain
Seeing the Sunrise in the morning
Then life wouldn’t be too bad
with this rain pouring down…
Another for the RPM Challenge ...... Reg got broke by three little words
Three little words
She said
I love you
but she lied to me
She told me I was hers
till the end
Those three little words made me lose my way…
Another for the RPM Challenge ...... Reg got broke by three little words
Three little words
She said
I love you
but she lied to me
She told me I was hers
till the end
Those three little words made me lose my way…
Another for the RPM Challenge ...... Reg got broke by three little words
Three little words
She said
I love you
but she lied to me
She told me I was hers
till the end
Those three little words made me lose my way…
Another for the RPM challenge ....this time Reg has a new love and it's going so well he's started to think a little too well and something is bound to go wrong with it ..........
sometimes
Can’t see the sunset for the rain…
Regs mate Charlie is going through a bad time but he knows the good times are just around the corner....
The good times
Well he’s sat in the bunkhouse
Sitting there thinking about life as its passing him by
He knows…
A little background to Reg ....everyone he meets tells him just to stop and sort himself out ....is it really that easy
DIY
They tell me I’ve got to do it my self
Its just a touch of DiY
To pull my self…
Regs mate Charlie is going through a bad time but he knows the good times are just around the corner....
The good times
Well he’s sat in the bunkhouse
Sitting there thinking about life as its passing him by
He knows…
When you feel you have to tell them Don't keep quiet..........
Keep Quiet
I think I’ve got it
I think I’m begining understand
That I am nothing but an ordinary man
I live
I dream
I try to keep quiet and work…
When you feel you have to tell them Don't keep quiet..........
Keep Quiet
I think I’ve got it
I think I’m begining understand
That I am nothing but an ordinary man
I live
I dream
I try to keep quiet and work…
With JS Tolar, as band Visions Of Nell.
My tribute to Anne Boleyn, the first queen to be publicly executed in England. I used some of the poetry she wrote during her imprisonment in the chorus. An innocent, incomparable woman.
I went over to Reg's place the other day and he sort of scared me. He was out on his deck, pitching butts and spilling gin that he couldn't afford. He was a mess and had a crazed look in his eyes. I could tell he was ruminating again about…
With music written and performed by Soundsmith Kamachi.
It was the last day of RPM and he asked me to write a lullaby for a track called Cornucopia. Very much enjoyed how easily this one flowed. That's my mum, Bee Mathis, adding class to the…
You live on street. Act quickly, without any sense, as the wind that blows where he pleases. Chaos? primitive element? ...stirring the cauldron full of cultures and no-cultures…and the real life begins.
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/For Trevor, from far abroad
You live on street. Act quickly, without any sense, as the wind that blows where he pleases. Chaos? primitive element? ...stirring the cauldron full of cultures and no-cultures…and the real life begins.
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/For Trevor, from far abroad
This is where the dream of free flight lives.
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1) Announcement:
"Engineer M.S. Los invites willing to fly with him on August 18 on the planet Mars to appear for personal talks from 6 to 8 pm Zhdanovskaya Embankment, 11, in the yard…
To listen when timelessness.
~The road to the heights of knowledge is never easy, but it exists~
Also:
"He was asleep when the boy looked in the door in the morning. It was blowing so hard that the drifting-boats would not be going out…
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
Another fine RPM! Mighty fine. Well done :)
Sometimes Reg gets a little TOO pessimistic to leave me feeling comfortable... but I love where here was going on this one. Hopefully someone bought him a beer or a bar of chocolate after this one.
Yep !👍
Loving the punk vibe
So sorry for your loss!!! The lyrics of this song are so very sad
Beautiful.
What an opening track to the album. Awesome.
Very intimate. Love your subtle effect on your vocals. Nice cover artwork too.
Sounds great Trev!👍
Cool. Kind of a Neil Young vibe going on. I like it :-] (maybe a little Bob Dylan on harp in there as well). :-]
Woo! Great pickin', bro.
I like the sound of this one....you have a real polished sound for this track.
Sitting in a hotel room on Reno by my lonesome watching the sun sink low over rush hour traffic. This is the perfect soundtrack.
This one is really nice. That crying harp is a perfect accompaniment.
This is the perfect range for your vocal!
Best wishes for Charlie....great tune.
Great vocal...sounding a bit loose. It's nice.
Cool, keep rolling!
Nice job brother forgot I had a account here
Nice playing and recording!
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The Matador lays his head onto the soft pillow and has the applause of death ringing in his ears as sleep seduces his tired mind......
I love it when you play old Joanne........
Great vocal as ever.....im sure i remember this one.....Who's on guitar that is a beauty of a solo
Nicely done....
What is he building in there???????
Beautiful as always .....good to see back!!
Good one loving the Harp!
For all the plans of mice & men the best plans go array!!
Both of those hit the spot!..
Thank you!
He stooped and then began stirring the cauldron with his wand..............and the magic began
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and a lovely time was had by all....
Let the R's roll......
Norman Stanely Henwrench you have been brought before this court....
Excellent bit Regging!! Now pass it on the left hand side...you bloody hog!!
Whœœøōõòôöówēèêeę love the Whoweee's......
Till the next time....
Rocking Bob......
You can come over to my old address anytime ..........Hee! Hee! Hee!