Reg has been sitting in the cellar reading some old notebooks and he has decided it's time to air some of his secret stash of poetry. He knows the word poetry can turn an audience of quicker than a desperate man turns a women off but he is prepared…
Well Elvis couldn't just sit still watching Fredrico and the others having such a good time Jamming, he got up and joined in........i mean the party has only just started...................
She was my Princess, Queen of my highway
She was…
Ok, I can already tell that this is going to have a tragic ending...
Whatever you do, DO NOT allow any females into that basement at this point. Desirea especially!
Reg has finally brought Bon round and he wants to get straight up and sing............Reg cant stop him ...Well, who can stop a man who's been on the shine... the only problem is that he is blind and he couldn't see the controls on the amp…
Reg was just tootling about with the piano and he got possessed by someone and just couldn't stop. He's thinking it must have been the Devil himself because he just couldn't stop......or maybe it was the Moonshine........
Frederico our Spanish friend is training to be a Matador and he was finding the going a little hard. So he came down the cellar to drink a little moonshine and play a little Blues and let those bad feelings go.............
Well Elvis couldn't just sit still watching Fredrico and the others having such a good time Jamming, he got up and joined in........i mean the party has only just started...................
She was my Princess, Queen of my highway
She was…
Reg has finally brought Bon round and he wants to get straight up and sing............Reg cant stop him ...Well, who can stop a man who's been on the shine... the only problem is that he is blind and he couldn't see the controls on the amp…
Well Elvis couldn't just sit still watching Fredrico and the others having such a good time Jamming, he got up and joined in........i mean the party has only just started...................
She was my Princess, Queen of my highway
She was…
Frederico our Spanish friend is training to be a Matador and he was finding the going a little hard. So he came down the cellar to drink a little moonshine and play a little Blues and let those bad feelings go.............
Well Elvis couldn't just sit still watching Fredrico and the others having such a good time Jamming, he got up and joined in........i mean the party has only just started...................
She was my Princess, Queen of my highway
She was…
Well Elvis couldn't just sit still watching Fredrico and the others having such a good time Jamming, he got up and joined in........i mean the party has only just started...................
She was my Princess, Queen of my highway
She was…
And what a damn party this is shaping up to be.....you must have tiger blood in your veins Reg....I can't process this with a normal brain.......superb man, win..........bi-winning
Reg was just tootling about with the piano and he got possessed by someone and just couldn't stop. He's thinking it must have been the Devil himself because he just couldn't stop......or maybe it was the Moonshine........
Frederico our Spanish friend is training to be a Matador and he was finding the going a little hard. So he came down the cellar to drink a little moonshine and play a little Blues and let those bad feelings go.............
bulls horns in the bottom...........hahahahaha...........you play to a click track, of do you just have natural perfect timing, because this is wicked in the head bobbing regard........wicked. You know what would sound good over this groove, a trumpet line.
Reg was just tootling about with the piano and he got possessed by someone and just couldn't stop. He's thinking it must have been the Devil himself because he just couldn't stop......or maybe it was the Moonshine........
Yeahhhhhh baby, thats how it sounds, hell as a dark, smokey, bar in NYC, red lights over the bar, everybody drunk out of their minds, ant this piano song going down over in the corner....
Louis was back in the cellar last night and he was telling Reg how Blue he was and they got to jamming...............This morning i arrived at the cellar to find Bon was passed out in the corner....Dave was right with his guess....He could never…
Reg was just tootling about with the piano and he got possessed by someone and just couldn't stop. He's thinking it must have been the Devil himself because he just couldn't stop......or maybe it was the Moonshine........
Reg was just tootling about with the piano and he got possessed by someone and just couldn't stop. He's thinking it must have been the Devil himself because he just couldn't stop......or maybe it was the Moonshine........
Louis was back in the cellar last night and he was telling Reg how Blue he was and they got to jamming...............This morning i arrived at the cellar to find Bon was passed out in the corner....Dave was right with his guess....He could never…
Louis was back in the cellar last night and he was telling Reg how Blue he was and they got to jamming...............This morning i arrived at the cellar to find Bon was passed out in the corner....Dave was right with his guess....He could never…
@ Dave:
Why, Louie Armstrong, of course!
@ Reg:
I don't know brother - your basement is beginning to sound like the bar in Kubrick's "The Shining". I'm beginning to worry about you.
Reg has finally brought Bon round and he wants to get straight up and sing............Reg cant stop him ...Well, who can stop a man who's been on the shine... the only problem is that he is blind and he couldn't see the controls on the amp…
Familiar scent of basil wilting on the sill.
Catalogs. Shopping lists. An empty pepper mill.
Weathered collar. Faded tag. You never could let go.
Untouched pen. Empty page. I guess we'll never know.
No, I'm not the lucky one whose voice…
So my wife hosts a YouTube channel called Coffee with Crones. 3 witches regularly meet to discuss witchy things and have a huge following around the world. She found out that royalties were taken from her for using other people's copywriter music…
**Song-writing Demo for FAWM 2025**
Song number 01
Written Saturday-Sunday 1st-2nd February 2025
Written 1st-2nd Feb
Demo recorded 2nd Feb
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I wasn't gonna do this FAWM thing this year, but they sent me an email...
And then I wrote…
Song 9# for my 2025 RPM Challenge. The finishing line is near. I wrote this song last night - it emerged out of the burning heart ache I've experienced since the death of my beloved 13 year old dog Maxwell (died last May) - my love for him is…
Sometimes writing a song is the very best and only thing you can do....
Cold Winter Moon
Oh cold winter moon
And the wind that blows
Bring me a change
For my weary soul
Take away this longing
That fills my heart
Something is over…
My words, ai demo.
Your clothes are in the wardrobe
And your books are on the shelf
I wander from room to room
Talking quietly to myself
How can I see my future
When you’re standing in the way?
Every morning I wake up, I’m in
Tomorrow…
Guitars/Mandolin: Doug Sparling
Composer: Traditional
Recorded: 2005
A couple of nice reels played on guitar, the first is The Cup of Tea, can't remember the name of the second one. Unfortunately my midi flute scratch track got added in the mix…
(Song 4)
Hair net tossed on the table
Name tag still pinned to my shirt
Work boots wait on the front step
but they might walk out on me too
I've got no one left to care for
No one left to hear my prayer
Talking to the kitchen window…
this is all chris. except i went the route of playing synthesized drums, which was a gas. at one time i couldn't stand the sound of them. but i knew they would fit his song. i think this is a very interesting journey.
A strange beast that began back in 2021 as a chord progression that didn't go anywhere. I finally knuckled down and finished it. It has a somewhat awkward transition from verse to chorus, but when I tried shifting either to accommodate the other…
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
Well done!
Ok, I can already tell that this is going to have a tragic ending... Whatever you do, DO NOT allow any females into that basement at this point. Desirea especially!
'riding the moonshine stake':) Nailed it!
Agree with Dave...drunk out of my mind at a dusty bar in Memphis...ace!!
Wow i dig the vox man!
Wow ummm yeah this is outstanding!! !
You must be crazy. But I like that! ;)
Funny piece. :)
Very nice! I jammed over all the way...!
Very very cool regs!!!
And what a damn party this is shaping up to be.....you must have tiger blood in your veins Reg....I can't process this with a normal brain.......superb man, win..........bi-winning
Awesome!
bulls horns in the bottom...........hahahahaha...........you play to a click track, of do you just have natural perfect timing, because this is wicked in the head bobbing regard........wicked. You know what would sound good over this groove, a trumpet line.
Yeahhhhhh baby, thats how it sounds, hell as a dark, smokey, bar in NYC, red lights over the bar, everybody drunk out of their minds, ant this piano song going down over in the corner....
Great idea here - love the music and vocals. Sounds like it may have been a throat-shredder - hope you kept a glass of water handy while singing!
That's some nice honky-tonk piano & cool vox, Reg!
Technically speaking, it would no longer be Hell with you at the piano, Reg.
Louis is your half brother from the 3rd inserted mind:)...awesome!
@ Dave: Why, Louie Armstrong, of course! @ Reg: I don't know brother - your basement is beginning to sound like the bar in Kubrick's "The Shining". I'm beginning to worry about you.
sweet harpsichord!
Comments made by thetworegs
Loving it
Why is the pepper mill always empty? On another note lovely sad song emotion filled vocal with great lyrics
I think this will do the job it certainly casts a spell
Laid back and lovely…
That bass is shaking the car down and dirty
Another year older waiting for your FAWN 26 submission
Poor old Maxwell at least he was loved
I’m liking the piano sounds like a real one rather than midi but I’m probably wrong
Got a great 80’s vibe going with that synth
The UK stops on 2 inches of snow good luck with the next 3 months were hoping not to drown in all this rain
A beautiful song beautifully sung
Great vocal
smooth as butter
Excellent
Smooth excellence vocal and backer
Slick recording
nice string work
excellent productions and vocal great lyrics "Talking to the kitchen window Like someone out there still cares"
they work treat it sounds like you both had a blast
That was a ride