I've been messing and listening to a lot of Tom Waites i suppose his influence has rubbed of a bit ...well a little anyway...........
I want the love (Lyrics)
Crawling in the gutter trying to stand with phone
To tell you that I love you…
I've been messing and listening to a lot of Tom Waites i suppose his influence has rubbed of a bit ...well a little anyway...........
I want the love (Lyrics)
Crawling in the gutter trying to stand with phone
To tell you that I love you…
I've been messing and listening to a lot of Tom Waites i suppose his influence has rubbed of a bit ...well a little anyway...........
I want the love (Lyrics)
Crawling in the gutter trying to stand with phone
To tell you that I love you…
The poor Mother what she has to put up with.......
The no good son (Lyrics)
The sandman woke him and told him it was time to leave
That the sticks and stones that they threw at him had beat the word to the breeze
They would all know that…
The poor Mother what she has to put up with.......
The no good son (Lyrics)
The sandman woke him and told him it was time to leave
That the sticks and stones that they threw at him had beat the word to the breeze
They would all know that…
Chris Vaisvil sent me over some guitar to see what i could come up with…he also sent it to Phantasm777 to see what he could come up with on the drums and i might add has done a striling job with them….Chris then mixed it and sent it to me for…
Chris Vaisvil sent me over some guitar to see what i could come up with…he also sent it to Phantasm777 to see what he could come up with on the drums and i might add has done a striling job with them….Chris then mixed it and sent it to me for…
Chris Vaisvil sent me over some guitar to see what i could come up with…he also sent it to Phantasm777 to see what he could come up with on the drums and i might add has done a striling job with them….Chris then mixed it and sent it to me for…
One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back……………………
He wants to fly (Lyrics)
The nights memories
Fade when he lies
Looking up to a polka dotted sky
Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…
One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back……………………
He wants to fly (Lyrics)
The nights memories
Fade when he lies
Looking up to a polka dotted sky
Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…
He said to himself: "I will not want to fly"
He kept saying: "'cause I do not want to!"
Wax dripped and dripped, tears ...
No one wanted to fall down,
But too late: you took off already.
"Higher!", as they said.
One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back……………………
He wants to fly (Lyrics)
The nights memories
Fade when he lies
Looking up to a polka dotted sky
Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…
One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back……………………
He wants to fly (Lyrics)
The nights memories
Fade when he lies
Looking up to a polka dotted sky
Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…
I've been messing and listening to a lot of Tom Waites i suppose his influence has rubbed of a bit ...well a little anyway...........
I want the love (Lyrics)
Crawling in the gutter trying to stand with phone
To tell you that I love you…
Chris Vaisvil sent me over some guitar to see what i could come up with…he also sent it to Phantasm777 to see what he could come up with on the drums and i might add has done a striling job with them….Chris then mixed it and sent it to me for…
Well i got the £16 special out and Bon came down the cellar for a visit last night it was a shame Angus didn't as the lead is a bit limp but hey!! were trying down here.......now with some finger drums.......
Helter Skelter (Lyrics)
i ain’t…
Digging in the Dirt Cover
Uploaded Nov 7, 2012
The Two Regs vocals
frank drums
Chris guitar and bass
We cover Peter Gabriel’s Digging in the Dirt from his album Us.
No one grumbles in the pine woods
No one cries when morning comes
See the stars fade into daylight
See the footprints in the snow
My god could it be more certain?
My god could I take the wheel for now?
Ice made still the rushing waters…
It’s nice having our original lead guitarist back for a visit….special thank-you to Keith for his work on Matt’s song.
Lyrics…..
Hey you, little man inside a choo-choo
You do it differently than I do.
Hey man, I hear you’re on a big-plan…
This is from Dylan's album Oh Mercy. In spite of an intention to stop posting covers of songs and work on something angry and new, I got to the end of this without messing up the piano and only barely mangling the lyrics, I got too excited and…
As the top of Goat Fell touched by frost, the sounds melt into the distance —
those that once called us,
and those that still remain.
//
Happy New Year, everyone!
On that morn
She could hear the mist on the mountain
And the sound of a robin's wing
Hear the snowflakes hit the frozen ground
And hear the sunrise sing
All those beautiful sounds were oh so lame
Compared to the sound of his name
Love immeasurable;…
Written for an upcoming Blues competition as one of several songs being considered for the contest. I sprung this on my friend Chris, without warning last night and pushed the record button.
_________________________________________
She starts…
Still learning the keys.
This will be the last cover for some long while. It just seemed like something fun to practice on since everything that appears in my head is usually slow and sad. Now I can practice on something fast and sad!
I…
It was a few strange April days in our little town of Bad Münder. The sky was low and completely filled (with clouds?), and a yellowish light spread as if from below, and from everywhere. Irene had said at the time that it must have been the wind…
The last couple of years have been soaked in sadness, numbness and loss, and it's not something I've tried to hide, even when making music. But I've come to realize that it's my own responsibility to lay forth the effort to find new happiness…
Yes…we’re TRYING to do an AC~DC thing here.
The song was written by our lovable drummer Matt, but we all had fun working on it. (The Angus-style guitar lick was mine.)
As always, the song is introduced to the band, kicked around and recorded…
I've been told to keep going. This might be a challenging part of the journey, but a beautiful horizon is just around the corner. I'll stick to that.
(written for BC)
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
Nice one Reg,dig the video your looking very haloweenish ha ha!
I cant for the life of me figure how to put the video with this song so here it is ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hDFUr3TZ5M&feature=youtu.be
love it
Great song. Most likely unintentional, but it reminds me a bit of early Springsteen.
Nice piano and as always top vocals.
Rockin' that cowbell yawl.
This is a dirty good collab! Has early 70's Alice Cooper, Thin Lizzy vibe.
Enjoyed.
Nice keys mate
He said to himself: "I will not want to fly" He kept saying: "'cause I do not want to!" Wax dripped and dripped, tears ... No one wanted to fall down, But too late: you took off already. "Higher!", as they said.
:)
Love Tom Waits...great tribute, nice job
Keyboards and gritty voice - wonderful combination.......
brilliant :)
Thanks everyone!
Kicks ass! w;-)
Although not a huge Waites fan, love the lyrics in this song, Joe Bonamassa's version is just full of guitar goodies. Great job.
Another great cover mate.
Really cool vocals mate great cover
That vocals a killer!
Comments made by thetworegs
Nice!
That was a surprise I thought that’s live then remembered I wasn’t there … 😂the good times at AT
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Excellent
Nicely done
love it! ...Happy New year
Excellent track Happy new year 🥳
Happy new year 🥳
Excellent vocal as always Pru
it gets my vote
those keys are coming along i enjoyed your version
Delicious fuzz
Yeah!
Powerful riffage
It’s getting cold here it’s time to come in and listen to Igor again it’s been a while
Hope things turn around sooner than later
love it reminds me of an early & the mothers excellent
Goodbye Ozzy
Love the Bon Scott duo vocal
That’s a great groove