jim was getting moping about the cellar, he was bored, i mean he must have been down here in the cellar now for nearly 40 years...him and Louis used to rip the place up every night, something terrible. But lately he had been a bit down and not…
Reg was at the weekly AA meeting at the old school and the group asked Reg if there was anything he would like to share....so Reg decided to share this ........
A spectacular vox Reg, although I confess I can no longer tell when you are copping an accent - I suspect you have many convincing voices.
Poor big-hearted monkey. You are going to miss him. But at least he's off of your back, if I'm hearing this parable correctly.
Reg is trying to find escape from all the bad news surrounding him, his age, his life, the world as a whole, He needs to escape he can not do anything to help the suffering people of the world apart from maybe send money, he can't change this…
Poor old Reg he cant figure it out!! ........ since he's been listening to his self help tapes to stop drinking he has never got any money and he just doesn't understand it, he keeps working coming home relaxing to the tape........... then when…
Reg went to a funeral of an old friend the other day. He then went for a drink in the cellar and got chatting with Vincent Price and Elvis about life being just a game that you couldn't win no matter how well you played . Reg started jamming over…
Reg was at the weekly AA meeting at the old school and the group asked Reg if there was anything he would like to share....so Reg decided to share this ........
Reg was at the weekly AA meeting at the old school and the group asked Reg if there was anything he would like to share....so Reg decided to share this ........
Poor old Reg he cant figure it out!! ........ since he's been listening to his self help tapes to stop drinking he has never got any money and he just doesn't understand it, he keeps working coming home relaxing to the tape........... then when…
With all the highs in Regs life, it had to equal out and Reg has dropped like a stone ........he's broken.........he's had a breakdown.....Well let's face it. It had to happen he was just pushing himself too much. Hopefully he can carry on the…
Reg was surfing the web looking for some entertainment and it was on ebay he saw an advertisement offering a free DVD of an Elvis impersonator When he received it the film was of a chap dressed as Elvis in a bright red jump suit and sunglasses…
Poor old Reg he cant figure it out!! ........ since he's been listening to his self help tapes to stop drinking he has never got any money and he just doesn't understand it, he keeps working coming home relaxing to the tape........... then when…
Poor old Reg he cant figure it out!! ........ since he's been listening to his self help tapes to stop drinking he has never got any money and he just doesn't understand it, he keeps working coming home relaxing to the tape........... then when…
Poor old Reg he cant figure it out!! ........ since he's been listening to his self help tapes to stop drinking he has never got any money and he just doesn't understand it, he keeps working coming home relaxing to the tape........... then when…
It's a curious thing. I guess that I like this song... I've started to listen to it several times and I have apparently "faved" it, but I can't remember listening to it for the life of me...
Poor old Reg he cant figure it out!! ........ since he's been listening to his self help tapes to stop drinking he has never got any money and he just doesn't understand it, he keeps working coming home relaxing to the tape........... then when…
Reg had some dodgy fish and entered the arena of the unwell which is why he has not been seen for a few days now. He has been to that place where the mind takes you, where you are in the arena of dream because the mind will not let you sleep…
Reg went to a funeral of an old friend the other day. He then went for a drink in the cellar and got chatting with Vincent Price and Elvis about life being just a game that you couldn't win no matter how well you played . Reg started jamming over…
Reg has been reading the papers this afternoon and his a little worried about the big wide world so he's gone down cellar to have a chat with Elvis and between the two of them they came up with this little number......It's what they had to do…
---We have not noticed how they began the war against all, against friends, against neighbors, against themselves. So what do we do to keep the big wide world? Really just do not say goodbye?---
.......if there not the one,should you keep looking, if so for how long...........well Reg threw Henwrench's music into the cellar and what bounced out was a song he wasn't suspecting....
Love me tender
I've been alone now seems to long…
Reg went to a funeral of an old friend the other day. He then went for a drink in the cellar and got chatting with Vincent Price and Elvis about life being just a game that you couldn't win no matter how well you played . Reg started jamming over…
Last-n-found from the “Long Farewells” recording session. Recorded live, one-by-one, in one of endless winter evening.
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http://adneonlux.bandcamp.com/album/long-farewells
I think I've done the West street wobble at least a couple of times ....it's got to be timefor another go sooner rather than later......wwwwwoooobbble on!!
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
I love those vocals. Elvis is alive! ;)
A spectacular vox Reg, although I confess I can no longer tell when you are copping an accent - I suspect you have many convincing voices. Poor big-hearted monkey. You are going to miss him. But at least he's off of your back, if I'm hearing this parable correctly.
"tears jerking down his face" ^ love that line.... GReat track, Regs!
Nice one regs..!
Good jam. I really love the running bass. Poor old Mary. ;(
I;m hooked on this'n Reg! Damn Dude, this is awesome.... LG
I think I knew him....or maybe it was me.
I don't understand a word, but it sounds great! :)
i woke up with drewl on my shirt
Seriously love this track
Fantastic Reg
hehe! excellent!
HA, Norms on the money, Excellent. I feel great now, and somehow indebted to you.
It's a curious thing. I guess that I like this song... I've started to listen to it several times and I have apparently "faved" it, but I can't remember listening to it for the life of me...
~Thou don't feel anything, don't feel, don't ... And then thou wake up - and ...!~
~on the day Reg was born, Elvis was out catching an enormous uncatchable fish, using his wedding ring as bait~
~Fifteen men on a dead man's chest~
---We have not noticed how they began the war against all, against friends, against neighbors, against themselves. So what do we do to keep the big wide world? Really just do not say goodbye?---
very distinctive voice very nice
about as cool as it gets. frickin wicked!
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Nothing to be sorry about Chris .....excellent instrumentation ....
I think this is a wish I was there moment......
I think I've done the West street wobble at least a couple of times ....it's got to be timefor another go sooner rather than later......wwwwwoooobbble on!!
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!!
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