They were all in the cellar and Louis heard this great tune by the Farfetched Tangmo Band and had to recite this story he had heard of Jack and Jill... so here it is.............
Oh Lawd. Jack needs smack, I'm thinking. Reg, I didn't understand all the words, but you nailed it as a ballad. Surreal, my friend. You done good. Spell Tangmo right, next time though. ;)
Reg was talking to Elvis about Frank and he told him something he didn't know.you can have it all then at the end not remember it which is what happened to Frank the grind ground him down a sad ending for a great man......Dementia is a cruel end…
Good one gents!
Er, Reg, do you need a bigger cellar?
Here's my talley of who's down there already with the Regs Deuce:
Elvis
Frederico
Louie Armstrong
Bon Scott
Frank Sinatra
Jim Morrison
and perhaps Satan.
Reg's friend, Austin has a crush on this girl Louise who is way out of his reach. He is trying to pluck up the courage to tell her how he feels about her. He writes poetry about her. He goes to the bar where she works so he can see her communicate…
Reg's friend, Austin has a crush on this girl Louise who is way out of his reach. He is trying to pluck up the courage to tell her how he feels about her. He writes poetry about her. He goes to the bar where she works so he can see her communicate…
Reg's friend, Austin has a crush on this girl Louise who is way out of his reach. He is trying to pluck up the courage to tell her how he feels about her. He writes poetry about her. He goes to the bar where she works so he can see her communicate…
Reg was talking to Elvis about Frank and he told him something he didn't know.you can have it all then at the end not remember it which is what happened to Frank the grind ground him down a sad ending for a great man......Dementia is a cruel end…
Reg was talking to Elvis about Frank and he told him something he didn't know.you can have it all then at the end not remember it which is what happened to Frank the grind ground him down a sad ending for a great man......Dementia is a cruel end…
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…
It is the performance that is like a crisp break off the edge or reality what ever that is. Happenstance of a poets poem *smiles with the poem* buzzards morn in crazy lights that break in warm shivers of muse-its that thinks the round world is solid>>> stillness animated in a loudness of soft worms suffering from guiltless pleasures>>>hardly
Reg was talking to Elvis about Frank and he told him something he didn't know.you can have it all then at the end not remember it which is what happened to Frank the grind ground him down a sad ending for a great man......Dementia is a cruel end…
Reg was talking to Elvis about Frank and he told him something he didn't know.you can have it all then at the end not remember it which is what happened to Frank the grind ground him down a sad ending for a great man......Dementia is a cruel end…
Reg was talking to Elvis about Frank and he told him something he didn't know.you can have it all then at the end not remember it which is what happened to Frank the grind ground him down a sad ending for a great man......Dementia is a cruel end…
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…
Who should come down the cellar to see Elvis but Bon Scott. Reg got on with him like a house on fire, i mean they have a lot in common. Reg told him all about his new love. S o they decided to jam and this is what they came up with…
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…
my goodness - you've been pouring out music and stories - I can't keep up - I surrender the title of the most prolific composer ever to Reg :-)
Man - how did you get the Louis Armstrong voice - oh wow.....
And the rock opera people are right - think Rocky Horror Picture Show - if you could get together a script and a vision and sell it you could be set for life. There is no question about you having the talent to pull it off.
Who should come down the cellar to see Elvis but Bon Scott. Reg got on with him like a house on fire, i mean they have a lot in common. Reg told him all about his new love. S o they decided to jam and this is what they came up with…
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…
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…
No black no white
No dark no light
No big no small
You want it all
You go so far, you leave behind
The things you like, you’ll miss them all
On moving sands, you don’t sink
You fly so high, we’re you gonna land?
Everything, everything that…
This is one of those happy accidents that pop out from time to time - with this one, I feel less is more, although a little re-mastering might not be a bad idea....
This started as a simple piano piece from Osckilo, I took that as a beginning point and added the rest (synth, guitar, drums from Boss microBR), turning it into a prog-rock instrumental.
Aarrhhh ye scurvy sons (and daughters) of sea-rats, the pesky pluckers have been at it again.
Pin back yer lug-holes or it's the plank ye'll be hoping for!
This one has been sitting around for a while but I feel it's the best or most interesting of my most recent posts. The inspiration came from listening to an old CD I have of a great band from the 90's. If anybody can name the band that I gained…
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Oh Lawd. Jack needs smack, I'm thinking. Reg, I didn't understand all the words, but you nailed it as a ballad. Surreal, my friend. You done good. Spell Tangmo right, next time though. ;)
Good one gents! Er, Reg, do you need a bigger cellar? Here's my talley of who's down there already with the Regs Deuce: Elvis Frederico Louie Armstrong Bon Scott Frank Sinatra Jim Morrison and perhaps Satan.
Reg, show Austin a few of your dance moves and help him write a love song to her. That will do the trick.
Ah, damn ... I was logged out again. ;)
I don't know why ... I'm not usually into this experimental, minimalistic stuff, but I love yours.
This is some bad ass tune fellas. Super collab.
Very cool Reg! I like this one a lot!
It is the performance that is like a crisp break off the edge or reality what ever that is. Happenstance of a poets poem *smiles with the poem* buzzards morn in crazy lights that break in warm shivers of muse-its that thinks the round world is solid>>> stillness animated in a loudness of soft worms suffering from guiltless pleasures>>>hardly
UN-freaking-believable.....damn guys. damn.....i'll say it again.....damn.
this is freaking incredible.
Yeah, very nice.
Haven't heard your voice in this way before! Brilliant performance! Btw, thanks for your comment, I appreciate it!
Love the intimate vocal and the sparkly piano. Just gorgeous.
Obviously brilliant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There aren't enough boxes to tick. YES!!
really cool piece, i like the sitar sounds and the screams, and of course the poetry. great, man.
very cool,, love the raspy/rough/distorted voice,, it's sort of how i feel right now
my goodness - you've been pouring out music and stories - I can't keep up - I surrender the title of the most prolific composer ever to Reg :-) Man - how did you get the Louis Armstrong voice - oh wow..... And the rock opera people are right - think Rocky Horror Picture Show - if you could get together a script and a vision and sell it you could be set for life. There is no question about you having the talent to pull it off.
Nice rock caterwaul!
"The truth is a can of worms, squirming with regret" fab stuff. This is like a sober acid trip.
Dear lord I love the way this sounds.......
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love it
Yeh! no problem lay the blues on me Reg
I NO LONGER HAVE THE HUMP!!! THANK YOU
Gobble, Gobble, Gobble. BURP!!!!!!
like it!!!!!
i'm a fan, lovely voice
I sometimes hear voices echoe from the edge to, thanks for the enthusiasm
Brill!!!! It shivers me timbers
it tells a story i like it