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…
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…
Perhaps the longest intro in music history but well worth the wait. The actual song is only about 48 seconds long but who can complain with the soothing voice of Mondo leading us in ?????!!!???
A single track of improvised chromatically tuned congas in 7/8, accented with clave, guiro, cajon and quinto.
(For those who may be interested in collaborating on this, the triplet phrasing of this groove may be most easily counted like this…
You don't need apply for the job Norm it's yours....of course.....i threw this in the cellar earlier and a young Johnny Cash went and jumped all over it
A single track of improvised chromatically tuned congas in 7/8, accented with clave, guiro, cajon and quinto.
(For those who may be interested in collaborating on this, the triplet phrasing of this groove may be most easily counted like this…
improvisation with pianoteq and hollywood strings
I am feeling like all of my improvisations sound the same again. I probably need to devote even more time to scoring - and building instruments.
A single track of improvised chromatically tuned congas in 7/8, accented with clave, guiro, cajon and quinto.
(For those who may be interested in collaborating on this, the triplet phrasing of this groove may be most easily counted like this…
Do you see that girl? Do you see that boy?
Walking hand in hand? They're on top of the world.
Can you see that boy? Can you see that girl?
Kissing in the park. They're on top of the world.
I can see that girl. I can see that boy.
Walking…
Lyrics
Take the lift and your half way up....
Reach the top and your half way up...
You didn’t see your rise, and Lost your way.....
Looking down on the world your tears fall...
You Missed the Beauty of the climb.
And now you’re…
For Dave.
Blues Man and Capt'n Beefhearts Long Lost Brother.
Passed away from Cancer on Friday the 4th of March 2011, aged 62.
You Were a Great friend and taught me alot about music and life.
Peace be Upon you Bro....
See you and your…
she will smother you with all her love
take you by the hand and drown you with passion
she could lead the blind astray
and break the will of stronger men than me
she will take your heart
she will take your soul
gently to her you surrender
yielding…
Acoustic tale of revenge. Recorded 2010 on a Boss BR1600CD.
*****
**The Knife - A A J Russe**
A dark and star-less night
Probably driving rain
That's what they think became of me
A foolish walk along the cliff when he was drunk…
This started out as an acoustic piece that turned out kinda bluesy.
Inspired by current events.
Lyrics:
How many times
How many times
can I wake up in my sleep
How many times
can I walk until my feet are sore
How many times
can I freeze my…
People are dying every day in the street
People are dying every day
People are dying every day in the street
Just for being people in the street
Peace, when's it coming, coming for the people in the street
Peace, you can sing it
Sing it for the…
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
"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.......
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!
Comments made by thetworegs
Love the vocal.....sweet love song....perfect voice for it ....
an amputated spirit......this is a thing of beauty....just beautiful....you can come preach in the cellar anytime.........
i've come for another listen while i download....oooh yeaaah!! a groovy bit of magic for the ipod
You don't need apply for the job Norm it's yours....of course.....i threw this in the cellar earlier and a young Johnny Cash went and jumped all over it
Your right on the list NOrm but there's a lot more characters in the crowd too they have not come forward yet.....
A wonderful piece of music
I agree with Norm BEautiful....
Excellent as always Norm
A beautiful piece......
Like a disabled Irish jig .....quirky good
Wow!, excellent vocal brilliantly unstable music to go with the vocal....ooh yeah of the wall
Nice and lively...the glass is half full never empty...keep looking forward kinda song...love those Trumpets
Back for a bit of Gritt his Buzzzing...........
This is beautiful worth mAny a listen"....
Another cracker...excellent delivery....
Excellent has a hint of newcastle, Alan hull
I had a lucky escape ....I married one once...........
Nice tale beautifully played guitar
Brilliant love that wailing guitar dancing about inn the back ....love it
A groovy vibe going down in the street