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…
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........
Last of the archives for now. A set of reels from the Last Nights Fun album. I did pipes, whistle and guitar on the last tune in the set. There's a live version of this up here too. This is the studio cut
I was flapping around working on something else with just vocal and guitar the other day. It wasn't going well, so I just started slapping the guitar and singing one of my favourite songs.
What I didn't realise was that I was recording it…
New one from me. It's ended up as a bit of a "crying into yer beer at Bob's Country Bunker" sort of song lol...
I've been sat on these lyrics in some form or another for absolutely years. I first wrote them one very dark night a few years after…
Thanks Andy your on the money... not sure what upset him in the lyrics I can't find anything offensive but hey it takes alsorts to make a world he must have been having a bad day.... And by the way this is still a beauty
This one's a bit of a ponderous beastie.
It can be whatever you want it to be. For me, it's got a lot to do with Sunday 18th June 1815.
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**Cold - A A J Russe**
Your wagon-train
Is out of danger
And of course you never lie
Not…
Summertime in Boston, and this little tune is about how it goes by way too fast. Some hilarious chatter between the guys before and after they kick of a pseudo-psychedelic groove that I hope you will enjoy.
An original that I wrote and performed all instruments on. I used a keyboard, acoustic guitar, electric guitar and I sang vocals. I guess I would call the genre Rock with a psychedelic flavor? Take a listen and feel the groove. Peace.
My humble tribute to Freddie King... Without him we wouldn't have Eric & without Eric, I would probably have never picked up a guitar.
This is sort of a pastiche of Hide Away & The Stumble & tracks like that :-)
A BIG, BIG thank you to Wildgeas who took my simple acoustic guitar song and turned it into a beautiful work of art. Arrangements and Production done magnificently by Paul Lennon (Wildgeas). Also, special thank you to Bethan who put her sweet…
This one is dedicated to my dear friend John. Thanks for changing my life for the better....
Also a big thanks to our own Greg Connor who helped me get the chords for my own uke accompaniment, and who kindly played the beautiful guitars…
wherever you happen to be
she's not too far behind
looking for her apology
you know she'll never find it
it's the same song that she sings
and it drowns out everything
as she's chasing after you in the rain
all the wrong ways that i went…
A remix in lieu of a cover for the Angie Fights Crime Covers Album. I can't sing in my house at the moment since it either wakes up the 5 month old, or pisses off the 3 year old. So I thought I'd try something different.
The original, is very…
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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.......
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!!
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Hopefully that's not your leg Jim .....excellent playing as always
Now that has me jigging about the kitchen this morning
Love it!!
Can't believe I missed this beauty .....
Thanks Andy your on the money... not sure what upset him in the lyrics I can't find anything offensive but hey it takes alsorts to make a world he must have been having a bad day.... And by the way this is still a beauty
another beauty Greg.. love that backing Banjo
Excellent Sir .....always a pleasure
Love it woo hoo hooo .....
Beautifully told.....where is Jervis bay in the world?
I enjoyed..........
Nicely Done.....and deep too...Bravo!!
As so is this ........
Fab playing John as always ........
3 of my favourite aloners and together on one track ..... And it's a beauty.. Take a bow.....
Nice and thoughtful....
excellent...
A beauty of a song Bravo......
Me! Likey too......
and it works.........
Don't you just love em......