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........
Why?
Oh' I am not so ready in my heart
But I will reach for closeness to the wind
Fear stops what we feel.
I feel i know you now.
Lay
Let's talk of all the things we need to say
No whispers will suffice in our abode
Only song of what we…
a mix done on 11 - 20 - 2012
felt the vocals needed to be raised and different stuff changed and tweaked.
going to possibly do another take on the vocals or add a backing track
then hopefully this puppy is completely recorded at a…
I can't quite believe that I'm posting this, or that I've even recorded it. But I've played it like this sat on the sofa in the living room for many years, and I needed something to check out how to record a live "one vocal and one guitar" song…
THE OPENER OF DOORS
THAT SLOWLY EVENLY OPENING LORD
THAT MANY WILL GET SUCKED IN
THAT MANY WILL GET SHUT OUT
FROM GLOWING TO CHANTING OF WORDS
FROM JOUSTING AND THROWING OF SWORDS
DAYLIGHT INTO DARK A CARRIAGE MADE FROM A GOURD
IN THE FEW FLEETING…
This was an RPM track back in the day, and I've been playing it various ways to find a setting for it within the band repertoire. This doesn't sound much like our band would do it but it came out nicely, so i thought i'd share it.
For Elly Barnes
Thanks for the moment to think......
-My part of peace-
To think for a moment
Is the greatest of gift to me.
To think without fear
Better still....
My part of peace
Detracts in the least
From the good…
For UK people who liked the Testcard in the 70's. Youtube vid attached. Started as a project, sent to Lady Jane who did her magic. Ummed and Arrred about it, and eventually thought "just upload". Enjoy.
New original from me, hot off the old wotsit.
When it was half written yesterday, I was considering binning it as a throwaway exercise - I do that quite often. But I played the songwriting demo to someone else and, er, apparently I should finish…
Having more fun with Hendrix. I tried to stay true to the original as far as using no overdubs. Just one guitar, bass, drum and vocal track. Kind of used a mix approach and used a bit from the record and a bit from his live performance in Winterland…
Once upon a time there was a boy with tunnel vision hidden far beyond the castle walls of a lifelong prison. Captive to a secret that kept him there under lock and key. Imagine was his sanity.
Thirteen days before thirteen he broke a sacred vow…
I have always loved jazz and blues but never really had the chops to really play jazz. But I can feel it and I tried to create that feel with this tune using my sweet old 63 jazzmaster. This was also an experiment in doing a complete time change…
Waiting for something that would be: familiar feeling, isn't it? We look forward to when she comes back, look forward to when the morning comes; waiting to stop the rain (or when will finally rain...).
Life itself is a... waiting?
Note…
They were watching the world go by from the living room window when suddenly one drops behind the settee shortly followed by the other....one says to be other In a whisper ........"Theres someone at the door"......"you answer it "..."no you do it "...."no."...."well look out the window then"...."it's the Avon lady "...the Avon lady pressed the door bell ....and time stopped inside the house....was she heard by the two acid heads hiding behind the settee.........there was no answer .....she walked away......as they trembled
Jip1965 came round to kick my ass into gear and played a bit of rhythm i did the rest and then sent it off to the good Lady Jane to do her stuff and very nice stuff indeed! Cheers Me Lady!!! x
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
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!!
Comments made by thetworegs
Beautiful....
Great Beat........the preacher begins...loved the Doorsey feel to this........Enchanting....
Still love your version of this classic...........
psychedelic preacher preaching with his trippy guitar ......l
Nice and jazzy it is too.............
Love it....
Excellent T ..........
Nice noodling.........I wonder what she does now?
A thing of beauty........
Still excellent.......
Lovely....I feel refreshed ....
Smooth.....
Got the Jimi Flare.....loving your playing.......great ocal too.....gts the .ooooh yeah!!
Excellent always a great vocal........
Like your style .........
Nice........
Funkaliscious..........
They were watching the world go by from the living room window when suddenly one drops behind the settee shortly followed by the other....one says to be other In a whisper ........"Theres someone at the door"......"you answer it "..."no you do it "...."no."...."well look out the window then"...."it's the Avon lady "...the Avon lady pressed the door bell ....and time stopped inside the house....was she heard by the two acid heads hiding behind the settee.........there was no answer .....she walked away......as they trembled
it doesn't matter it sounds great.....
lovin the bass work and the understated solo....and the fully fledged snippets....Bravo all involved