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…
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…
@ Dave:
Why, Louie Armstrong, of course!
@ Reg:
I don't know brother - your basement is beginning to sound like the bar in Kubrick's "The Shining". I'm beginning to worry about you.
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 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…
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 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…
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…
I really love this ongoing story with these characters....this is really good stuff....you have a damn rock-opera on you hands here. Drunken ramblings of a madman, long-forgotten rock legends, sadness and the blues, piano bar wisdom, all taking place in a cellar (like where the Beatles got their big break - Lennon in the other corner writing poems?).......its a world I wnat to visit, how can I find this magical cellar? Is there even a known address, or is it in between.......beauty stuff
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…
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
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!
@ Dave: Why, Louie Armstrong, of course! @ Reg: I don't know brother - your basement is beginning to sound like the bar in Kubrick's "The Shining". I'm beginning to worry about you.
sweet harpsichord!
Help me lord.................too much Reg, its all too much....I need a drink...
YES!! Bon Scott. Favorited!
I'm comming over man....keep the door unlocked. You got me crying from this one, god-damn that moonshine.....tears of joy....wild fun Reg.
I really love this ongoing story with these characters....this is really good stuff....you have a damn rock-opera on you hands here. Drunken ramblings of a madman, long-forgotten rock legends, sadness and the blues, piano bar wisdom, all taking place in a cellar (like where the Beatles got their big break - Lennon in the other corner writing poems?).......its a world I wnat to visit, how can I find this magical cellar? Is there even a known address, or is it in between.......beauty stuff
Comments made by thetworegs
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