A lot of different types of people get down the cellar since Elvis moved in and Reg has been taking notice.........
A BLUE BLOODED JUNKIE
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A Blue blooded junkie has the time of his life…
Reg has decided that he doesn't want hurting again so he has decided to be up front about what he wants.................. Love me for who I am........
Love me, Love me, for who I am
Love me, take me for what I am…
Reg has decided that he doesn't want hurting again so he has decided to be up front about what he wants.................. Love me for who I am........
Love me, Love me, for who I am
Love me, take me for what I am…
This one is more of a reading set to music of part of a piece i wrote about a place i used to live. We used to walk most days down into the valley and i long to be back there, hopefully one day i will ...
There are a few fluffs in the reading…
Dry lines of newspaper reports that day, including:
Desirae Loy, also known as *Johnny's Girl*, said: I swear he don't trust me no more that or he is realy *jelouse*
Assured of that morning has already come, the person, hardly having risen, has approached to a window. "Here you are, my old friend Madness" - he thought, and stepped forward. The wall did not succumb, though. The windows were not.
~no way out~
the music adds a dimension to the reading that is very powerful,,, it's neat the way they balance together so well, neither over powering or detracting from the other,, this is sort of like a collage of sound,, well done
This is a bootleg tape of Reg's last music therapy session from when he was in prison prior to his release. It was acquired from his psychiatrist for fee......................
This is a bootleg tape of Reg's last music therapy session from when he was in prison prior to his release. It was acquired from his psychiatrist for fee......................
This is a bootleg tape of Reg's last music therapy session from when he was in prison prior to his release. It was acquired from his psychiatrist for fee......................
The path to liberation - is a fraud, and he, of course, well aware of this when paying for the record [that you could get for free]. in fact, that money was for...
1st voice: how, he still reads newspapers?
2nd voice, answers: probably yes ...
1st voice bewilderment: why does he do it?
Third voice (presumably female): he thinks it it the way to join the world.
1st voice, thoughtfully: Yeah ... How much he still must go to ...
~communication breakdown~
Last-n-found from the “Long Farewells” recording session. Recorded live, one-by-one, in one of endless winter evening.
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http://adneonlux.bandcamp.com/album/long-farewells
I think I've done the West street wobble at least a couple of times ....it's got to be timefor another go sooner rather than later......wwwwwoooobbble on!!
With JS Tolar, as band Visions Of Nell.
My tribute to Anne Boleyn, the first queen to be publicly executed in England. I used some of the poetry she wrote during her imprisonment in the chorus. An innocent, incomparable woman.
I went over to Reg's place the other day and he sort of scared me. He was out on his deck, pitching butts and spilling gin that he couldn't afford. He was a mess and had a crazed look in his eyes. I could tell he was ruminating again about…
With music written and performed by Soundsmith Kamachi.
It was the last day of RPM and he asked me to write a lullaby for a track called Cornucopia. Very much enjoyed how easily this one flowed. That's my mum, Bee Mathis, adding class to the…
You live on street. Act quickly, without any sense, as the wind that blows where he pleases. Chaos? primitive element? ...stirring the cauldron full of cultures and no-cultures…and the real life begins.
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/For Trevor, from far abroad
You live on street. Act quickly, without any sense, as the wind that blows where he pleases. Chaos? primitive element? ...stirring the cauldron full of cultures and no-cultures…and the real life begins.
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/For Trevor, from far abroad
This is where the dream of free flight lives.
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1) Announcement:
"Engineer M.S. Los invites willing to fly with him on August 18 on the planet Mars to appear for personal talks from 6 to 8 pm Zhdanovskaya Embankment, 11, in the yard…
To listen when timelessness.
~The road to the heights of knowledge is never easy, but it exists~
Also:
"He was asleep when the boy looked in the door in the morning. It was blowing so hard that the drifting-boats would not be going out…
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ahahhahaha too funny LOL :) blue pills red pills: goldish green bills lost in the mills at time... stuck in a hole falling ever so
Loven this: the piano is great. I think I have done similar at times on the piano just no lyrics.
Well, Reg gets my vote for being up front about it!
And the moral of that is, faced with separation, handle it well.
Very, very clever. I love the way you almost ssspat the words out.
This is great Reg!
Gotta say this is like reading a book with sound effects , i like it lots , production is ace , must check out more
Dry lines of newspaper reports that day, including: Desirae Loy, also known as *Johnny's Girl*, said: I swear he don't trust me no more that or he is realy *jelouse*
Poor Johnny! That woman wasn't worth it
very cool!
Assured of that morning has already come, the person, hardly having risen, has approached to a window. "Here you are, my old friend Madness" - he thought, and stepped forward. The wall did not succumb, though. The windows were not. ~no way out~
the music adds a dimension to the reading that is very powerful,,, it's neat the way they balance together so well, neither over powering or detracting from the other,, this is sort of like a collage of sound,, well done
nice work Reg!
I agree with Norm - there is a lot coming down.
like this one mate, made us smile :)
I've a suggestion for where that last bullet should go. Calamitous and yearning musical background well done.
Yep, keeps me sane too.
The path to liberation - is a fraud, and he, of course, well aware of this when paying for the record [that you could get for free]. in fact, that money was for...
1st voice: how, he still reads newspapers? 2nd voice, answers: probably yes ... 1st voice bewilderment: why does he do it? Third voice (presumably female): he thinks it it the way to join the world. 1st voice, thoughtfully: Yeah ... How much he still must go to ... ~communication breakdown~
Are you working for CNN now? lol cool one Reggy!
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Nothing to be sorry about Chris .....excellent instrumentation ....
I think this is a wish I was there moment......
I think I've done the West street wobble at least a couple of times ....it's got to be timefor another go sooner rather than later......wwwwwoooobbble on!!
The Matador lays his head onto the soft pillow and has the applause of death ringing in his ears as sleep seduces his tired mind......
I love it when you play old Joanne........
Great vocal as ever.....im sure i remember this one.....Who's on guitar that is a beauty of a solo
Nicely done....
What is he building in there???????
Beautiful as always .....good to see back!!
Good one loving the Harp!
For all the plans of mice & men the best plans go array!!
Both of those hit the spot!..
Thank you!
He stooped and then began stirring the cauldron with his wand..............and the magic began
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and a lovely time was had by all....
Let the R's roll......
Norman Stanely Henwrench you have been brought before this court....
Excellent bit Regging!! Now pass it on the left hand side...you bloody hog!!
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