Reg has left re-hab but now he has to fill those sober hours with something, so he has taken to people watching, but like everything in his life he has become addicted to it, listening in on there private conversation as he follows them, watching…
After Reg's murderous thoughts it only took an argument about who was going to make the tea to make his beloved leave him but the problem was, so had 50% of his lottery winnings and it was this he took hard, He went on the preverbal bender. Waking…
I listened to Chris's Orwellioan Cameras while watching the video. It got me thinking about the eye watching us and this is what i came up with.............
Most of you probably haven’t seen Reg dance, so I should explain it to you.
When Reg takes his “classic moves†to the dance floor everyone else steps aside to just watch – well, that is everyone except a few of the most self confident…
Reg was in the library reading back issues of the national papers to keep warm because a cold spell had hit the country hard and he had no money for heating. At least he could sit in the library reading until 5pm when it closed. Some strange stories…
This is a tale of an anti hero Howard Marks who used the disguise of Mr Nice to cross borders and smuggle huge amounts of drugs, he was caught and sentenced to 25 years. He is now a loveable rogue playing to packed audiences telling tales of…
~nothing is true~
Reg knows that he will not die because there are two of them, and besides, though, he knows that he has nine lives like these ... hmm pussies with a tail, he's not sure on it. But he still does not know that adventure will be........
This is a tale of an anti hero Howard Marks who used the disguise of Mr Nice to cross borders and smuggle huge amounts of drugs, he was caught and sentenced to 25 years. He is now a loveable rogue playing to packed audiences telling tales of…
Reg was in the library reading back issues of the national papers to keep warm because a cold spell had hit the country hard and he had no money for heating. At least he could sit in the library reading until 5pm when it closed. Some strange stories…
Reg was in the library reading back issues of the national papers to keep warm because a cold spell had hit the country hard and he had no money for heating. At least he could sit in the library reading until 5pm when it closed. Some strange stories…
As you know Reg has stopped drinking but the DT's have not stopped he has started hallucinating. He is looking for something to believe in to stop him drinking but he can find nothing at all, he has started to think there is nothing to believe…
Reg has left re-hab but now he has to fill those sober hours with something, so he has taken to people watching, but like everything in his life he has become addicted to it, listening in on there private conversation as he follows them, watching…
Reg has left re-hab but now he has to fill those sober hours with something, so he has taken to people watching, but like everything in his life he has become addicted to it, listening in on there private conversation as he follows them, watching…
Reg has left re-hab but now he has to fill those sober hours with something, so he has taken to people watching, but like everything in his life he has become addicted to it, listening in on there private conversation as he follows them, watching…
Reg has just gotta get on gone, he wants to move out from his old lady's into reg's place where it's happening, what with Elvis in the cellar and his visiting friends jammin all night, Reg is almost living there anyway. So now he has decided to…
Reg has left re-hab but now he has to fill those sober hours with something, so he has taken to people watching, but like everything in his life he has become addicted to it, listening in on there private conversation as he follows them, watching…
The other night a few of Elvis's friends came over to see him and the thetworegs were listening in by the ventilation shaft from the cellar and they took a liking to a jam that was happening with a man called Diamond Neil doing the Vocals. This…
Someday there will come a time when there will be no Monday. And there will be no need to remember about work or to follow the schedules. For some, it is temporary, for someone forever.
For Anton
06.06.2021
Robert Frost - On Looking Up…
Lebenslinie (Life Line)
Life, if you look back at your own one, or at the stories of others, often seems to be presented as an ornate line. This line is trying to branch out, but since a person is indivisible, that lifeline is always one, but…
Unless of course your life is out of control and the path spirals ending the center of the island after circling for the same answer again and again and never finding it
I write letters, but I don't send them and they go unanswered. I take them out and rewrite them, picking up the words and clarifying the meanings. I wait in hope that a reply will come someday.
I continue the conversation when it's long over…
Since you’ve gone
It’s all gone south
The dunces took over
Stupidity rules
They open their mouth
To prove they’re fools
You didn’t believe in god
And made me wonder how
If there was one
How could he allow
What evil has been done…
A Christmas song about what really matters.........i got the idea for the music listening to Jarvis and his accordian the other evening so thanks J........
A CHRISTMAS SONG (Lyrics)
Welcome to christmas eve the show begins again
were going…
we have sold the house, finally and are hopefully about to leave the city to live in the beautiful countryside and this song comes from that want to move on to new horizons......Hope you enjoy.....Just piano and voice
https://youtu.be/XVSt2jiYZIY…
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
I've been missing in action for ages - apologies to all, I'm about to start listening again too.
For ages, I'd been considering a move away from my trusty Boss BR1600 on which I've recorded and mixed nearly everything…
Another earworm needing to be expressed - comes to my head when looking at the moon from my garden. I'd love some lyrics - "oh beautiful moon, dah de da da dah" etc but haven't landed on any yet. Its also a bit Taize like, except totally pagan.
When you C reach the Em point
When it’s F all in the rear view C mirror
And Am reflection is your G only point of C view G
You C feel it Em inside
When it F becomes so C clear
There’s Am nothing that G you can C do
F Hold on to G memories…
Particularly following a very recent piece, Nordic Noir, I may have slipped into movie/TV/Game trailer mode!!! So here is a piece featuring solo violin that has been titled An Awakening...and listeners can then put their own imagination to work…
After several bottles of wine, thetworegs and I were able to coerce Elvis and a few others down in regs basement to come out for a long overdue collab. After all, isn't October collab month?
Thanks again for the great vox!!
Hey Norm there was a knock on the door late last night and guess who was standing there all sultry and pouty .... yes .... you know who! .... it was her wanting in ..... I looked her in the eye and told her to go .... as she turned to leave I noticed her dress was so short I could see her stocking tops ...... I called her name .... Desirea she turned and smiled.........
This is a recording of Norm and me playing together a few months ago. I didnt have any percussion instruments so Norm was on a Roland electric trap set and I had a cello. I looped some of the stuff we did that night, and retrofitted the rest…
The music reminds me of a scene from the streets of San Francisco then Karl Malden’s nose comes into my mind and my mind suddenly goes over the hills and far away ...I like it.
So the lyrics come from another age, but they sounded so relevant to the recent lockdown world, that I decided to stitch them into a completely different track.
So, there ya go!
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
you is craaazeee mang! But I like it, I like it!
Scoobi do wow wow...go man go!
cool vibe...sets the mood just right.
this is so cool! love it! Hilarious.
creeped out, superb story telling.
dat's nice...sweet e-piano.
excellent!
such an incredible outpouring of stories and music - I am blown away and humbled.
~nothing is true~ Reg knows that he will not die because there are two of them, and besides, though, he knows that he has nine lives like these ... hmm pussies with a tail, he's not sure on it. But he still does not know that adventure will be........
excellent tune Reg!!
i like it man, really good.
...and gave him an idea on how to...
Really like this track man. Thanks for the comments on my rpm. Goota make time to catch all this great music going around alonetone...
Closely watching Reg ups and downs, worried: how is he?
~And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil~ (Sound to watch girls by. Perhaps)
have you been following me around?,, very regish,, very good
Oh Reg, you are so cheery. Such a tonic! Terrific lyrics.
great!! How do you get your voice like that?
genius. im a sucker for that rhythm too. tis the rhythm of my brain
Love the swaying campfire feeling of this! Thumbs up for the mental intro, Elvis.
Comments made by thetworegs
Beautifully played expected like the rising sun
Unless of course your life is out of control and the path spirals ending the center of the island after circling for the same answer again and again and never finding it
I agree with the hauntingly beautiful …….you must be a ghost
Loving that dirty tone
Love it
What can I say I m a fan!
Merry Christmas everyone !
Now with a video https://youtu.be/XVSt2jiYZIY
Another beauty from house of Russe well worth the wait
Love the backing vocals from the crowd sounds like BBQ was a hit and a lot of fun
Beautiful!
Beautiful!
Could be a lost Tom waits track I was waiting for him to begin to sing …. Good one
Nice bit blues
Nice one Greg
It put my imagination to work..... thank you
Me likey some Funk!! ...
Hey Norm there was a knock on the door late last night and guess who was standing there all sultry and pouty .... yes .... you know who! .... it was her wanting in ..... I looked her in the eye and told her to go .... as she turned to leave I noticed her dress was so short I could see her stocking tops ...... I called her name .... Desirea she turned and smiled.........
The music reminds me of a scene from the streets of San Francisco then Karl Malden’s nose comes into my mind and my mind suddenly goes over the hills and far away ...I like it.
When you get out can you turn the key on my cell and let me out too excellent track