Its Great when a mess around becomes a kinda lost Doors song....
Give me the Love (Lyrics)
Tell me what your got now baby
i’ll tell you what i need
you can give me love cause thats is all i need
i got the need
if you got the love
i got…
A noodle that turned into a doodle which turned into a song....thats what you get when you watch David Attenborough's Africa on TV................
No Rain (Lyrics)
The earth was scorched as dry as stone
nothing anywhere wanted to grow
the Devil…
A noodle that turned into a doodle which turned into a song....thats what you get when you watch David Attenborough's Africa on TV................
No Rain (Lyrics)
The earth was scorched as dry as stone
nothing anywhere wanted to grow
the Devil…
A noodle that turned into a doodle which turned into a song....thats what you get when you watch David Attenborough's Africa on TV................
No Rain (Lyrics)
The earth was scorched as dry as stone
nothing anywhere wanted to grow
the Devil…
A noodle that turned into a doodle which turned into a song....thats what you get when you watch David Attenborough's Africa on TV................
No Rain (Lyrics)
The earth was scorched as dry as stone
nothing anywhere wanted to grow
the Devil…
A noodle that turned into a doodle which turned into a song....thats what you get when you watch David Attenborough's Africa on TV................
No Rain (Lyrics)
The earth was scorched as dry as stone
nothing anywhere wanted to grow
the Devil…
Well the new women in Regs life became the keeper and his wife and they lived happily ever after...well up to now anyway...Reg can never seem to keep the pessimistic thoughts totally at bay but he was trying...He felt reborn on the birth of his…
Reg is contemplating his future and how to change................So he got the acoustic out and perused the idea.....
The Hurricane (Lyrics)
I stand in the window looking back at me
trying to understand where i got it wrong
how my life could…
I've gone a bit Bluesy on this one i got the French Horns out i blame watching BBC4...anyway hope you enjoy....
Counterfeit(Lyrics)
The night outside was as Black as coal
Her heart was made of stone
i couldn’t find no place to go
God did…
Its Great when a mess around becomes a kinda lost Doors song....
Give me the Love (Lyrics)
Tell me what your got now baby
i’ll tell you what i need
you can give me love cause thats is all i need
i got the need
if you got the love
i got…
Reg is contemplating his future and how to change................So he got the acoustic out and perused the idea.....
The Hurricane (Lyrics)
I stand in the window looking back at me
trying to understand where i got it wrong
how my life could…
I've gone a bit Bluesy on this one i got the French Horns out i blame watching BBC4...anyway hope you enjoy....
Counterfeit(Lyrics)
The night outside was as Black as coal
Her heart was made of stone
i couldn’t find no place to go
God did…
I've gone a bit Bluesy on this one i got the French Horns out i blame watching BBC4...anyway hope you enjoy....
Counterfeit(Lyrics)
The night outside was as Black as coal
Her heart was made of stone
i couldn’t find no place to go
God did…
I've gone a bit Bluesy on this one i got the French Horns out i blame watching BBC4...anyway hope you enjoy....
Counterfeit(Lyrics)
The night outside was as Black as coal
Her heart was made of stone
i couldn’t find no place to go
God did…
I've gone a bit Bluesy on this one i got the French Horns out i blame watching BBC4...anyway hope you enjoy....
Counterfeit(Lyrics)
The night outside was as Black as coal
Her heart was made of stone
i couldn’t find no place to go
God did…
Well the new women in Regs life became the keeper and his wife and they lived happily ever after...well up to now anyway...Reg can never seem to keep the pessimistic thoughts totally at bay but he was trying...He felt reborn on the birth of his…
Reg is contemplating his future and how to change................So he got the acoustic out and perused the idea.....
The Hurricane (Lyrics)
I stand in the window looking back at me
trying to understand where i got it wrong
how my life could…
Well the new women in Regs life became the keeper and his wife and they lived happily ever after...well up to now anyway...Reg can never seem to keep the pessimistic thoughts totally at bay but he was trying...He felt reborn on the birth of his…
Bravo Friend! a beautiful story, a wonderful song... i still remember the day 24 years ago, when i brought my wife and son, home from the hospital,(i had been there of course) but as much as i didn't expect it,, i remember crying in happiness,,,as we stopped in the driveway and i held him, it can be a bit overwhelming,, good luck on sleep,,, nice work here richard
Well the new women in Regs life became the keeper and his wife and they lived happily ever after...well up to now anyway...Reg can never seem to keep the pessimistic thoughts totally at bay but he was trying...He felt reborn on the birth of his…
Well Reg has finally had some good luck he's stopped drinking or at least for a while and a beautiful girl has walked into his life ..is she the one?
Love is in the Air (Lyrics)
I couldn’t believe my luck as she walked in through the door
wandered…
..poor old Reg - ever trying to make his way across the river of love by hopping from stone to stone; only to find his footing failing on wet moss and his subsequent fall into the icy waters of loneliness and depression. Poor old Reg.
Tis a true story about a friend, I was fascinated by the concept of friends sharing one black "funeral" dress passing it along like it was a hip handbag
She went to work like any other day
It didn't hit her till that package came
The first…
this is a mashup of 3 songs of mine :
the bass is the riff of "into the flame" of the uthemandi collaboration project
the guitars of "shine free, live true liquid soul version:"
and the vocals from my Lost In The News demo album, the track…
Cover of one of my favortie Beatles songs, from the White Album.
I actually bought a capo for this, after 30+ years of thinking capos are for wimps.
The Songcrafters.org Beatles II fest prompted me to go ahead and record it.
I need an electric geeetar. My weary old Crafter electroacoustic picks up every touch. 'Scuse the solo, I'm only a strummer..
Anyway, the song. Clogging up my brain, had to get it out. Some lasses don't know what they look like, and some lads…
I got a new amplifier and instead of doing what I should have been doing I did this. It gets a little crazy in the middle and its microtonal so the vocals are gonna sound out - but I enjoyed it. Yeah, those be drum loops. 15 notes per octave.
The single coil sound of my new used PRS guitar just got me in the funk. Had this partial riff on a Sony walkman from 10 years ago, decided to fill it out a little.
I wrote this song at a bowling alley in my small hometown in the Panhandle of FL/Lower Alabama
She blew into town on a one night Stand
Over eggs there was no one holding her hand
Just like the sauce
She became a mystery
Just like the…
Another lyrically-challenged collaboration with jip1965, who sent me a guitar, bongo, percussion track with a recorder playing named, simply, 'Love'.
I added the piccolo, crystals and windchimes from my virtual keyboard, renamed it 'What is…
loving thee hall piano...reminds me of a trippy youth......wandering around the dark house....hark! i hear sound...creeping out there in the dark...loving it
a shrill shit
a shrill shit shatters the moonlit midnight air
despair distorts the dreamy darkness
twists its fluid form into a gloomy dankness
looming like malignant vapours
over stagnant pools
you are surrounded by fools
grounded by…
one cool thing about piano pieces is that they lend themselves to being rearranged for other instruments, since the piano encompasses the entire range,,, this is a pared down version of my last weeks submission le baiser apres-midi = the afternoon…
one cool thing about piano pieces is that they lend themselves to being rearranged for other instruments, since the piano encompasses the entire range,,, this is a pared down version of my last weeks submission le baiser apres-midi = the afternoon…
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
Hey, Trevor, good sound going on here. You playing guitars?
Oh Yes, This hit the spot!
Ohhh! nice Trevor
I can't see how you're keeping the standard up while creating so many - who cares? Just keep them coming!!
DjangoReg unchained. - Nice one mate.
So that is writing technique, very similar to Paul Simo's technique. Like all these acoustic tunes lately.
I heard this earlier as part of the album. This is a magical track.
This is a monstrously good vocal.
Aww... fantastic. Have a "virtual" fave :-)
Nice one. Swampy. Fave button still going "There was a problem with that request" unfortunately...
Just listened to the whole thing... Masterpiece (the missus likes it too)
Grizzly vocal. The horns fit perfect.
fabulous trevor
Damn , the faved button is busted Trevor. Ok, 5 stars
She said she loved me ,but she lied.
Great song, well done.
Faved instantly.
Bravo Friend! a beautiful story, a wonderful song... i still remember the day 24 years ago, when i brought my wife and son, home from the hospital,(i had been there of course) but as much as i didn't expect it,, i remember crying in happiness,,,as we stopped in the driveway and i held him, it can be a bit overwhelming,, good luck on sleep,,, nice work here richard
Honest song, tastefully done.
..poor old Reg - ever trying to make his way across the river of love by hopping from stone to stone; only to find his footing failing on wet moss and his subsequent fall into the icy waters of loneliness and depression. Poor old Reg.
Comments made by thetworegs
Excellent....
a kinda modern day Texas Radio....go ram ...go ram...go
Good one.....
Great vocal love the organ........
Superb.......
Wild like a bushfire or a Vaisvil let loose.......good one Chris
still Funking it........
And another excellent playing .......
Now that gets the foot tapping........
Excellent
Ditto......
Great voice ....love it
beautifully done ...Excellent collab....love it
those drums sound great great vocal too....
so am i.......
Lovely got a nice feel to it...great vocal
loving thee hall piano...reminds me of a trippy youth......wandering around the dark house....hark! i hear sound...creeping out there in the dark...loving it
loving the shrill shit,,,,,sneaky bass
lonelyness that's it
it's always a pleasure Richard...theres a story in there i can hear it.. maybe something to do with Andys maybe thats the connection.....