The poor Mother what she has to put up with.......
The no good son (Lyrics)
The sandman woke him and told him it was time to leave
That the sticks and stones that they threw at him had beat the word to the breeze
They would all know that…
Chris Vaisvil sent me over some guitar to see what i could come up with…he also sent it to Phantasm777 to see what he could come up with on the drums and i might add has done a striling job with them….Chris then mixed it and sent it to me for…
Chris Vaisvil sent me over some guitar to see what i could come up with…he also sent it to Phantasm777 to see what he could come up with on the drums and i might add has done a striling job with them….Chris then mixed it and sent it to me for…
Chris Vaisvil sent me over some guitar to see what i could come up with…he also sent it to Phantasm777 to see what he could come up with on the drums and i might add has done a striling job with them….Chris then mixed it and sent it to me for…
One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back……………………
He wants to fly (Lyrics)
The nights memories
Fade when he lies
Looking up to a polka dotted sky
Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…
One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back……………………
He wants to fly (Lyrics)
The nights memories
Fade when he lies
Looking up to a polka dotted sky
Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…
He said to himself: "I will not want to fly"
He kept saying: "'cause I do not want to!"
Wax dripped and dripped, tears ...
No one wanted to fall down,
But too late: you took off already.
"Higher!", as they said.
One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back……………………
He wants to fly (Lyrics)
The nights memories
Fade when he lies
Looking up to a polka dotted sky
Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…
One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back……………………
He wants to fly (Lyrics)
The nights memories
Fade when he lies
Looking up to a polka dotted sky
Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…
I've been messing and listening to a lot of Tom Waites i suppose his influence has rubbed of a bit ...well a little anyway...........
I want the love (Lyrics)
Crawling in the gutter trying to stand with phone
To tell you that I love you…
Chris Vaisvil sent me over some guitar to see what i could come up with…he also sent it to Phantasm777 to see what he could come up with on the drums and i might add has done a striling job with them….Chris then mixed it and sent it to me for…
Well i got the £16 special out and Bon came down the cellar for a visit last night it was a shame Angus didn't as the lead is a bit limp but hey!! were trying down here.......now with some finger drums.......
Helter Skelter (Lyrics)
i ain’t…
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…
Comments on thetworegs's stuff
Nice piano and as always top vocals.
Rockin' that cowbell yawl.
This is a dirty good collab! Has early 70's Alice Cooper, Thin Lizzy vibe.
Enjoyed.
Nice keys mate
He said to himself: "I will not want to fly" He kept saying: "'cause I do not want to!" Wax dripped and dripped, tears ... No one wanted to fall down, But too late: you took off already. "Higher!", as they said.
:)
Love Tom Waits...great tribute, nice job
Keyboards and gritty voice - wonderful combination.......
brilliant :)
Thanks everyone!
Kicks ass! w;-)
Although not a huge Waites fan, love the lyrics in this song, Joe Bonamassa's version is just full of guitar goodies. Great job.
Another great cover mate.
Really cool vocals mate great cover
That vocals a killer!
The rooster is so killer. I love it.
rootin tootin!
Nicely done mate.
Great cover mate excellent vocals.
Comments made by thetworegs
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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