Reg has let the new year get to him and he is feeling a little romantic about lost years that have passed him by.... Summertime in Battersea Aimless walking at midnight night In a dream unfulfilled Alone with memory alone and still Lost…

For all those who need a kick in the arse to get on with the year... I'm gonna do something tomorrow I don’t know what day it is i don’t seem to care about a thing Everything to me is in Black and white Theres nothing making your bell ring…

The wife has gone riding so I came down the cellar and turned up the amps using my Tele and 335 to see what I could come up with ..... I ain't no Mr Nice Busted broke in Vegas But I still ain’t had enough Ain’t got nothing left to give you…

I was looking through the collaborations board over at songcrafters and came across this excellent rocker by Zoltan who was looking for lyrics and a vocal so I jumped on it as I wanted to have a bit of sing this afternoon....so thanks Zoltan for…

RPM CHALLENGE 2024 A MOOCH DOWN THE BOULIVARD IN NEW YORK I walk these city streets alone footsteps from behind dance out the time Murmmers of truth hang in the air As I roam down the Boulivard Lost within the beat, echoing from the…

RPM CHALLENGE 2024. WEST I’m always walking backwards looking forwards Dragged back to the past You think i’ve got nothing left but for loving you But babe thats not all I do I dream when I am not…

A song influenced by my recent visit to San Francisco and seeing the redwoods for the first time WHERE THE TREES GROW INTO GIANTS I had to travel thousand’s of miles to find it That goldmine up there in them there hills Where the rivers…

The Tenderloin is only few streets in San Francisco where the homeless and drug addicts congregate its kind of at the bottom of four hills so you have to walk up a steep hill which ever direction you try to leave the area. which kinda leaves them…

For all those who need a kick in the arse to get on with the year... I'm gonna do something tomorrow I don’t know what day it is i don’t seem to care about a thing Everything to me is in Black and white Theres nothing making your bell ring…

A song influenced by my recent visit to San Francisco and seeing the redwoods for the first time WHERE THE TREES GROW INTO GIANTS I had to travel thousand’s of miles to find it That goldmine up there in them there hills Where the rivers…