A performance
Reg has been sitting in the cellar reading some old notebooks and he has decided it’s time to air some of his secret stash of poetry. He knows the word poetry can turn an audience of quicker than a desperate man turns a women off but he is prepared to test his audience to see if they will come with him for the ride and trust him…….So sit back and relax and for 5.30 mins let Reg’s voice take you for a ride………….
It is the performance that is like a crisp break off the edge or reality what ever that is. Happenstance of a poets poem *smiles with the poem* buzzards morn in crazy lights that break in warm shivers of muse-its that thinks the round world is solid>>> stillness animated in a loudness of soft worms suffering from guiltless pleasures>>>hardly
really cool piece, i like the sitar sounds and the screams, and of course the poetry. great, man.
"The truth is a can of worms, squirming with regret" fab stuff. This is like a sober acid trip.