Okay...we've been trying to get info out of these two for a while now, and they're fairly evasive when it comes to their past histories. Here's what we do know about REG:
He's a tall fella - around 6'5", and though we don't know exactly how old he is, he's no spring chicken. But then again, nor is his fashion sense. Looking perpetually trapped somewhere between 1964 and 1971, he claims to have been an integral part of the music scene for years and says he worked with people such as Alice Cooper, Diana Ross, U2's producer "Danny" Lanois, as well as Roger Moore (who's connection to the music industry is a bit of a mystery to us, too...but sometimes it's just not worth asking). A few scotches later, and Reg is telling us that he was skeet shooting with Phil Spectacle (?!) in the 70s and discovered the talents of Zamfir, master of the panflute while hiking through the mountains of Tibet. Whatever...
Anyway, Reg is the musical talent behind Connie and Reg. Sometimes under-medicated and often over-scotched, this gregarious uke-meister has somehow managed to create a whole new/old genre of music. Now, it's rumored that this latest collection of songs is actually part of a recording from years gone by...considered both musically and lyrically far too risquee and controversial for release in its day. An 8 track tape was recorded, but, litigation ensued, and eventually unnamed individuals received undisclosed sums and the unreleased work remained, well...unreleased. Thankfully, Reg's undiagnosed A.D.D. has prevented him from getting too bitter about it. Well, that and the scotch...
As for Connie, her age is not up for discussion (which pretty much tells you she's no spring chicken, either). When asked how long they've been together, Connie replies "An eternity". So, life before Connie and Reg? It's like trying to get a first hand account on life during the Jurassic era. All we know is that when Connie and Reg first met*, they knew it was right. Connie is the lyrical half of Connie and Reg. Where some may call her the more pensive or quiet one...let's face it, she's just the more bitter and crusty of the two. Give her a gin and some smokes, and she's happy.
As more info becomes available, we'll be sure to update...in the meantime, this is a small start.
The boring details: Connie and Reg reside somewhere deep in the 'burbs with 15 birds, and 2 fish - 1 still living. Their pet retriever, Mr Ruggles, died almost 2 years ago, however they still enjoy taking him out for walks even though he's not nearly as gifted with a frisbee anymore.
*In an unusual moment of disclosure, Reg recently admitted that when his car broke down on the way to a gig, it was fate that Connie pulled over and accurately diagnosed the broken solonoid switch in the motor. There's just something about a lady wearing a cocktail dress, pearls with a butt hanging out of her mouth as she hovers over the engine that's simply irresistable!)