Here is my contribution to the latest songwriting challenge offered by Minnesota Association of Songwriters:
Write and record one song and complete one of these three concepts.
A stranger comes to your door, and/or….
You find a class…
Here is my contribution to the latest songwriting challenge offered by Minnesota Association of Songwriters:
Write and record one song and complete one of these three concepts.
A stranger comes to your door, and/or….
You find a class…
I had fun singing this at the open mic this past week.
Originally written for a song writing challenge using the phrase *"Chicken Plucking Time In Petaluma"*
Written with John Bennett - Find more John Bennett music here:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLB8kZ_1SeK4wsNtEoYwlEzCbGVt0XA6ny
______________________________________
Walking On A Winter’s Day
Sunlight glistening on freshly fallen…
Written with John Bennett - Find more John Bennett music here:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLB8kZ_1SeK4wsNtEoYwlEzCbGVt0XA6ny
______________________________________
Walking On A Winter’s Day
Sunlight glistening on freshly fallen…
Beautiful! This really captures so much of my experience (my favourite time for walking). This is a very well composed piece and the playing and singing are amazing. Thank you
Written with John Bennett - Find more John Bennett music here:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLB8kZ_1SeK4wsNtEoYwlEzCbGVt0XA6ny
______________________________________
Walking On A Winter’s Day
Sunlight glistening on freshly fallen…
Every day, every day, every day
Every Day, Every Day, Every Day
Look for pleasure and always be kind
Every day, every day that passes by
Every day, every day, every day
Every day, every day, every day
You’ll be remembered by what you…
Written with John Bennett - Find more John Bennett music here:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLB8kZ_1SeK4wsNtEoYwlEzCbGVt0XA6ny
______________________________________
Walking On A Winter’s Day
Sunlight glistening on freshly fallen…
Every day, every day, every day
Every Day, Every Day, Every Day
Look for pleasure and always be kind
Every day, every day that passes by
Every day, every day, every day
Every day, every day, every day
You’ll be remembered by what you…
Every day, every day, every day
Every Day, Every Day, Every Day
Look for pleasure and always be kind
Every day, every day that passes by
Every day, every day, every day
Every day, every day, every day
You’ll be remembered by what you…
Every day, every day, every day
Every Day, Every Day, Every Day
Look for pleasure and always be kind
Every day, every day that passes by
Every day, every day, every day
Every day, every day, every day
You’ll be remembered by what you…
Every day, every day, every day
Every Day, Every Day, Every Day
Look for pleasure and always be kind
Every day, every day that passes by
Every day, every day, every day
Every day, every day, every day
You’ll be remembered by what you…
Here is my answer to the latest Song Writing Challenge offered by Minnesota Association of Songwriters ... Challenge Prompt: “Photograph”
.
.
Time it seems just keeps rambling on
Days turn to night and quickly are gone
Someday we all become…
Here is my answer to the latest Song Writing Challenge offered by Minnesota Association of Songwriters ... Challenge Prompt: “Photograph”
.
.
Time it seems just keeps rambling on
Days turn to night and quickly are gone
Someday we all become…
Here is my answer to the latest Song Writing Challenge offered by Minnesota Association of Songwriters ... Challenge Prompt: “Photograph”
.
.
Time it seems just keeps rambling on
Days turn to night and quickly are gone
Someday we all become…
Greg, the lyrics brought tears, silently sliding down my cheek, and a tug at my heart. The words have so much meaning and you found the true meaning of "Photographs" being a timeless picture of our memories. You have a special gift of music and I am so grateful you share with all of us.
Here is my answer to the latest Song Writing Challenge offered by Minnesota Association of Songwriters ... Challenge Prompt: “Photograph”
.
.
Time it seems just keeps rambling on
Days turn to night and quickly are gone
Someday we all become…
Here is my answer to the latest Song Writing Challenge offered by Minnesota Association of Songwriters ... Challenge Prompt: “Photograph”
.
.
Time it seems just keeps rambling on
Days turn to night and quickly are gone
Someday we all become…
Greg this is one of my favorites of all time. Your lyrics really touched me. And that timely harmonica just brings the bittersweet feel of the song. You are amazing!
I was looking through my messages and found this collab i did with Kari a while back in 2017 i had forgotten all about. so pleased i found it thanks Kari
Do you ever have an idea / song that you just need to get out of you and recorded, even though it's so rough that you'll want to re-do it over and over again? This is one of those for me....
Drive Until The Signal Dies
Verse 1
Your Silence…
Now that’s a powerful song! I could feel the emotion dripping out of it. Great visual image of “drive until the signal dies”. Well done! You have raised the standard for all of us . . . again.
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
Now here's a bit of an oldie - the second song I ever wrote. In... 1978!
I think I played it once, or maybe twice, at school assemblies. My musical peers and colleagues back then dismissed it as corny/rancid pop music…
That’s a long way back! Long before any of us could easily record at home. It’s a fun song that you have held onto all these years.
I wonder we’re the next generation of musicians are? The garage bands, kids dragging instruments around, all that seems to be gone. You’re song has managed to bring back the memories of my youth.
This is the last song on The edge of Winter but it is not finished there is another part yet to be written ...
Winter's tale of woe : Part 1 - The end of winter. Part 2 - The last snowstorm
GONE - My sequester song...
Chain wrapped around the dog park gate
Weeds growing on the school yard lawn
Where has everybody gone
The chairs are stacked
And the stage is dusty
And my strings are getting rusty...
(C) Royal T Music
You know this story the apple tree, the snake.
it takes Hope and latin drums to kill a snake
don't leave home without your hand drum and you will thrive
The desert heat can twist a mode as the ears suffer a mirage .
Twist twisted spin in the heat your senses are turned senselessly swirling octaves high
Made possible by Gibson’s brilliant P - 90 ‘s
Here's a new song.
Just me...
KC
------------------------------------
I've been callin' your number – I was so alone
I've been callin' all night long – You didn't pick up your phone
I want to hear you whisper – Sweet things in my ear…
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
And here is the first reply to In Your Hands.
I say "first" because I've found another one, When I Try To Be Me, that Mrs R says I have to do too... but that's unlikely to be the next one I post because I'm working…
The other night I was sitting out watching a little fire in my backyard, and thinking about how useless it is to let the past dictate our present and future. This one is dedicated to all of us with relationships in our history that have no place…
Wow! Beautiful song! Better send this one to Carl.
Just to set the record straight, Yes, I played guitar and bass on this, but Colleen mixed it after we had a brainstorming session on how to do it. Nice Mix Colleen!
Like beavers and willows
Bats and mosquitos
Toad frogs and flies
Like algae and oil spills
Miners and coal hills
Black holes and light
(C) 2020 Royal T Music
(Funny song about an embarrassing moment that turned out well.)
I was making the rounds, gaining ground on this cute little brunette
In a bar in Fort Worth, Texas, one night I'll never forget
But then that bartender ruined my plans…
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
OK, let's delve once more into the magical shoebox of unused songs...
I've already recorded several that were written in 1994 (Sleeping with the Ghost, Elizabeth's Room, With Mum Again, If You Knew, A Hundred and…
JUNK
This week's prompt is "DIRTY LAUNDRY"
Key C
I got a call from Russell
He had to move his Junk
He'd filled his car
He'd filled his trunk
Big black bags of Something
I said, "What's with these?"
He said…
THE TIDE POOLS OF CALIFORNIA
When you're born in California
There are things you take for granted
The sunshine and the desert and
The forests, and the bears and the beaches
In the tide pools of California
In the memories of one little…
Comments on Greg Connor's stuff
What a gorgeous song. I just love these lyrics and such a peaceful melody!!
As easy as that Greg, a simple sounding song, but I can hear the complexity of it ... just wonderful ...
Did you know the original recording was made by a group called Them Other Pluckers?
Absolutely beautiful imagery! Love the picking along the way giving such a quiet peaceful feeling! Well done guys!!
Beautiful! This really captures so much of my experience (my favourite time for walking). This is a very well composed piece and the playing and singing are amazing. Thank you
Great picture painting guys ....
Another piece of magic Greg ....
Nice collaboration!! Love the chorus.
I try ....
oh wow...what a gorgeous song!!! That guitar is so peaceful and played with sensitivity. Truly beautiful. Thank you :)
Love the chord structure and the minor feel. Excellent chorus and as always great vocals!!
Your vocals are really awesome on this! Kind of resonating akin to a Johnny Cash vibe. I love it!!
Gregg, Been there done that so it resinates in my memories. Picked my self up too and found my way. Good stuff. May I cover it? JOHN BENNETT
Gregg, Been there done that so it resinates in my memories. Picked my self up too and found my way. Good stuff. May I cover it? JOHN BENNETT
Wow...this is gorgeous!!! Those lyrics are powerful (I have chills). That challenge really produced!
Blimey, that last verse is a killer Greg ..... Pure magic mate .... Pure Magic .....
Greg, the lyrics brought tears, silently sliding down my cheek, and a tug at my heart. The words have so much meaning and you found the true meaning of "Photographs" being a timeless picture of our memories. You have a special gift of music and I am so grateful you share with all of us.
You win!!! Colleen is right, love the lyrics and harmonica.
Greg this is one of my favorites of all time. Your lyrics really touched me. And that timely harmonica just brings the bittersweet feel of the song. You are amazing!
one mo' time.
Comments made by Greg Connor
Beautiful song
Now that’s a powerful song! I could feel the emotion dripping out of it. Great visual image of “drive until the signal dies”. Well done! You have raised the standard for all of us . . . again.
That’s a long way back! Long before any of us could easily record at home. It’s a fun song that you have held onto all these years. I wonder we’re the next generation of musicians are? The garage bands, kids dragging instruments around, all that seems to be gone. You’re song has managed to bring back the memories of my youth.
Beautiful
Great imagery! Who would have thought a year ago that we would have a summer like this?
I’m liking the tones you’re getting on your guitar.
Dancing in my jammies this morning!
Beautiful and soothing . . . Very pleasant.
Neat guitar sound.
Oh yeah, great song. I really like the way your guitar sounds. By the way . . . They never called me back either.
Beautiful.
Nice guitar playing! You got the touch Andrew!
Wow! Beautiful song! Better send this one to Carl. Just to set the record straight, Yes, I played guitar and bass on this, but Colleen mixed it after we had a brainstorming session on how to do it. Nice Mix Colleen!
Lovely, well played.
Short and sweet! An impression of a thought to be completed by the listener, maybe.
I love the ending. Everyone’s a winner.
Another keeper. I love the guitar playing. It’s one positive thing that has come out of this mess that everyone is in. Some great music is surfacing.
I’m laughing early this morning. James ...... you can write a song about anything.
Great memories. You really paint a picture.
My feet are tapping!