It’s like floating down a river
When you’re not quite in control
That river’s going to take you
Only where it wants to go
So you reach out with conviction
At debris along the way
That river’s going to take you
If you give up and say…
It’s like floating down a river
When you’re not quite in control
That river’s going to take you
Only where it wants to go
So you reach out with conviction
At debris along the way
That river’s going to take you
If you give up and say…
Cool sounds and fabulous lyrics. Over the last few days I've been sharing this very message in various forms in various places... That's probably why I like it so much... And I've come across others saying the same thing... It might not be filtering through to the media (at least not the stuff I'm seeing/hearing)... but then it's not very news-worthy! ... But if there's a bunch of us ordinary people thinking and saying this and similar... then I'm feeling quite encouraged :)
My wife Rita mentioned that she had not heard my dulcimer on any music recently, so I tuned it up and wrote First Morning Light. A little Low D Irish Whistle flavored it just a bit.
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Fresh air through…
My wife Rita mentioned that she had not heard my dulcimer on any music recently, so I tuned it up and wrote First Morning Light. A little Low D Irish Whistle flavored it just a bit.
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Fresh air through…
My wife Rita mentioned that she had not heard my dulcimer on any music recently, so I tuned it up and wrote First Morning Light. A little Low D Irish Whistle flavored it just a bit.
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Fresh air through…
My wife Rita mentioned that she had not heard my dulcimer on any music recently, so I tuned it up and wrote First Morning Light. A little Low D Irish Whistle flavored it just a bit.
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Fresh air through…
My wife Rita mentioned that she had not heard my dulcimer on any music recently, so I tuned it up and wrote First Morning Light. A little Low D Irish Whistle flavored it just a bit.
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Fresh air through…
My wife Rita mentioned that she had not heard my dulcimer on any music recently, so I tuned it up and wrote First Morning Light. A little Low D Irish Whistle flavored it just a bit.
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Fresh air through…
This song is a work in progress. I attended an online songwriting workshop hosted by Chad Shank (Minnesota Songwriters Association) who was talking about songs with varying length lines to create more of a conversational atmosphere and the use…
This song is a work in progress. I attended an online songwriting workshop hosted by Chad Shank (Minnesota Songwriters Association) who was talking about songs with varying length lines to create more of a conversational atmosphere and the use…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
This song is a work in progress. I attended an online songwriting workshop hosted by Chad Shank (Minnesota Songwriters Association) who was talking about songs with varying length lines to create more of a conversational atmosphere and the use…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
Oh yeah. What a song. Paints all sorts of images/stories in my head. But yeah, I end up yearning for the Paradise I recall myself... Faved, accidentally unfaved, and FAVED again! (Got a bit clicky there lol)
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
I had myself a dream last night
As I tossed and turned in bed
The window was open wide
The street noise jangled, in my head
.
I was dreaming of a better time
It was all so clear to me
Wind whistled through the pine trees…
I had myself a dream last night
As I tossed and turned in bed
The window was open wide
The street noise jangled, in my head
.
I was dreaming of a better time
It was all so clear to me
Wind whistled through the pine trees…
I had myself a dream last night
As I tossed and turned in bed
The window was open wide
The street noise jangled, in my head
.
I was dreaming of a better time
It was all so clear to me
Wind whistled through the pine trees…
Another Sunday afternoon project . . . this has been sitting around unfinished for a while and so has my Alonetone account, so I recorded & uploaded this original song. All sounds by me.
1st Verse:
I'm just passing through, doing what…
I decided this was a good song to post on Thanksgiving as a way to say thanks to all the folks on AloneTone for listening to my music over these past few years. This is another song in the studio work I've been doing this year. We're still tinkering…
This is a song that put together three musicians.
The target was to create a music for a presentation as background music, then it became what it is today. Named Soundscape V the nickname is now Three Bottles and an Headphone.. just what was…
Nice recording! Those microphones sound great.
Writing and recording these songs has been a lot of fun for me. This particular song is growing on me every day.
My light-hearted take on a serious issue.
Over- prescription of powerful and addictive drugs, and the unknown and (to some) worrying relationship between doctors and the drug companies.
Disclaimer: Dr. Kreviss is a fictional character, and any…
A Piece of Pi is our newest composition. It’s a brief summary of the story “Life of Pi”. A wonderful story needs a wonderful song. Hopefully we can meet this challenge and find like-minded people out there.
Well done...
Ooh, I just got to the vocal. Nice, and I like that bass too.
8 minutes of enjoyment. Just enough time to take a look at your website posted on your profile.
Howling At The Moon capo @ 1 in E
E E^ E
E A E A E
I pull on my jeans and tighten up my buckle
E^^ B7 B7^ B7
If I’m not crazy now, I will be soon
E…
I recorded this one a while back for a short film which I am told will be out soon.
It's a reworking of my earlier piece, [gypsy caravan](http://alonetone.com/colingarvey/tracks/gypsy-caravan).
A bit of a musical kinda song.....
I DID WRONG
Counting on my fingers, counting on my toes, the years go by, but life is so slow
where life leads, to where it goes ,where it’s heading, no one really knows
But a small mistake a wrong place…
This is Fun! We may have to do this again in a few weeks.
I'm planning to sing this live tomorrow night at the Rosemont Jam. Harley will be playing bass. We could use some harmony if you are free.
I wrote another verse, subject to approval and Tweaking:
Broken Windows throwing stones
I don’t know how to heal these bones
I tripped and fell hurt more than my pride
If only my woman was by my side
I’ve been down this road before
I found myself on the cold hard floor
I picked myself up and carried on
Now my woman, now she’s gone
Honey I’m comin, home to you
A broken man, who’s sad and Blue
I need you back, and I’ll be true
Honey I’m comin home to you
I’ve spend my life, in foolish ways
Makin bad decisions, and then I pay
And it hurts me more, than you know
I’m Comin home again, broken so
MORE WINE!
Once in a nightmare
I knew you then
I think we were related,
I'm not sure
maybe we were strangers.
We'd look in windows and climb
the trees that grew,
and if it'd rained outside
we'd take off our shoes.
And when I'd see you
I would…
I remember a long time a go, there was a band called "It's a Beautiful Day". They had a song called "White Bird".
I don't know why, but this song reminds me of that sound. I love it.
Very retro sounding guitar too.
Comments on Greg Connor's stuff
I likes it more with each listen
Cool sounds and fabulous lyrics. Over the last few days I've been sharing this very message in various forms in various places... That's probably why I like it so much... And I've come across others saying the same thing... It might not be filtering through to the media (at least not the stuff I'm seeing/hearing)... but then it's not very news-worthy! ... But if there's a bunch of us ordinary people thinking and saying this and similar... then I'm feeling quite encouraged :)
Thanks to Rita for the lovely suggestion. I've never heard you play the dulcimer. These lyrics are so lovely... Beautiful all around
Wonderful Greg, wonderful ....
I hope your resume says multi instrumentalist!!!! love the sound I needed a peaceful song right now!!
Oh yeah... love this one.
Oh that sounds gorgeous. Very cool song, and a gorgeous recording.
Great sound on the dulcimer. Beautiful song! very much enjoyed! KC
I like it !
If this one could be bought at the record mart , he’ll yes I’d buy it
I want to go to paradise... it’s raining here
Oh my a second go round. This is my fav. That is song writing all right. Fan fav
This one got me choked up. Really beautiful Greg. You’ll get there, and I’ll be cheering you on for sure!!
Oh yeah. What a song. Paints all sorts of images/stories in my head. But yeah, I end up yearning for the Paradise I recall myself... Faved, accidentally unfaved, and FAVED again! (Got a bit clicky there lol)
Ha I remember a lil conversation between two friends on this singular topic........ Get back you deserve this .
Think I'll hang up my guitar now Greg , that has got to be the best song I've heard from you, Faultless mate, Faultless .....
oh yeah....I need Paradise!! great one Greg....
Great song. Really like the harmony in the middle
Are you dreaming of up north?... this is a real keeper. I love your lyrics as always and the harmonica is the perfect touch!!
Great lyrics, love the chorus...another beautiful song!!
Comments made by Greg Connor
Still Good to listen to this!
Good stuff. That guitar sounds great.
Outstanding! Great Bass line, groovy marimba, and the harmonica has a hint of a German accent. Excellent message. You got it MAN.
Beautiful .... The perfect sentiment for Thanksgiving.
Soothing
Interesting sounds. I'm trying to figure out what you're doing. Like "Prood" said: "FUN" especially the dog at the end.
Nice recording! Those microphones sound great. Writing and recording these songs has been a lot of fun for me. This particular song is growing on me every day.
Yes, that IS interesting.
Very Refreshing. I wasn't expecting this, it's good fun.
Nice Bass with Strat / keyboard Introduction. And then it gets even better.
Well done... Ooh, I just got to the vocal. Nice, and I like that bass too. 8 minutes of enjoyment. Just enough time to take a look at your website posted on your profile.
I just found you on YouTube . . . Good Stuff James! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0IL1HCW3uzE https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRukvPERWZk
Power piece of music! That harmonica sounds pretty good.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . that felt good !!!
Love the piano! Good humor.
I love that powerful voice of yours!
I noticed that you are getting a lot more fidelity out of your recorder than me. Let's remember that for next time.
Ahhhhh . . . There it is. The Glass song that we were talking about the other day!
This is Fun! We may have to do this again in a few weeks. I'm planning to sing this live tomorrow night at the Rosemont Jam. Harley will be playing bass. We could use some harmony if you are free. I wrote another verse, subject to approval and Tweaking: Broken Windows throwing stones I don’t know how to heal these bones I tripped and fell hurt more than my pride If only my woman was by my side I’ve been down this road before I found myself on the cold hard floor I picked myself up and carried on Now my woman, now she’s gone Honey I’m comin, home to you A broken man, who’s sad and Blue I need you back, and I’ll be true Honey I’m comin home to you I’ve spend my life, in foolish ways Makin bad decisions, and then I pay And it hurts me more, than you know I’m Comin home again, broken so MORE WINE!
I remember a long time a go, there was a band called "It's a Beautiful Day". They had a song called "White Bird". I don't know why, but this song reminds me of that sound. I love it. Very retro sounding guitar too.