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…
New song By Andy & Ron
Andy: Lyrics
Ron: music and lyrics, all guitars, bass and vocals.
About an aging rocker who thinks he can still impress the ladies!!!
Lyrics
Verse 1
I knew I was a rocker in my groovy leather pants
I looked at all…
I see your mind is going *"full speed ahead"*
Who would have thought that success with the ladies was all predicated on "Groovy Leather Pants". I think I better go get a a pair.
Nice guitar play too, by the way!
I'd been following the Euro horsemeat scandal since it broke in the UK some time ago. But the songwriter in me didn't react until Ikea found pony in their Swedish meatballs the other day.
Alonetoners - you're hearing it first!
** THE PONY…
Simple this one & new !!! Reuben Paul Harris born on this date to my Son & his good Wife. The blood line lives on for another generation !!!!
That's my Boy !!!
Love it, Love it.
Light & Bouncy. The ending is particularly touching. It sounded like the third generation weighing in.
Overall fantastic presentation.
Honest Man
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I went down to the riverside
Way on down where the water's deep and wide
I stripped right down to my naked skin
I jumped in the river and hoped I'd learn to swim
Cause I knew the river would take me
or I'd learn
And whether I live…
January Town
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With the snow coming down
in this January town
how could I not think of you
Oh the words that you said
still echo in my head:
When one dies one is born anew
In the parking lot of the graveyard
a stranger walked up to me
he said…
Second song by Martin Fox
Was on a Pete Townshend kick lately. this one came to me as i was listening to the random recordings on my phone. still not happy with the vocal mix. we spent a lot of time tweaking too.
My attempt at writing a bluegrass tune and an opportunity to try my hand at some flat pickin'
... loosely based on a friends experiences growing up in a small town in the prairies ... where everything is flat ... you know, a place where you can…
dedicated to our "cold hearted orb that rules the night",, bassoon and french horn exchange glances with one another, cross a web of strings with a little timpani,in for the flavor,,, i have been trying to figure a bassoon into my work, so here…
a small quiet piece for a Sunday evening,, all four string sections are present here,, violin, viola,cello and contrabass,,it's kind of fun to try to mix, and pass the various themes around,,
Country/Folk with just my acoustic guitar and my voice. An ode to my home state, North Dakota. This is a rough draft. Any helpful criticism is welcome.
My Brother lives in Bismarck. I think they'll bury him there too. It's his garden of eden for hunting and fishing.
You did a great job capturing the sentiment.
I'd been following the Euro horsemeat scandal since it broke in the UK some time ago. But the songwriter in me didn't react until Ikea found pony in their Swedish meatballs the other day.
Alonetoners - you're hearing it first!
** THE PONY…
I laughing out loud.
I wish I could fave this more than once. If this song had antlers, I would suggest you mount it on the wall. It's a REAL trophy!
Please excuse me while I "PRESS PLAY" again.
Arrangement by Jana Persson (Strummindude)
Accompanying vocals by Andrea Szirbik
CIVIL WAR
Holding down the borders
What's mine is yours
Folding down the corners
Of pages meaning more
Walking on the wire
Never thought to look for…
Nice job on this one Keith. Great harmony by Andrea.
I found this a couple weeks ago on RPM and left you a comment there as well.
You are good inspiration
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
Beautiful. A great tribute to your friend. Sounds like open tuning . . . my favorite!
Great guitar sounds and That's the way to belt out a song! Excellent
I see your mind is going *"full speed ahead"* Who would have thought that success with the ladies was all predicated on "Groovy Leather Pants". I think I better go get a a pair. Nice guitar play too, by the way!
I had to saddle up for another listen this morning. Well done!
A good depiction of the self employed musician.
Let's Celebrate! Congratulations Roger!
Love it, Love it. Light & Bouncy. The ending is particularly touching. It sounded like the third generation weighing in. Overall fantastic presentation.
I love it!
Great lyrics, and nice song writing!
I like how this bounces along.
Oh Yeah! I'm hungry for more now.
Me and My Kin like your song Big Much. Oops, I pushed the "play" button again. First Rate Stan !!!!
I love it, and I can definitely relate to it. This is getting to be a long winter. It's nice to hear a mandolin around here.
You are really creating yourself an RPM Challenge masterpiece. It's another beautiful contribution.
I thought I heard a little Aaron Copland in there. It's beautiful
My Brother lives in Bismarck. I think they'll bury him there too. It's his garden of eden for hunting and fishing. You did a great job capturing the sentiment.
I laughing out loud. I wish I could fave this more than once. If this song had antlers, I would suggest you mount it on the wall. It's a REAL trophy! Please excuse me while I "PRESS PLAY" again.
Nice chop in this one. I was looking over my shoulder for Bob Marley.
Good one. I like the acoustic guitar.
Nice job on this one Keith. Great harmony by Andrea. I found this a couple weeks ago on RPM and left you a comment there as well. You are good inspiration