In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
I guessing, but did that cold blast of winter air create this good ole song ?
If it did, lets hope the DAMN COLD I'm suffering brings out one as good as this.
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
Goodness, there's a name to be reckoned with!
I love everything about this track but I really love the harmonica. So perfectly in keeping with the song.
Well, I think you made an excellent and truthful tribute.
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Oh gosh, Greg, how beautiful! I miss you bunches over at ez. Make a deal with you -- come back to Richard's and I'll give alonetone another try. Stay gorgeous! GEM
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
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 guessing, but did that cold blast of winter air create this good ole song ? If it did, lets hope the DAMN COLD I'm suffering brings out one as good as this.
Now that is a great name!!! and a great tune..love the harmonica Greg...outstanding!
Well my comment is on the home page but not on yours Greg. "Curiouser and curiouser"!
This one gives me a good feeling, I hope somebody remembers me as well someday. (smile)
This one gives me a good feeling, I hope somebody remembers me as well someday. (smile)
This one gives me a good feeling, I hope somebody remembers me as well someday. (smile)
Goodness, there's a name to be reckoned with! I love everything about this track but I really love the harmonica. So perfectly in keeping with the song. Well, I think you made an excellent and truthful tribute.
Another crazy S.O.B. takes his hat off and goes, "Pilgrim, that sez it right there, yessiree." As fine a tribute to a friend as I've seen.
I am faved out.Super tune A story song always hits me right in the sweet spot!!!!!! I love it
Greg - beautiful. You amaze me with your talents for writing, playing the music and singing! Phil
what a fantastic song. One of your best
Really nice song, Greg.
Heartfelt and beautiful! That clean, "exposed" style is very courageous, if you know what I mean. (love the whistle too )
Just another great one Gregg. I really like the lyrics ...things I have thought many times, but not able to get it down like you can. Verne
The sound is very Townes Van Zandt... I was listening from the other when it first came on and I thot it WAS TVZ. Like an Irish TVZ.
Oh, so many could identify with this beautiful song. Tenderly done Greg.
Currenly kicking my admiration into overdrive
Oh gosh, Greg, how beautiful! I miss you bunches over at ez. Make a deal with you -- come back to Richard's and I'll give alonetone another try. Stay gorgeous! GEM
This wonderfull music just flows from you my friend. Another excellent one! Daryl
A well written song. Resonates on several levels.
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.