Sometimes it comes down to the simple pleasures of life.
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Hop into my Lincoln Continental
Head on down to the greasy spoon
Table or booth is inconsequential
Long as I can find some room
Waitress coming with a…
Sometimes it comes down to the simple pleasures of life.
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Hop into my Lincoln Continental
Head on down to the greasy spoon
Table or booth is inconsequential
Long as I can find some room
Waitress coming with a…
I hadda go and play this after a long day with very light lunch, right as it's getting to be dinner time. Working in Prague this week - now I gotta find me a Czech greasy spoon. It'll be beer, not coffee.
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Sometimes it comes down to the simple pleasures of life.
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Hop into my Lincoln Continental
Head on down to the greasy spoon
Table or booth is inconsequential
Long as I can find some room
Waitress coming with a…
Sometimes it comes down to the simple pleasures of life.
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Hop into my Lincoln Continental
Head on down to the greasy spoon
Table or booth is inconsequential
Long as I can find some room
Waitress coming with a…
Sometimes it comes down to the simple pleasures of life.
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Hop into my Lincoln Continental
Head on down to the greasy spoon
Table or booth is inconsequential
Long as I can find some room
Waitress coming with a…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
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…
Remember when Rick was in his office and Jim dropped his pen on the floor.
Jim had to lay his head on his desk to reach his pen.
Rick thought he had a
heat attack and was afraid he may have to give him mouth to mouth. Of
course Rick told the story so good he had us all cracking up.
I still miss those days. Great group of people. Super One was growing so fast and
everyone's sales were way up and we just had fun. Is Rick retired?
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
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…
Just a few stories recieved on email regarding our friend:
Eric always tells the store about when Jim was trying to get into his
little Buick Skylark to go to lunch. Of course because Jim was so big he
had to hold on the top of the car and lower himself in. Well Eric decides
to wash his windshield and shoots washer fluid all over Jim while he's
stuck trying to get in the car. Eric had to pay to dry clean his suit.
__________________________________
I've been thinking lately of all the stories about him. Like when I would take him out to lunch. He'd order some big thing like the broiled trout, toss salad with oil and vinegar and more.
Then the waitress would look at me. I would say "I'll have what Dad's having".
He would erupt claiming "I'm not your father you Bastard!"
Good Times ... Good Times! I still giggle when I think about some of his antics.
______________________________________
I remember when he bought his first BMW. I asked him what kind of millage he got. He said "Who gives a shit"
______________________________________
I was in his office trying to present some promotion. He dropped his head on the desk when I mentioned the price, and it scared the hell out of me.
I thought he had a heart attack, and I was going to have to give him mouth to mouth
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
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
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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…
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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
Wonderful lyric! Lovely laid back atmosphere. Niiiice guitar work!
I hadda go and play this after a long day with very light lunch, right as it's getting to be dinner time. Working in Prague this week - now I gotta find me a Czech greasy spoon. It'll be beer, not coffee.
I like the pulse of this song. Nice job Greg.
love the guitar work, good greasy food, one of the best ways to use your mouth. I can think of one or two more
Love the hesitation guitar/this is a smooth rocking tune of a most excellent degree.
Now this is right up my alley...a song about food!!! great lyrics Greg.....very nice guitar fills in the background...
Smooth as silk Greg
a very lovely moment in musical time,, very very well done
Excellenttt.
Beautiful.
Man- this has it going on! Great sounds! So sweet!
What a PRO! A fine tune Greg. I really enjoyed that.
What is that rhythm sound, Damn . I cant figure this out
Ah now, I should have saved this one for last before bedtime. Ah, really nice Greg!
Remember when Rick was in his office and Jim dropped his pen on the floor. Jim had to lay his head on his desk to reach his pen. Rick thought he had a heat attack and was afraid he may have to give him mouth to mouth. Of course Rick told the story so good he had us all cracking up. I still miss those days. Great group of people. Super One was growing so fast and everyone's sales were way up and we just had fun. Is Rick retired?
Really nice. Great acoustic guitar work, nice vocals. Evocative lyrics that fit the music well. Well done!
Just a few stories recieved on email regarding our friend: Eric always tells the store about when Jim was trying to get into his little Buick Skylark to go to lunch. Of course because Jim was so big he had to hold on the top of the car and lower himself in. Well Eric decides to wash his windshield and shoots washer fluid all over Jim while he's stuck trying to get in the car. Eric had to pay to dry clean his suit. __________________________________ I've been thinking lately of all the stories about him. Like when I would take him out to lunch. He'd order some big thing like the broiled trout, toss salad with oil and vinegar and more. Then the waitress would look at me. I would say "I'll have what Dad's having". He would erupt claiming "I'm not your father you Bastard!" Good Times ... Good Times! I still giggle when I think about some of his antics. ______________________________________ I remember when he bought his first BMW. I asked him what kind of millage he got. He said "Who gives a shit" ______________________________________ I was in his office trying to present some promotion. He dropped his head on the desk when I mentioned the price, and it scared the hell out of me. I thought he had a heart attack, and I was going to have to give him mouth to mouth
Guitar sounds really sweet...is that the new one? Really professional sounding recording...
He was always a loner, But didn't despair, He strum, And he strum, And he strum. singing
~slowly the river flows, it bears me there where I never was~
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!