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…
Next in the little pile of songs from the shoe-box. This one has the date 27th January 1994 written on it, but it's describing an episode from many years earlier when I was, I'm guessing, something like 12 or 13 years old.
I had to go to a…
I should be working . . . but . . . I just had to take another pass through your video again.
Something about that last chord and the expression on your face.
Now, off to work!
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
-
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
-
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.
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
I should be working . . . but . . . I just had to take another pass through your video again. Something about that last chord and the expression on your face. Now, off to work!
Delightful lilting song
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.