In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
This might be one of my favorite songs of yours Greg.....lots of atmosphere and great guitar playing ..very tasteful....sorry to hear about your cousin though...way to young!
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
This is one of my favourite traditional tunes, for sure. This one pairs well with my last upload, A Harp in the Night. Maybe the two will become a medley... anyway, enjoy!
Trying out a new strat: not letting myself work on details on the computer until the skeleton of the song is complete. Result is a lot of variety in songwriting, but a bit rougher arrangement/mix.
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Yesterday I made a friend.
Someone I…
Thought I'd share something from my latest project: Putting together instrumentals of public domain songs to use as intermission music for a community theater production. We got dinged for streaming copyrighted music in our previous production…
Sometimes life tends to repeat itself if you're not careful.... Good to find a moment to recognize old patterns and shake them off.
Great help on this one from the MN Coffee Table Gang - Greg Connor on guitar and vocals, and Mark Lofgren…
I found a CD with a lot of my old songs on it, many I have re - recorded and are on here. This one I had forgot about. The Good Wife does her bit on it.
Comments on Greg Connor's stuff
Nice groove. Any rider can dig it from the first groan of that scooter.
Nice way to honer your cuz Greg. I think I will learn that one , if you don't mind. Good song great guitar. Ted
So sorry on you're loss Greg, but man, what a beautiful send off
I echo every thing that has been said so far. This is a beautifully-crafted tribute.
This might be one of my favorite songs of yours Greg.....lots of atmosphere and great guitar playing ..very tasteful....sorry to hear about your cousin though...way to young!
Ride on Mike, The wind is in our Faces, the road is my Way, Ill love it and Live the Hyway! Hell Man thats My way! Slidey sweet and Hard Way!
Yeah it's fast. No,you can't ride it.
OUT THERE IN THE WIND, You caught a edge of riding freedom. 48 is early to leave. still chasing the horizon somewhere. Ride on, brother Michael
Catchy tune
Cool tune.
Nice lyrics. Just the other day, a co-worker was telling me how annoying he thought banjos were. :)
Thank you for your comments! This is a nice tune :)
Sweet banjo , guitar , Irish Whistle. Masterful arrangement
This song makes me smile :) nice work. beautiful song, Greg.
Thanks. I am loving the banjo broman! keep up the soulful work
nice stuff
hhr awsome mini van yayayayaya
Sounds great. Gotta love live music. I'm my way to jam!!
Nice Live Set of Originals. I would like to have been there...........Steve
Sounds like a great night out.........
Comments made by Greg Connor
You old softy! This is a beautiful love song.
I like your style of playing. I play a little music with a friend who plays harp. It’s a beautiful instrument!
This is beautiful
Nice song! You mentioned it was rough, but it doesn’t sound that way. I think you’ve captured it.
Well done Tilden! The circumstances made me chuckle. Those Rosemont people will make you work for it.
I love it!
Great message! Let's see if we can live up to it.
Where … oh where is Lady Jane? I stopped by for “Just a Minute “
Slide and harmonica … my kinda song! Nice lead break at the end of the song.
Good advice! Very relaxed and solid presentation.
I'm giggling out loud. THAT WAS FUN! Great song Colleen. Thanks for including Mark and I in it.
Great message. We need more of this.
Good story! Ezyfolk was a long time ago.
I love this! What a beautiful piece.
I like it! Beautiful message.
I like it! It drifts along comfortably. This would make a great background on one of your videos.
Please don’t send her my way!
Beautiful imagery presented by your two voices. Very nice..
That's what we need . . . Human Kindness. I like the electric screw driver sound.
Reflective quality in a very stark light. “on my own” does that mean unsupervised?