Recorded on a handheld Tascam recorder, with (unfortunately) a little too much guitar, and not enough vocals. Sorry Rick, I'll do better next time, Greg

I spent some time in 2012 and 2013 to record my friend Rick who was just learning how to play guitar. He had grown up playing drums in different bands and found the joy of writing songs. Rick is no longer with us. Greg Connor

I spent some time in 2012 and 2013 to record my friend Rick who was just learning how to play guitar. He had grown up playing drums in different bands and found the joy of writing songs. Rick is no longer with us. Greg Connor

I spent some time in 2012 and 2013 to record my friend Rick who was just learning how to play guitar. He had grown up playing drums in different bands and found the joy of writing songs. Rick is no longer with us. Greg Connor

I spent some time in 2012 and 2013 to record my friend Rick who was just learning how to play guitar. He had grown up playing drums in different bands and found the joy of writing songs. Rick is no longer with us. Greg Connor

I spent some time in 2012 and 2013 to record my friend Rick who was just learning how to play guitar. He had grown up playing drums in different bands and found the joy of writing songs. Rick is no longer with us. Greg Connor

I spent some time in 2012 and 2013 to record my friend Rick who was just learning how to play guitar. He had grown up playing drums in different bands and found the joy of writing songs. Rick is no longer with us. Greg Connor

I spent some time in 2012 and 2013 to record my friend Rick who was just learning how to play guitar. He had grown up playing drums in different bands and found the joy of writing songs. Rick is no longer with us. Greg Connor

I spent some time in 2012 and 2013 to record my friend Rick who was just learning how to play guitar. He had grown up playing drums in different bands and found the joy of writing songs. Rick is no longer with us. Greg Connor Here is…

Lyrics and Chords: Winter Solstice Written by Greg Connor When the G days are short, and the C evening’s so D long And the C wind is D shaking the G trees When the cold snow crunches C beneath your D feet And your C cheeks are D…