A song about long hours, hard days, harder nights, and always having people to fall back on. 

Produced by Greg Glen, thanks to GG and CSP for assistance with the vocals.

Love, The Guys.

Wanderslut

A song about moving on in life while staying true to the people and places that made you.

Wide Awake

On The Rails

Though the truth may vary, this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore. 

Little Talks - Michael Connor & Danielle Charron (of Monsters and Men cover)

A song that didn't write itself which is about songs that don't write themselves. (been having vocal issues lately. you can tell.)

lyrics: 

Miles ahead the river breaks
Over sea bank and spillway
Like the times before when we were lighter
High above the old ravine

Hope has found its better way
Comfort shadiness in hard rain
Like so many times when they found us
Hiding high in my basement

And there was love

Weave the dream of better days
Stall the ambulance in still frame
Write the ending everybody wants to read
And sing a song of sharp regret

There was love

The Author

A song about finding what you want and getting it.

Speak To Me

My ladyfriend and I present our second cover, Volcano, originally by Damien Rice. Of course with a little Mike and Dee personality. Enjoy! I know we did. 

Volcano - Michael Connor & Danielle Charron (Damien Rice cover)

A song about this crazy world. 

For some reason it came out a little muddy. Too lazy to fix it, just want you to hear it. 

Lyrics:

We’d sell our hearts on the internet if the price was right
We’d pull out all our aching teeth, and we’d auction off our wives
I think I might have pinched a nerve in my mind’s wandering eye
When I left home the last time

And there’s hope in your gut wrenching tales of heroism
And I’m addicted to the songs you sing
And there’s a rope still hanging where I stole the life from my lungs
So now I’m waiting to hear that voice again

We sharpen knives like impatient hunters, praying for a kill
We punch our time cards with eyes closed, fingers crossed behind our backs
I think I might have grown too tactless just to keep my damn mouth shut
I think I might not care at all.

And there’s hope in your gut wrenching tales of heroism
And I’m addicted to the songs you sing
And there’s a rope still hanging where I stole the life from my lungs
So now I’m waiting to hear that voice again

Take my life if you have to, and I won’t breathe a word
But I could sure use a getaway, a ticket out of town
I think I might have pinched a nerve in my mind’s wandering eye
When I left home the last time

Ticket Out of Town

A song about forgetting to tune your guitar before you record something, then not being able to add the bass that you wanted to. seriously. 

Little Sparrow

Wanted to record another song without going through the pains of actually recording it. So here's a live off the floor version of a song of mine called stargazer, about silly people who overlook really big shit. 

Michael Connor Music