Chris Grenier sponser me tape 2008. Sponsor me pleaseTim Ronan is what happens when John McDermott collides with Pink Floyd… a little slide, a little shred, a little boogie… and a symphony of sound from six thundering strings combined with lyrics that make you wish you could relive that first time in the back seat of a Chevy with the radio on full blast!Tim was raised in the bayou back of Tottenham, Ontario, but never quite grew up, and whether he’s straddling the stick of a Cessna in his day job as a pilot, or riding up the neck of a guitar, Tim’s having fun—and he’s determined that his audience is part of the ride. The loudest and rowdiest pub audiences northwest of Toronto have been his teachers. Busking on the streets of Australia, New Zealand and Israel cradled him to the art of seducing the unsuspecting ear. Tim Ronan has a poem, a promise, and a chord to raise your heart, and a little hell, on the road to every musical heaven.
