Hello forum friends. Nice to be back again!! Things continue to be more hectic than I feel like they should......that's life I guess. Hearing a lot of great stuff here....this forum is truly a magical place! In the '22 BIAB, there was a "band" called Backpacker. It is been a source of great inspiration to me. The tracks create the old James Taylor/Carole King vibe. I used this combo of tracks and added some flute with the Fluffy audio free flute, with Brent doing is best Danny Kortchmar. I've already written 5-6 songs with this band and probably will do many more. I'd love to hear what you think of it. Take care all. Greg



It Looks Like Rain

You tell me its my imagination
You tell me that nothing has changed
But in your eyes I see the resignation
I know you know things aren’t the same

Now we find ourselves in these positions
Neither of us wanted to
And you try to put on a sunny disposition
But I can see the clouds coming through

Baby, it feels like rain
I see the storm clouds gathering over the plains
And I’m not sure we’ll find an umbrella
To keep us dry this time

It sure feels like rain
We can’t fend off the storm
We can’t hold back the pain
Just can’t deny the darkening skies
Bad weather’s come to find us again
It looks like rain

I never thought you could measure the depth of love
By the ease with which it may grow
Why sometimes it don’t fit like a hand and glove
I don’t think anyone knows

In some ways, maybe we’re just too different
In others, maybe too much the same
It ain’t for lack of trying, ain’t for lack of interest
But I’m feeling the signs jus the same

Baby, it……..