Here is a song I wrote in the early days of the COVID lock-down in 2020. I rewrote the lyrics two years ago and created a BIAB track based on guitar, mandolin, mandola, and fiddle. I liked it but I scrapped the arrangement, as it didn't fit the sound I was going for in the Americana Blues album. Hence, this funkier version.

https://fredgrittner.bandcamp.com/track/troubled-times

Troubled Times

Somehow
I kept my distance
Ghosting this town
No sense
Going through the motions
Had to shut it down
In these troubled times
Fear has staked its claim
Words go up for grabs
Trust a guessing game

Don’t need
To have you sugar coat it
Tell it to me straight
False hope
A fetching proposition
With rumors making weight
In these troubled times
Maps hard to read
Stars not aligned
Only my past is guaranteed

Things stopped getting better
Pushed back without any say
Finally found a foothold
Might be rock could be clay

Priced out
Looking for a future
That’s already sold
So hard
Trying to find an answer
Pushed off on hold
In these troubled times
Facts must stand or fall
Truth must rest its case
All bets are off on judgment calls

Bass, Acoustic, 2903 BluesyPopByron Ev 100
Piano: 2906:Piano, ElectricVintage, Rhythm BluesyPopMike Ev 100
Guitar: 2904:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm GrittyBluesyPopBrent Ev 100
Guitar: 3163:Guitar, Baritone Electric, Rhythm BluesyPopSteady8thsBrent Ev 100
Guitar: 3201:Guitar, Electric, Soloist LaidBackBluesyBrent Ev 10
Organ: 4305:Organ, Rhythm SoulfulRock Ev 095
RealDrums: BluesPopBusySnare^03-a:HiHat DoubleKick , b:Snare, HiHat

Fred Grittner
2020 iMac, Sequoia 15.5, Logic Pro
https://fredgrittner.bandcamp.com