The song "Incident In Wandsworth" captures me witnessing unrest and racial hatred in West London in the late 70s?

Here are the lyrics:

Verse 1:

Walking through the dusty streets of West London

The sounds of the city around me fill my senses

All my plans and intentions have come undone

Arches, pavements, alleyways and fences.

Straight ahead I take a left turn.

Standing where the Palais used to be.

The neon lights are like a bright sunburn.

It’s all coming back to me.

Chorus:

Incident in Wandsworth.

Angry scenes of a violent crowd.

Incident in Wandsworth.

Noise from the stereo is far too loud

Verse 2:

Taking a seat in Firenze’s coffee establishment

Spending my last few coins on the cheapest thing

All of my hopes and dreams are just my best intent

Peace symbol hanging off my brass keyring

Straight ahead I take a left turn

White City at the BBC

I take a trip on a day return

Steel Pulse at the Marquee

Chorus:

Incident in Wandsworth.

Angry scenes of a violent crowd.

Incident in Wandsworth.

Noise from the street is so loud

Middle 8:

A multi cultural society

The pulsing rhythm of the sound systems in the street

I sprinkle cinnamon on English Breakfast Tea

Sat in the cafe at my favourite window seat


Verse 3:

Passive aggressive I can seem defensive

Stop for a moment I have to think twice


Listening to opinions that are offensive

Sometimes I have to heed my own advice

As I climb aboard the last train home

Cup of coffee and a chocolate bar

Carriage rattles past the astrodome

Prop up my bike in the freight car

Chorus:

Incident in Wandsworth.

Angry scenes of a violent crowd.

Incident in Wandsworth.

Noise from the street is so loud

“London Fields” drifts through the half‑lit corners of East London, where solitude feels strangely familiar and every shadow carries a memory. A blend of hazy Rhodes, fractured delay, and late‑evening melancholy, it’s a song about standing alone in a place that still somehow feels like home.

Chestnut Grove by SteveClarke

A calm, meditative song.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Morning on the back steps Tea gone cold in the cup

Tracing the circles in the sand Pebbles and stones break [up

Trail across the gravel I’m standing here alone

Mysteries that unravel At the lake where I skim the stones

Chorus:

Zen Garden Calm my restless mind

Zen Garden Leave my troubles behind

Zen Garden Place where I choose to stay

Zen Garden Soothe my troubles away

Verse 2:

Sunlight filters through the Gaps in the bamboo screen

Slow the world outside Until it’s a fading dream

There’s no past no future Just the present in my head

Climbing off the rollercoaster To slow down instead

Chorus:

Zen Garden Calm my restless mind

Zen Garden Leave my troubles behind

Zen Garden Place where I choose to stay

Zen Garden Soothe my troubles away

Middle 8:

I can’t face the world outside these four walls

Tiger pacing slowly down the paper hall

Verse 3:

Koi fish on the surface There in the tranquil pool

Down the stream behind Where the water runs cool

I can’t move the mountain And so I move the grain

Such a peaceful feeling Sunshine after the rain

Chorus:

Zen Garden Calm my restless mind

Zen Garden Leave my troubles behind

Zen Garden Place where I choose to stay

Zen Garden Soothe my troubles away

Genius Is Pain

Verse 1:

One thing I have learned. Genius is pain

You pick your self off the ground. Just to be knocked down again

One thing you must know You have to face the truth

The wisdom of your age Is not wasted on the youth

Chorus 1:

There is music to be found In the sweet sound of birdsong

There is poetry in everyday conversation

There is beauty all around you just have know where to find it

It’s so easy just to be looking too hard

Verse 2:

Something I have found. Genius is pain

If love is not the answer then you’re asking the wrong question

In all the things I know. and all the things I don’t know

I know the things I know that I don’t think that I don’t know

Chorus 2:

There is magic to be found In the smiling faces of children

There is wisdom in the speeches of Michael Foot

I think laughter is the best cure I know for depression

It’s so obvious but easy to overlook

Middle 8:

Looking at the world from a fresh perspective

I can see all to clearly where I went wrong

It doesn’t take the mind of a great detective

To write my thoughts down clearly in this song

Verse 3:

John once said to me. Genius is pain

Everything that goes around comes back to you again

One thing I must learn. To fingerpick guitar

But I am crap at fingerpicking. Close but no cigar

Chorus 3:

There is something to be learned. In everything that you encounter

As Socrates once said, “to be is to do”

I don’t know why it took so long to reach the obvious conclusion

There’s a lesson in our failures that’s true

Verse 4:

One thing I have learned. Genius is pain

Clouds are overhead and I’m standing in the rain

One thing I have found. Hiding up my sleeve

If you say something often enough people will believe

Chorus 4:

There is music to be found in the crowd sound of people

There is poetry in the writings of Chairman Mao

There is wonder all around if you keep your eyes wide open

There is clarity in minds not plagued by doubt

A love song.

The central theme is how uncoordinated and hopeless I am round the subject of my affections. Here are the lyrics.

Hopeless case I lost all trace of reason since I met you

Hapless clown defences down how easily I let you

Get under my skin and I'm free falling hear you calling my name

And I have no explanation for this strange situation

I am just a hopeless case hopelessly in love with you

Lost for words that's quite absurd for me when you think about it

Swept away in disarray but I never really doubted

I was under your spell and I'm still reeling I'm feeling so strange

There is no explanation for this bizarre fixation

I am just a hopeless case hopelessly in love with you

The sky is incandescent stars that shine reflected in your eyes

These are the strangest changes and I am mesmerised

Hopeless case, a clumsy graceless oaf I am for certain

Broken plates tripped up on skates I fall for your diversion

You get inside my head and I've stopped thinking I'm drinking your words

I have no explanation for this new complication

I am just a hopeless case hopelessly in love with you

Bald Architect is a slow, heartfelt ballad about friendship, distance, and the quiet ways time reshapes the people we once knew. The song traces the life of Terry — a schoolfriend from days of technical drawing classes, lunchtime guitars, and the feeling that the future was wide open.

Built around a gentle piano foundation and a shimmering electro‑sitar riff inspired by the Chi‑Lites’ Have You Seen Her, the track carries a warm 70s soul nostalgia. The sitar becomes the song’s emotional signature — a ghostly echo of youth, memory, and the bonds that never fully disappear.

As the verses move from shared teenage dreams to adult drift, the refrain “Everything changes far too soon” becomes the song’s quiet truth. The final verse delivers its emotional weight with understated honesty: the news of Terry’s passing, and the surreal stillness of attending the funeral of someone who once felt like part of your everyday life.

With intimate vocals, soft orchestration, and a reflective, cinematic stillness, Bald Architect is a tribute to the friends who shape us, the years that slip away, and the memories that stay luminous long after the people have gone.

The song is about visiting my favourite English seaside town in winter when it's quiet and enjoying the peace and tranquility.

"Alien Landscape" is a metaphor for how broken down and derelict a city looks late at night when the pubs and clubs all chuck out.

The song is about a person's inability to always be in control of fate and luck and to accept how things fall sometimes and go with the flow.