From Bonaparte to Lionheart from the mayflower to the superpower all Nations have produce refugees at one time or another we're all to blame for this ever increasing burden of shame

A song for Nina nick named (Nivea) because she's soft on your soul and skin; she's the spirit wind that blows in-between our bolderous bone heads , the kharmatic kinetic energy we often overlooked untill she opens her mouth then a riotous colour of rhetoric pours forth flooding our bland banality with sage and meaning.

A song I wrote after spending the morning at the law courts in front of a scottish judge called Elizabeth Mccreath . The local villains and usual suspects know her by the nicknamed of Black Bess due to her uniform and dark brooding temper.

The human hunter gatherer brain is so very hard to truth train but maybe not if you start using the new silicon scopolamine dream and drip feed it daily with some digital dopamine served up from our omnipresent Turing machine.

A short song I wrote about riding aboard the busiest train in Europe the 7.32 Woking to Waterloo 100 million passengers a year pass through Waterloo which makes for some terrifying or tantalising flesh to flesh points of view . All rights reserved

A little ditty I wrote as a final song for 2021 new year's eve , after watching solders marching up and down at the nearby army base I was thinking if covid turned everything up side down how we may have had a Marshall law military lockdown , I've done it in a military two step rhythm with the emphasis and accent on that very final beat of attention as if stamping the foot of authority down but still to a humorous tune.

A song I wrote to commemorate the courage of Christine, the first transgender beauty queen who, back in 1953, bravely decided to have her gender reassigned to its rightful sexuality, in order that she might be set free from the burden of living with her very unwanted masculinity. But it would be a long journey from the first roll of that snowball before the LGBTQ+ community finally made their stand for equality at the pub we now know as Stonewall.

A song about the parable of the prodigal son .The mother sings the verse softly in swing rhythm knowing that her son is bad the father answers in a call and response singing the chorus fast loud and agitated but by the end of the song he also finishes by singing in her harmonious swing now convinced to forgive .

A song about how after you've been to school and university and earned a degree you become nothing more than a worker Bee moving to the tune of their one two three whilst secretly we all want to break free.

A song written for James who wanted some thing on the subject of the biblical scorpions