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A song I wrote Inspired by advances in bionic hybrid humans, nanotechnology, and D N A cancer fighting T-cells ,  our replacement organs are now grown  in pigs that have been humanised with our own DNA or by  chimerism , while viral vectors and gene therapies blur the boundaries between species. As biology and technology merge, are we in danger of becoming a human hybrid chimera as like the cat on...

This is a tune I wrote for my godson. It's sung through the eyes of his sister, whom he annoys dreadfully in the usual sibling rivalry. At the moment, he's become Michael Jackson after seeing the new biopic, dancing to "Billie Jean" and all the Jackson 5 tracks.

This is a song I wrote about the femme fatale that kind of woman against whom you have no real defense; Not only are they extraordinarily beautiful, but they also possess  deadly weapons: charm, intelligence, high brow breeding, and perhaps the most dangerous vice of all vulnerability;Their eyes seem to cry back, "Save me," as though they have the soul of a child refugee  trapped inside...

This is a tune I wrote for my godson. It's sung through the eyes of his sister, whom he annoys dreadfully in the usual sibling rivalry. At the moment, he's become Michael Jackson after seeing the new biopic, dancing to "Billie Jean" and all the Jackson 5 tracks.

A song I wrote about the ironic “Western.” When I was growing up, we were fed on Westerns and Walt Disney until they became hardwired into our heads. Even now, I still remember the names of Billy the Kid and Jesse James. The first movie I ever saw in the cinema was Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, which was a masterpiece. For a child, viewing it on a huge silver screen looked so real, as if you...

This is a song I wrote after reading about Cleopatra, the undisputed Queen of the Nile. She could seduce kings, queens, and leaders alike, especially from Rome’s top echelon. Yet she was also ruthless having her brother and sister murdered and feeding rivals to the crocodiles kept at her palace in Shatby. She walked across the backs of servants laid out like human pontoons so her feet would never...

This is a song I wrote about two young lovers who were separated by death, leaving them both with broken hearts until the angels took pity on them and eventually brought them back together. They watched the man walk the lonely streets for a lifetime, with the ghost of his lost love following in his footsteps to the place where, as young lovers, they used to meet. Unfortunately, it’s based on a tru...

This is a song I wrote after reading about the Campbell Curse, called The Curse of Bluebird , in which anyone who had anything to do with these speed machines usually met a fatal or financial end. In many cases, being involved with them seemed to fast forward the future toward a destiny death.

This is a song I wrote about the move stars and their love of Cars which soon become mafee and moulded to their own persuasions and  personalities with bizarre customized outcomes.

This is a song I wrote after listening to a friend explaining the details of a dating site he was uploading his advertisement onto. The reason I say this is that it resembles buying a car, where you look at the details, bodywork, etc. You put in an age category, model/gender, mileage/number of owners i.e., marriages/partners, then swipe left or right and hold to view in detail just like on many si...

This is a song I wrote after reading about the ravens in the Tower of London.   Long ago, they were the city’s street cleaning squad as they are now. The Tower’s executions were, to them, a rare treat of meat.  Now they're a tourist greet, their bellies packed with blood biscuits rabbit. Pampered, praised, and plump, they are awarded military rank and are subject to the same strict code as so...

This is a song I wrote about the men in black those dreaded debt collectors. They arrive like dark shadows of doom looking very similar to funeral directors who carry away a corpse ;These guys also cart away a lost life.   I've experienced both , neither was a pleasant experience, You're left with a big empty space where once  life used to thrive.

This is the song I wrote from a poem five years ago,  i called it Mood indigo it's about getting up for work on Monday morning with a banging hangover, my mother's words echoing the chorus !! .

This is a song I wrote about the aristocrat, a now very rare endangered species of the human race , I had the privilege of being in the company of one whilst working aboard a luxury yacht, quite a wonderful  man.

This is a song I wrote after reading about how Edinburgh University is using old plastic bottles (i.e., PETs) to cure Parkinson’s disease. When polythene plastics become spastic, then the acid chains that build us are being refined and redesigned ;How long before the human is built from a plastic can or a tin of Spam? These boffins at Porton Down, with their chemistry sets, will make us into their...

A little tune wrote for mother's Day whilst watching families on mothering Sunday in my local cafe.

I wrote this song after seeing apocalyptic images of Iran following strikes on its oil refineries and chemical works perhaps even facilities similar to the germ-warfare laboratories at Porton Down. The skies turned so dark they resembled a solar eclipse, and soon black rain began to fall. This mirrors the effects of nuclear winter, where soot and debris rise into the high stratosphere and spread w...

This is a song I wrote about the new designer babies that are now being developed for rich people who want the perfect DNA genetics for their offspring by having a cut-and-paste double helix. But how long before a maverick or manic puts together an extra synthetic helix designed by AI nano biotics  a three way zip with a chromosome clip?  Let's face it, Elon Musk has chipped up the brain with...

This is a song I wrote about the short but violent life of the gangster, racketeer and business man called "big Al Capone" who ruled the American Prohibition era boot-legging  booze , brothel's and bars.  He came out of the notorious Five Points slum district described as the "Hell’s Kitchen" of New York; the last bastion of Beelzebub.   He basically murdered his way to th...

This is a ditty I wrote about the boy from Brixton "Bowie". The chameleon of creativity, the style Tycoon who pushed convention  over a cliff ;My mother and father hated him and used to call him a looney toon with a head full of cartoons hence the chorus. But his iconic innovation shaped the world of pop, and that’s why  I loved him then and now , even when interviewed you can see he was...

This is a song I wrote after speaking with an old friend, Davey, about our young  blood glory days. Now that we’re heading towards a midlife spread, we were reminiscing about the wild, crazy lives we led fast cars, fast women, and, like my thumbnail caption says, fast boats. Looking at me aboard a sailing yacht called Sylvia , I can’t believe how slim we were. I was known as “Six Pack Steve,” but...

This is the song I wrote for a friend of mine who's moving abroad to live with his new bride , it's a massive step into the unknown . I myself once did it at eighteen and never looked back who dares wins!!. Good luck Mon Brave , remember The Groundhog Day   A packet a pay , and a sky of grey is the alternative if you stay.

This is a song I wrote about how old guitars are now becoming works of art, where people acquire them for their musical museums.   One guy I know air plays them at home on a mirrored stage with spot lights an black leather .  The thumbnail shows The black Strat which sold for £13.6 million dollars.

I wrote this song after hearing how the gambling citadels / casinos of the world spend billions crafting their digital Devil's delusions to make the punters feel they're one moment from winning the jackpot. The sons of perdition have certainly built some of the most magnificent Temples to Temptation.