I have been involved in the migration of the Cosmic Singularity working files across to Nick's site, the reasons being two-fold - a) All the working files will be in the one place and Nick will be mixing/mastering the project so it makes sense and b) Nick's FTP space doesn't suffer from the problems of lost connection that was a continual hassle with Stephen's

Since the migration all has gone a little quiet on the Cosmic front but I am sure that'll explode into action again shortly!

She Was (including it's absolute wall of harmonies!) eventually became this.....hope you enjoy!

I have also just completed a PCS (Public and Commercial Services Union) three day course in 'Handling Personal Cases' that was extremely informative and very well organised and run. Thanks Maureen and Joan, I am sure that the skills received will be very much in demand as the workplace gets ever-more squeezed from all sides, with it's resulting oppression and continued demeaning of the most valuable assett, the people!

I wrote a few lyrical ideas -

Perfect Conception to imperfect deception the marionette has no strings on me in the land of their secrets with so little to see skeletons in cupboards with their rattling bones should be sent on their journey, should be sent to their home.......all alone everything's wonderful, crystals and candles expressions of grandeur sometimes heavy to handle behind the back of them all, in whispers of malice there's a poisoning in progress, with excess in the chalice let's get out in the open and talk of the past that will soon be so distant, things are passing so fast with a net newly mended we prepare for the cast in a turbulent sea, don't get stuck to the mast things can come in an instant, same instant be gone things born of the night can be history by dawn from a wondrous begining of immaculate conception don't let sweet turn to sour through imperfect deception. in this land of the big boys we can talk a good script but must never enact them as tales from the crypt with an outward transparence and an inside so dense form cartoonic confusion, making mockery of sense things can come in an instant, same instant be gone things born of the morning can by night time move on from a wondrous begining of immaculate conception don't let sweet turn to sour through imperfect deception. Copyright - Steve McAndrew

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Where is Your Heart

systems punish and penalise delegate, deputise WHERE IS YOUR HEART? while we're down in the dungeon we expect the next bludgeon we stand up and the shadows depart

united in joy, united in sorrow united today and united tomorrow the goal stays the same if you beg, steal or borrow WHERE IS YOUR HEART?

as the pressure keeps building though the flower it is wilting with a chorus that's singing as the phone keeps on ringing WHERE IS YOUR HEART?

the sun turns to shadow and the saltire bows it's head low follow darkness in full flow WHERE IS YOUR HEART?

there's the time for the action also time for retraction nice would be satisfaction WHERE IS YOUR HEART?

in stealth they can hound you while their reasons confound you then the doctor will sound you WHERE IS YOUR HEART?

Copyright - Steve McAndrew