Steve Thompson 
Oh No Something aint right You don’t wanna talk And I don’t wanna fight You seem so close Yet so far away The truth will come out In the light of day Are you there at all When I take you in my loving arms When you close your eyes Who do you see When … Read more
I WAS SO AFRAID I’D RUN AGROUND AND NEVER GET TO SHARE THE THINGS I’D FOUND LOOKING BACK I SEE IT NOW I WAS NEVER ALONE MAYBE I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN because…….. YOU WERE THERE LOOKING THROUGH MY EYES YOU WERE THERE SEEING THE SAME SKIES AND WHENEVER WE’RE APART WHEN I LOOK INTO MY … Read more
I had a great time over the past two days with my fellow artists from the WMDJ Voices project. This is a multi media project with Photographer, Peter Dixon and poet, Tom Kelly. Click here for more information. The WMDJ ìbandî pictured right (click image to enlarge) spent the last two days working on the … Read more
By Earsdon Church I saw one day as I was walking home a sad and lonely place where stands a silent stone This silent stone it told to me a tale of working men but how could these be miners when some were only ten The story now was fading in nineteen ninety nine I … Read more
I once worked with an (Irish) sound engineer who was often required to supply pices of music for advertising jingles. He would take a piece of library music and recortd it to quarter inch tape. Since this machine ran at 15 i.p.s. (Inches per second) he could now measure out the required piece with a … Read more
I walk down the street With time on my hands The signs on the walls Show far off lands But I don’t know a soul In this neighbourhood Can afford the fair They’re stuck here for good The only way I’ll ever see the world Is if I can become A rich mans girl Use … Read more