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