Music Steven Richardson

Thirty years ago climbing aboard over night sleeper trains could turn into a complete disaster the vodka to Vladivostok the dickie Darlington the newkie brown night club, the Scots rail slangie, all these or most of them are now dry runs probably due to the terrible conditions people got themselves in.
A notorious one I climbed onboard was the Southampton slammer full of sailors just let loose from the ship what a nightmare should have been called the vomit express.

A song for Big Manchester Pete, the hardest-looking man you'd ever meet, though his face may seem like it was made for a trick or treat, inside he had a big old heart that was as soft as a boiled sugar beet.

a short song I wrote for my god children on a train to London obviously the premise revolves around their favorite savory snack of the day "hula hoops" the things we do for love eh?.

A tune I wrote for a Bambi brown eyed girl who sells The big issue outside Morrisons I always end up giving her my money and then I give her the magazine back she only needs to inscribe that look of grief she could take the shirt from my back .

A song wrote about a mafia boss who was born in Le panier Marseille the last bastion of Beelzebub , he then rose to become France's ultimate crime Capo Di Capo lasting fifty years before being gunned down in Paris for an old corsican vendetta all rights reserved .

A song I wrote whilst looking at the selection of sapiens on a train station I was wondering if we mixed all of them together as if they were paint in a garden shed, would we all end up resembling some khaki olive coloured bread or maybe a DNA glue that resembles a fudge fondue . All rights reserved