Dark clouds are on the increase, explosions rent the air. Is there a mood for more destruction?
Is there anybody there? Who considers what will happen, if we go to war again?

I was prepared to listen to her advice about the cheese, but why was she dressed as Joan of Arc?

I see your face everyday You glance across then look the other way I struggle to hold in my actions and words As everyday my heart crumbles and burns

America in the 22nd century. Jasper is distracted from watching his favourite band by some young women who attempt to seduce him.

Perhaps I can make it I think with despair Just perhaps I can do it If I try hard enough But no matter how hard I try Why are all things still the same?

a nostalgic tale of 1970s Scottish football with a pasta sauce