There’s a black cat who can be seen
All around the neighbourhood
Bushy tail and eyes of green
Sure as hell she’s up to no good

She will come to say hello
And she may even linger
If you try to pet her though
She’s likely to bite your finger

She’ll watch you from the garden wall
With calm interrogation
As if she’s weighing human souls
For some dark organisation

She naps beneath the neighbour’s car
Or sunbathes on your chair
And somehow, though she owns no house
She’s everywhere, and nowhere

They say she brings a streak of luck
Though good or bad, none can say
If ever she should cross your path
You’ll learn it—come what may

Perhaps she’s what we wish to be
Unbothered, sly, and free
The world her home, the night her friend
No master—only mystery
 

Black Cat

Never Too Old For Ska

Noodle Soup

Flying Kilim

Early Bird

Bad Robot

Really Shake It

A Quarrelsome Reputation

Dusk turns to dawn
Cold lash of rain
Streams down upon
My windowpane 
I stretch and yawn
Then drift off again
  
So soft and warm
Blanket, pillow
Outside it storms
Winds howl and blow
Will we go out?
I don’t suppose

No need to go outside
Let’s stay right here
Set out the candlelights
For atmosphere
Wear slippers instead of shoes
Make a big pot of tea
Simmer up a hearty stew
Just you and me

Fire dies down
Embers they glow
Grandfather clock
Ticks nice and slow
Just like my heart
In the comfort of home

Our time to hide
If they should look
Curl up inside
Our cozy nook
Here we’ll abide
Reading our books

World spins fast outside
There’s no need to race
In here is where we’ll find
A more leisurely pace
Everyday moments
Of simplicity
Basic components
For all to live happily

So warm in here
You’d never know
Out there’s so cold
Rain’s turned to snow
Melts as it drips
Down steamy windows

Look out to see
On the plum tree
A robin has perched
Softly it sings
Verse unrehearsed
What joy it brings

Sipping my tea
In my big thermal socks
Don’t matter to me
If the temperature drops
Got double glazing
Plush carpeting too
Some pumpkin bread baking
I’ll share my piece with you

Once in a blue moon
If we’re feeling so bold
Put on our big snow boots
Venture out in the cold
Catch up with the blackbirds
Say hello to the wrens
And when we’ve had enough words
Then we’ll come home again

Hygge

Industry of Cool

Morning comes, I'm moving slow
Not quite sure which way to go
Try a shuffle, then a slide
Feels like learning how to ride

Finding my step, steady and slow
Listening close to where I should go
Not chasing a rush, just keeping it true
Letting the rhythm show what to do

Some days steady, some days wild
Some days timid as a child
Trust my heartbeat, trust my pace
I'll find my step, I'll find my place

Some days I drift, some days I drive
Still there's a beat that keeps me alive
I'll follow that line, wherever it bends
I'll follow that road where it never ends

Tap a toe and start anew
Doesn't matter what I do
When the world feels out of tune
There's still a beat I'll follow soon
I'll trust the beat that lifts my feet
Every rhythm, soft or sweet
Let the worries fall behind
I'm stepping into my own mind

Left may falter, right may roam
Still I push forward, I'm coming home
The path is mine, the road is wide
I step into it with nothing to hide

Finding my step, steady and slow
Listening close to where I should go
Not chasing a rush, just keeping it true
Letting the rhythm show what to do

Some days I drift, some days I drive
Still there's a beat that keeps me alive
I'll follow that line, wherever it bends
I'll follow that road where it never ends

Finding My Step

ROCKSTEADYTNT.COM

I’m Kelly Marshall, and Rocksteady TNT is where I blend ska, rocksteady, and reggae with the sounds I’ve carried with me — Eastern European folk, funk, soul, jazz, punk, hip-hop, and a few ’80s echoes. I play bass, guitar, keys, and whatever else feels right, layering each track at home in Glasgow. What started in 1999 as an experiment has become my way of honoring roots while inventing new directions — keeping rhythm, melody, and heart at the core.