TM Steven's skill and proficiency globally as a bassist and vocalist is leg… Read Full Bio ↴TM Steven's skill and proficiency globally as a bassist and vocalist is legendary. A luminous figure amongst today's bassists, he has unbelievable energy, stunning stage presence and knows how to win a crowd over within minutes. His ferocious, yet melodic, style of bass is as unique as his larger than life persona. Never losing sight of his own special blend of signature roots music Heavy Metal Funk with his band Shocka Zooloo, TM's versatility and heavyweight skills as producer, songwriter, singer and instrumentalist are obvious on his now six solo albums with a seventh due in summer of 2006.

His extravagance, combined with tenderness and complimented by a whole lot of 'Funkiness', is enriched through years of recording with award-winning stars like Steve Vai, Cindy Lauper, Little Steven, Tina Turner and Billy Joel. A former member of he Pretenders, TM recorded on the platinum album "Get Close" and also produced and arranged, amongst others, the album "Tribute to Deep Purple According to New York" on which artists like Yngwie Malamsteen, members of Living Colour and Bernie Worrell (P-Funk) all participated. It was TM who contributed the compelling groove with his unmistakable style on Joe Cocker's mainstream classic "Unchain my Heart." Together with Narada Michael Walden he penned the billboard hit "I Should Have Loved Ya." (Source: http://www.tmstevens.com)

Genocide
T.M. Stevens Lyrics

Sand falling through our hands
Yet we claim that its water
How many generations till
We stop poisoning our sons and Daughters
Loudly lost miss shapened minds
Still lining up for the slaughter

Blindfolded standing side by side
Self slaving, man graving
Man made mental genocide

Still daily in slaving its victims
Listen as the crowds unified Confusion galore
Looking for enemys when there Here on it shores
How many years will it take
Before the earth quakes from all The selfish hate
Take back my eyes and ears
So I can only feel the Earths fate
If I dont come home and wait
A front you pearly gold gates

Sand falling through our hands
Yet we claim that its water
How many generations till we stop Poisoning our sons and daughters
Loudly lost miss shapened minds
Still lining up for the slaughter

Time to separate the sheep from The wolves why are we do Complacent with what weve Been Told

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Written by: Samuel Schumaker

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