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STS

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UK CPC group established circa 1989 by Hangman. STS, for Secretsoft Technical Services, was a general CPC coding and cracking group rather than specifically a demo-group. Several of the most well-known members of the early 1990s UK Amstrad scene took part in STS. STS's slogan was "STS - it's a load of old w-nk", complete with accompanying theme tune which could occasionally be heard in issues of BTL.

STS continues in the form of Hangman's Leatherhead computer shop, STS Computers.

STS members

Among STS's members have been the following:

STS's 'spin-off' group of less ethical members was occasionally known as the Lords of Justice.

STS Software

Several commercial programs were released under the STS Software banner. These included Soft-Lok, a Speedlock transfer utility.

STS also released PD programs such as Lockcopy-85 and Lockcopy-88, and a small number of demos and intros.

Songs

  • STS Theme Tune:
    • STS - it's a load of old wank
    • Let's kick Derek Hyland in / Twat him with a rolling pin / Celebrate with a double gin / Stupid twat!
  • I Like PD (to the tune of 'I Like Chinese' by Monty Python):
    • I like PD / I like PD / It's very nearly almost free / And it only takes 20 years to get to meee...
  • Get Out of the Way (to the tune of the Addams Family theme):
    • Get out of the way (boink, boink) / Get out of the way (boink, boink) / Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way
    • The M4 pile-up started / When Daniel Heatley farted / To jail he was carted / When the police caught up with him
    • They were asphyxiated / By the gas his guff created / The superintendent stated / That he's a proper crim
    • He phoned up Simon Cobb / But he was on the job / The twat had stuck his nob / Into Big Bitch's quim
    • Get out of the way (boink, boink) / Get out of the way (boink, boink) / Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way
  • Smells Like David Carter (to the tune of 'Smells Like Teen Spirit')
    • Most lyrics lost to posterity, but excerpts included:
    • What is this excuse for an abortion? / It's David Carter, treat with caution / Where has his granny really gone? / We fed her to a cyclotron / Demo, demo, demo demooooo...
  • Scully in the Dirt