A nod to the magic of water.

Jerred plays fingerstyle rhythm guitar.
Bret plays doumbek and lead slide guitar

Between Rivers

From the album ‘Trust No Leaders’ by The Chronicles of Manimal and Samara. Released July 1, 2022. 

// Smell of Your Rot
“Smell of Your Rot” is about breaking free from the chains of psychological abuse. The song is told from the point of view of a woman who reconnects with her soul in order to take back control of her sense of self after years of living under the control and oppression of a coercive partner. A symphony of metal guitars and classical strings set the scene for this triumphant moment of liberation — which can be likened to waking up from “a deep restless sleep lasting years and year long”. Finally, she sees everything in the world in a completely different light.
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// The Album
'Trust No Leaders' is a record that weaves a voyage through heavy metal history — from its roots in the New Wave of British Heavy Metal up until present day, fusing heavy metal with their signature ‘poetry performance’. Set against orchestral and cinematic soundscapes, the record also pays tribute to non-Western musical traditions, including Native American and South American folk music, Vedic chants, and Indo-Persian classical music. The lyrics bring together elements from modern theater, classical Persian poetry, to Jungian Psychology and theology. 

Commenting on the motivation behind Trust No Leaders, 
TCOMAS: "Our inspiration extends beyond musical genres and the confines of discipline.The confluence of influences in our album extend throughout time and across cultures. In retrospect, this really captures our ethos: Look back into the past for insight, and look into the future with foresight. And in doing so, we created something new of our own."

Landing about 15 months after their debut album Full Spectrum, the duo’s sophomore LP expresses a more aggressive side to the band and was recorded last summer at TCOMAS’ studio in Camden Town, London.   

Discussing the new album’s motivation, TCOMAS:
"The current crisis and the events of our time have made it necessary for us to analyse, investigate, and expose the issues in urgent need of systemic change by looking inwards into the human condition. We want the album to be a beacon of hope, for making a future that prioritises people and the environment."
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// About The Chronicles of Manimal and Samara
Hailed as ‘pioneers of a new form of expression’ through the performance of poetry in music, The Chronicles of Manimal and Samara (TCOMAS) are a UK-based duo comprising Daphne Ang (Singapore) and Andrea Papi (Italy), who came together in London in early 2020 to record their debut album, Full Spectrum, released on 26 Feb 2021. Breaking new ground in the way they combine progressive music, poetry, and vision, TCOMAS fills a gap in music by bringing literature, theatre, and history, fusing rock and metal, with poetry performance. Their sophomore album, Trust No Leaders, is due to arrive on July 1, 2022.
 
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Smell of Your Rot

This is a song I made back in 2009, as instrumental. Picked it up again and added vocals
Wine Goes Well WIth These Conversations chords & lyrics:
Verse: C-Am-F-G
Chorus: Am-F-C-G (F-G)
Bridge: F-C-F-C-F-C-Am-G

v1
Nothing is new.
Im still doing fine.
Just came to think of you,
while killing some time..


v2
So how about you,
are you feeling okay?
Maybe I should come over,
just to talk,not to stay..


chorus
If your still alone,
I could drop by tonight.
maybe Ill bring some wine,
You think that sounds alright?
Now dont get me wrong,
I have no expectations.
But sure you agree - that
- wine goes well - with these conversations.


v3
Been quite a while,
since I last heard your voice.
Im not saying I miss you,
this was also my choice.


Chorus
If your still alone,
I could drop by tonight.
maybe Ill bring some wine,
You think that sounds alright?
Now dont get me wrong,
I have no expectations.
But sure you agree -
- wine goes well - with these conversations


Bridge
Get up in the morning,dont care to get dressed.
Spending most of the day doing nothing at all.
Getting drunk in the evening for a few hours rest.
Keep my phone within reach,just in case you should call.


chorus
If your still alone,
I could drop by tonight.
Maybe Ill bring some wine,
You think that sounds alright?
Now dont get me wrong,
I have no expectations.
But sure you agree -
- wine goes well - with these conversations.
You miss these conversations?

Wine goes well with these conversations

The mirror's cracked, the vision's blurred
But I believe in every word
Dreams won't fade if I keep them strong
If I'm wrong, I'll prove I belong

He wakes at dawn, chasing stars
Thinks hard work's what got him this far
When things go wrong, it's luck to blame
Yet he swears he'll win again the same

You call it madness, a fool's crusade
But I'll climb the heights that fear forbade
It's not deception - it's how I lead
Delusion's the strength I'll always need

She's solving a puzzle no one's cracked
Believes her grit fills what others lack
Smarter minds gave up the fight
But she's sure her hours will make it right

You call it madness, a fool's crusade
But I'll climb the heights that fear forbade
It's not deception - it's how I lead
Delusion's the strength I'll always need

They call it folly
Call it pride
But without this fire
Who'd even try?

He sings his heart in the shower each day
No crowds yet, but he's sure they'll stay
The stage is close, he feels it now
He'll take the mic and show them how

You call it madness, a fool's crusade
But I'll climb the heights that fear forbade
It's not deception - it's how I lead
Delusion's the strength I'll always need

The power of delusion keeps me strong
Without it, I'd never move along
Call it madness, call it pride
It's the flame that keeps me alive

The Power of Delusion

Polvojack
Additional Artists
Composer - Guillaume Doyon
Lyricist - Guillaume Doyon
Record Label
Polvojack
UPC
198999924183
Release Date
Feb. 17, 2025
Primary Genre
Pop
Secondary Genre
Pop
Primary Subgenre
Pop
Secondary Subgenre
Pop Underground
Mood/Style
Type: Experimental
Album Language
French
Artist Location
CANADA - Québec

L’épreuve


Il y avait quelque chose, je n'ai pas vu quand il cherchait, aux ombrages d’une ville, le mirage était flou. Après un certain temps, les 4 murs semblaient si perdus. Pas trop de trucs à faire, tout et son contraire. Je n’ai pas vraiment vu ce que j’essayais de penser. Peut-être pas un damné, mais un condamné. Fragment de vie, les premières neiges auront lieu le lendemain, l’hiver s’annonçait long et visiblement terne. L'ennui approchait lentement. Un quart de vie passa, ne laissant que des traces d’encre dans le temps. Dans mon semi-paradis, il y avait le brouillard. J’essayais d’avancer à pile ou face, même s’il y a toujours l’autre côté d’une pièce argentée. Argile et acrylique ne font pas bon ménage. Ça dure 22 heures et ce n’était pas forcément agréable. Au cours d’un hiver, j'essayais de creuser quelques neurones pour faire ou produire des choses que je n’ai jamais fait. Le mal de la décennie, le mal du siècle. Peu importe, la journée n'était pas encore finie, jusqu’à minuit il fallait comprendre à quel point les idées étaient mélangées, surtout lors de ces hivers où je répétais toujours les mêmes erreurs. Les cloches sonnèrent, le ciel clair avant Noël sirotant un verre de thé épicé gratuit. Répétant les mêmes habitudes sans aucune idée de quoi raconter. La même cuisine, la même chambre, toujours la même vue. Tout était remake de tout. Il ne semblait pas vraiment y avoir de but. Je me suis dit que la vie n’était pas si mal finalement, sans doute un cycle qui se répétait en boucle et pour lequel je ne pouvais rien changer. Avoir des idées c’est parfois plus difficile à penser qu’à concrétiser.

L'Épreuve

lucky to be 

talking about the cold cold wet winter    		
La Nina is promising to bring us this year   		
You say you don’t like wasting time on such small talk 	
But the weather keeps changing in such big big ways   	
And can you deny the size of those waves  		
Can not deny the size of these waves			

We’re shopping at Big Lots store closing sale
We’re looking for bargains on bargains on bargains
Its so much better than the zoo at the wallyworld
You won’t ever find me there on black Friday
But can you deny the size of those savings
You can not deny the size of those savings

We walked to MacDuff’s for a couple of beers 
We sat in the back while the band set up their gear
We snuck out the side door when they started to play
strolled home hand in hand under the moon in the sky
and can you deny the size of that satellite
I can not deny the size of that satellite
you can not deny
aren’t we 
Aren’t we so lucky to be 

I’m holding you tight under the covers
Here in my arms where you’re cozy and warm
And it doesn’t matter if it’s stormy outside
Here in my arms you can weather the storm
And can you deny the size of my love for you
Can not deny the size of my love for you
You can not deny the size of my love for you

Talking about the cold cold wet weather
La Nina is promising to bring us thing year 
You say you don’t mind the cold dark wet days
As long as together we can weather the storm
And can you deny the size of my love for you
Can not deny the size of my love for you
You can not deny the size of my love for you
You can not deny
Aren’t we 
aren’t we so lucky to be
Yes we’re so lucky to be

Lucky to Be

Small talk...
Just speak to avoid silence

Small talk...
Just speak to avoid silence

Oh, the weather's nice today (So nice)
It's warmer than last may (Definitely)
Did you hear about the neighbors? (Tell me)
They just moved to God knows where (Really?)

Better say nothing (Nothing at all)
Than to make small talk (Small Talk)
Still, it's not always easy (It's not easy)
To just stay silent (Bla bla, bla bla)

Better speak your heart (Shy heart)
Than talk in vain (Small Talk)
But it's never that easy (It's not easy)
To be just honest (Bla bla, bla bla)

Oh, Traffic’s bad, took me so long (Same for me)
Mornings always feel so wrong (I agree)
Coffee’s cold, but I don’t mind (I prefer tea)
Guess it wakes me up just fine (Hopefully)

(bla bla, bla bla) x4

Better say nothing (Nothing at all)
Than to make small talk (Small Talk)
Still, it's not always easy (It's not easy)
To just stay silent (Bla bla, bla bla)

Better speak your heart (Shy heart)
Than talk in vain (Small Talk)
But it's never that easy (It's not easy)
To be just honest (Bla bla, bla bla)

Small talk ...
Just speak to avoid silence (bla bla, bla bla)  
Weather...
Sunny or not sunny day (bla bla, bla bla)
Small talk ...
Just speak to avoid silence (bla bla, bla bla)  
Weather...
Rainy or not rainy day (bla bla, bla bla)

Small Talk

I live in Divine way in Divine Light.

Lyrics.

My Divine Day
I drink my morning coffee
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Kleem Angali
Om Kleem Varahi
Om Kleem Parvati

I feed the cats and dogs
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Kleem Shreem Brzee

I feed the horses
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Kleem Namo Narayana

I chop the wood
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Om Om for the Lords the Planets

I make the food
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Kleem Gum Ganapataye Namaha 

I create the videos
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Kleem Namah Shivaya 

I act
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Kleem Hannumate Namaha

I rest
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Kleem Saravanabava 

I made this song
to you
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Om Om to the whole God Family 

I live
in Divine way
in Divine light

Om Kleem Hum Gum Namo

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A sonic war relic from the novel "Behind Us the Land" – fusing post-industrial brutality with raw rap storytelling to score the Feyerabend family's 1945 escape.

Sound:

Bass as Trauma Pulse: Switches between 808-like dread and metallic shrieks (like Stuka sirens)

Drums as Death March: Snare hits mimic MG42 bursts, kicks echo refugee footsteps

Rap DNA: Half-sung verses morph into typical Rap flows (think Clipping. meets Protomartyr)

Archaeological Sounds: Authentic WWII bomb impacts, Danzig's cobblestones cracking

"Post-rock's despair meets rap's urgency – my mother's diaries ('...and then the guns fell silent') spat back as survival rhymes over collapsing basslines."

For fans of:

The Body's bass-driven doom with Billy Woods' historical lyricism

Godspeed You! Black Emperor scoring a war documentary

Music that doesn't entertain – it testifies

📖 Soundtrack to the novel "Behind Us the Land"
🎤 Lyrics sourced from my mother's survival diaries

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TRACK: "Run Through the Fire, Climb Over the Dead"

Ein klangliches Kriegsrelikt aus dem Roman "Hinter uns dem Land" – verschmilzt post-industrielle Wucht mit Rap-Erzählkraft zur Vertonung von Flucht 1945.

Sound:

Bass als Trauma-Puls: Pendelt zwischen 808-Drohnen und Stuka-Sirenen-Schreien

Schlagzeug als Todesmarsch: Snares wie MG42-Salven, Kicks wie Flüchtlingsschritte

Rap-Einfluss: Zeilen im typischen Rap-Stil (zwischen Audio88 und Author & Punisher)

Sound-Archäologie: Echte Bombeneinschläge, splitterndes Danziger Pflaster

"Post-Rock-Verzweiflung trifft Rap's Dringlichkeit – meine Mutter's Tagebücher ('...und dann schwiegen die Waffen') als Überlebens-Reime über kollabierenden Basslinien."

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Swans mit der lyrischen Wucht von Haftbefehl

Einstürzende Neubauten vertonen ein Geschichtsbuch

Musik, die nicht unterhält – sondern bezeugt

📖 Soundtrack zum Roman "Hinter uns das Land"
🎤 Textfragmente aus den Flucht-Tagebüchern meiner Mutter

Run Through The Fire, Climb Over The Dead

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Your my Hero, touches the heartbreaking topic of children battling disabilities and disease. Inspired by my grandson, who battles cystic fibrosis. He faces each day with determination and courage.

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