Commie Salami Mommie is Pagan Lust's second studio album blending genres of rock, metal, punk, and blues.

08 Rites Went Wrong

This remastered album is the musical journey accompanying the harrowing events of Book 3 of "Hinter uns das Land" ("Behind Us The Land"), a poignant novel by Frank Talmon l'Armée. As the war closes in, the Feyerabend family, along with countless others, is forced to make the heart-wrenching decision to flee their beloved home in East Prussia. This collection of 16 tracks captures the emotional turmoil and the perilous journey that unfolds, painting a vivid sonic picture of a family caught in the midst of historical upheaval.

Book 3 plunges the listener into the chaos and fear of the final days of the war in East Prussia. The once-familiar streets of Danzig (now Gdańsk) become a haunting labyrinth of desperation and uncertainty as Inge and her family navigate the treacherous path to the harbor. The music reflects the growing tension, the ever-present threat, and the agonizing choices forced upon those seeking refuge. You will sense in the music the desperation of many refugees, but also their determination to survive.

The journey culminates in the boarding of the "Lappland," a vessel overflowing with refugees, all carrying their own stories of loss and hope. As the ship embarks across the vast and unforgiving Baltic Sea, the music evokes the vastness of the ocean, the precariousness of their situation, and the uncertain future that awaits them. You can hear in the sounds the inner turmoil of the characters: the children who do not yet fully comprehend what is happening and the adults who try to hold on to hope in the face of unimaginable fear.

From haunting melodies that echo the emptiness of a lost home to surging orchestrations that mirror the turbulent sea, this soundtrack captures the full spectrum of human emotion in times of war. Moments of quiet reflection are interspersed with powerful, driving rhythms, reflecting the resilience and determination of those who refuse to give up hope, although they know their lives will never be the same.

This musical collection offers a unique and immersive experience, drawing the listener deeper into the world of "Hinter uns das Land." It's a testament to the enduring power of family, the unwavering human spirit, and the search for peace amidst the ravages of war.

So We Lay Them To Rest (From the Original Novel Soundtrack)

"Static in the Frame" 

Lyrics

(Intro)

(Verse 1) 

...Everybody's smiling. Everybody's clapping.

They’re all looking at me, I don't know what's happening.

They’re hanging on a version of me that I just... invented.

Polished it, rehearsed it, presented.

I nod and say "thank you," but the words are hollow.

It's a flavor I can't taste, a pill I can't swallow.

How'd I even get here? I'm just reading a script.

Just a house of cards... watch it tip...

(Pre-Chorus) 

The camera's in my face, the flash is too bright.

They're gonna see the cracks if I stay in the light.

They're gonna see it, they're gonna see it, they're gonna—

(Chorus 1) 

STATIC IN THE FRAME! TELL ME CAN YOU SEE IT?!

I'M A CARDBOARD KING WITH A HOLLOW CROWN!

Y'ALL KEEP BUILDING ME UP, I'M GONNA TEAR IT ALL DOWN!

THE JOKE IS ON YOU!

I'M THE IMPOSTER!

THE JOKE IS ON YOU!

JUST A GOOD ACTOR!

(Post-Chorus / "Turnaround")

 ...Okay.

(Verse 2) 

He just shook my hand, he said, (imitating) "That was genius."

...I just heard "liar."

What's the difference?

This whole operation is running on wires

and glue and good luck. I'm a... a product.

I'm a well-managed brand.

And this "cool" exterior (chuckles) wasn't even what I planned.

It's just a shell. It's just a pose.

And the real me is... nobody knows.

(Pre-Chorus 2) 

The smile is getting heavy, my back is to the wall.

The clock is ticking, the clock is ticking, the clock is—

(Chorus 2) 

STATIC IN THE FRAME! TELL ME CAN YOU SEE IT?!

I'M A CARDBOARD KING WITH A HOLLOW CROWN!

Y'ALL KEEP BUILDING ME UP, I'M GONNA TEAR IT ALL DOWN!

THE JOKE IS ON YOU!

I'M THE IMPOSTER!

THE JOKE IS ON YOU!

JUST A GOOD ACTOR!

(Bridge) 

It's so quiet... when they all go home.

(long pause)

...Isn't it?

(Final Chorus) 

STATIC IN THE FRAME! IT'S ALWAYS BEEN THERE!

I'M A CARDBOARD KING IN A PLASTIC CHAIR!

YOU CAN'T TEAR ME DOWN 'CAUSE I'M NOT EVEN REAL!

HOW DOES IT FEEL?! HUH?! HOW DOES IT FEEL?!

THE JOKE IS ON ME!

I'M THE IMPOSTER!

...I'M NOT A GOOD ACTOR!

(Outro)

Static in the Frame

Song: Go Away
Artist: OBXIDION

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Go Away (VIP)

Rapped, written, arranged, composed, produced, originally performed by Jah-Femi Telewa

Rock Like B4

Yeah
When darkness falls
Right there is when the scums love to crawl
Dressed in black overalls
Witness evil as it sprawls

The scene is dark late at the night
The birds sing nought… cancelled their flight
Men kill… just out of spite
The fighter brawls… he’s drunk 2nit

Mentally bent… sentimental
Heavily spent… elemental
It’s just a deep situation
Regardless of your observation
Call it a deep notification
You’re slow to the conversation
Patiently calm demeanour
Drunk off the whiskey I pour

Just what I thought you were into
All sounds fun when you’re mental
All this right here that you’re feeling
Still your emotions are leaking
Shut up your mouth when I’m speaking
Drunk while your Mrs is cheating
Where was your love when it’s fleeting
Gambling your love on some street thing

Chorus:
Calm yourself
You’ll lose
Try again
You’ll win

Calm yourself
You’ll lose
Try again
And you’ll win

Verse 2:

When the pressure’s high

The tide rolls in

Try seek hit the sky

You’ll

Fly

I know not this guy
You’re stolen
Listen to me, guy
Or you’ll die 💀

Rock Like B4 carries that nocturnal grit… a tale carved from the alleyways where pressure molds men and silence teaches its sharpest lessons. The rhythm moves like a fighter’s heartbeat… steady yet unpredictable… merging dark streets… whispered warnings… and the raw resolve to rise again. This track holds your signature blend of poetic aggression and street philosophy… a sound born from midnight storms and inner fire.

Rock Like B4

Rapped, written, arranged, composed, produced, originally performed by Jah-Femi Telewa

“Fries Stay Dry” definition: Regardless of the intense heat aka pressure I don’t lose integrity I don’t crumble or get weak (moist)… now you have it from the horses mouth save it …. 

A wandering hiphop heartbeat tangled with country grit forming a bold roaming rhythm.

Nikos Mavridis … Viola
Caitlin Thomas … Cello
André Vasconcellos … Electric Bass
Christiano Galvão … Acoustic Drums
Modern Jam … Mix n Master

Instruments: Cello, Bass, Drums, (808)- maybe 

Hmmm
Hmmm hmmm hmmmm

Verse one:
Uh
The streets preach and you ain’t listening 
These diamonds are just glistening 
They shining so bright but your feelings ain’t right 
These gems are like food, good for you too eat
But you talk a whole lot to keep your status in the street (hmm)
Summin ain’t right with your style of thinking 
I tell you when to move and you just stand there blinking 
I’m So confused, how you get drunk drinking 
Just asked your baby mama, and you ain’t even speaking 

Chorus 
Come again 
Back around 
I’m in town

Come again 
Back around 

Verse two:
You brag loud but your pockets ain’t listening
Flexing on the net while your rent keeps whispering
You claim you got heart but your courage stays missing
Even your own crew say you move like fiction
Talking like a boss but you fold when it’s time
I see the fear in your stance… it’s written in your spine
You chase cheap thrills but you running from the grind
Tryna act like a king… when you barely hold the line


Chorus 
Come again 
Back around 
I’m in town

Come again 
Back around 
I’m in town

Chorus 
Come again 
Back around 
I’m in town

Come again 
Back around 
I’m in

Hmmmm
Hmmmm
Hmmmm
Hmmmm

Verse three (sung):
I seen men rise just to fall in their pride
Chasing gold they can’t hold… running blind in the night
They talk loud, but their footsteps never match up the stride
Trying to walk like giants… but their shadows don’t lie
And I’m standing here steady while they drift in the wind
Saying strength is a posture, not the noise that you send
If you’re living by the street… better stand on your spine
Cause the truth cuts deeper than a razor’s thin line

Chorus:
Come again
Back around
I’m in town

Come again
Back around

Come again
Back around
I’m in town

Come again
Back around
I’m in

Hmmmm
Hmmmm
Hmmmm
Hmmmm
Hmmmm
Hmmmm

Fries Stay Dry (Jah-Femi,  Lew, SE Num & Stephen Cory) [Live Band Edition]

So it begins in 2/4 then the usual 4/4. First time trying out just a D vamp although the bass line does begin with E. I’m using a 70’s funk clav that Stevie Wonder probably uses a lot and some more simpler funk piano rhythmic variations than my WeChat piano instructor.  Then a chord progression where I pretty much follow the chords with the melody. For the E7#9 at the end I learnt that if you play an E9 half a step higher before it it sounds good so I tried that and I do think it sounds good. Chorus goes to D Dorian with a bit of ii-V in the first phrase. Horn section for the chorus is done based on feel. For the last line of the chorus I tried an ascending whole tone run where it went D-E-F# paired with a more diatonic horn run  but I don’t think the mixer liked some of the dissonance of the whole tone on the root notes so he emphasised the more diatonic notes. I was OK with that. For the guitar solo the first couple of bars contain the melody I sang in my head. Then I played a 4th degree dom9 arpeggio over the Dm giving it a dorian feel. Then some shred wank (tapping) that I improvised. Then my signature (note - xxx - note -xx - note - x) lick and another line I sang in my head to end the BPM back to something in the 90’s. There are some bebop notes played by this effect called ‘cinematic funk’ in the last chorus. I did prefer the previous mixer but only by a little.Better groove than the previous funk song but probably not better melody. Hopefully we’ll get both right on the next attempt.

Lyrically, just being naughty. Putting a positive spin on things.  I don’t particularly enjoy this role but a positive spin on things makes all things …positive.

I’ll be your backdoor man
Just don’t leave the condom in the bin post  a 1 night stand. (Some element of truth where this woman used to call it a 套套。a ‘Dom Dom’ if you will. I think it’s definitely your first time cheating on your husband when you leave it in the bin like that.)
You have love. To Offer me.
And I return it to you with dignity

Who’s that man with the croissant knocking on my door
The ashes from his cig fallin’ on the floor
And if I pay for dinner will my husband find out?
That his bank account is ebbing today 

I think one of the lines in the chorus i am singing is do you remember when I kissed your trauma twofold


Backdoor Man

A little song I wrote the other day .....  the whole thing just came to me in a flash!

I played and sung all the parts .... and its all put down in just one take .... the drums, the guitars, the bass, the vocals ....one take!

Call you back

A song about anxiety, depression and loneliness.  

[Verse]

This tables damp...  Bleach and water.
Stopped for a Big Mac, fries and a Coke.
Dinner for one... eight and a quarter.
Then I'll walk, and have a smoke.

Anxiety, my partner in crime.
Every day, taken carefully.
A classic psycho paradigm.
Something's broken inside of me.


[Chorus]

Smiling, talking, that's not my thing.
A melancholy soul is a social sting.
Stuck in a thought quagmire.
With a head full of broken wires.


[Verse]

Like a sparrow without a host.
A tiny, lonely, innocent bird.
Alone, in a field on a broken post.
Only seen and never heard.

I don't smile, never lock eyes.
Keep lookin toward the ground.
Hide inside my fake disguise.
Panic attacks will cut you down.


[Chorus]

Smiling, talking, that's not my thing.
A melancholy soul is a social sting.
Stuck in a thought quagmire.
With a head full of broken wires.


[Bridge]

But, music is my happy place.
Every genre... a new highway.
Explore... then come back to base.
There's always hope for brighter days


[Chorus]

Because, smiling, talking, that's not my thing.
A melancholy soul is a social sting.
Stuck in a thought quagmire.
With a head full of broken wires.


[Chorus]

Smiling, talking, that's not my thing.
A melancholy soul is a social sting.
Stuck in a thought quagmire.
With a head full of broken wires.

Lyric by: Roger L. Smith
Vocals & Music by: Suno.ai

© Copyright Roger L. Smith & Ironically Insipid Records, 2025

Broken Wires

Quarks

Track out on all streaming platforms 12/10/2025 !
An interpretation of Orville Peck’s “Hexie Mountains” 

Orginal : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z93KdVfpyMM

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Hexie Mountains (Orville Peck Cover)

Phase Chroma is a high-concept duo occupying the luminous, melancholic space between Progressive Structure and Ethereal Art-Pop. Formed around a striking duality—precise, structural synth work meets vast, dreamy vocal atmospheres—the project exists to explore emotional resonance through meticulous design. Their music sounds like the aftermath of a beautiful, systemic failure. Tracks like the digitally fractured "Neon Decay" and the liquid, intimate vastness of "Ripples in the Void" showcase their signature approach: cinematic soundscapes where every layered texture and subtle metric shift is intentional. Phase Chroma doesn't just make music; they manufacture deeply felt sonic tension for the quiet, empty hours.