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

// The Chefs Song
'The Chefs Song' is a satirical vaudeville that dramatises the pressures of working in a busy kitchen. What the theatrical comedy of the song belies  is a sinister truth, a tragedy that plagues our modern societies — the prevalence of modern slavery in the 21st century.

According to a study by the Human Trafficking  Foundation (2018): More than 1 in 10 people who work in hospitality in the world are reported to be working under modern slavery conditions. For far too long, this has remained hidden from the public eye — behind the closed doors of some kitchens, hotels, and restaurants.

Cover artwork image courtesy of Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam 

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LYRICS

Ladies and gentlemen
Culinary connoisseurs
Welcome to our special
Evening Supper Club

Tonight we have a special guest appearance
From an award winning chef
Not to be missed

Before we begin
Could everyone please
Leave their opinions and children at the cloakroom
‘Cos no one wants to hear them, really

I don't want to overcook
I don't want to overcook
I don't want to overcook

This evening's menu
Features only the finest and freshest
Locally sourced produce

For starters
We have the exquisite foie gras
From the liver of our kitchen porter, Gary

Chop chop
Underpaid labour
Wash your hands
First In
First Out
You are, useless

Is there any way you could make this pudding less conservative
Excuse me, do you speak American
No, salt is not a vegetable and you cannot have fries with that

Everything is funny
Until you
Become dinner

Revenge’s
A dish best served cold
But don’t wait too long
Or it will get
Old

I don't want to overcook
I don't want to overcook
I don't want to overcook

What appears to be the issue here
Er, I think I'll have the braised Boris Johnson, actually

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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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🎵 Title: A Fireside Fairy Tale
🎼 Composer: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 03:17
🐢 Tempo: Slow
🎻 Genre: Jazz / Lounge Jazz / Smooth Jazz / Remix / 
🎧 Mood: Christmas, Romantic, Nostalgic, Magical
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📝 Description

Imagine the sound of a perfect Christmas Eve, captured in a timeless jazz trio. This is it.

This track is a warm, intimate jazz reimagining of the original "Christmas Fairy Tale":

https://michaelherter.bandcamp.com/track/christmas-fairy-tale-fun-magical-romantic-christmas-new-year-orchestral-jazz

At its heart lies the velvet touch of a grand piano, the soulful hum of a double bass, and the gentle whisper of brushed drums. It’s the feeling of a cozy hug by the fireplace, blending sweet nostalgia with pure holiday magic.

This is more than music — it's the soundtrack for your most cherished memories. Press play to unwrap your Christmas fairy tale.

🎼 Key: Es-Dur | Time Signature: 4/4 | Tempo: Varies bpm

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A Fireside Fairy Tale

Sprite is full of hopeful aspirations for a better future  but with an underlying fear that the winds will turn cold.

SPRITE

Sprite

“Messiah of Shrinking Shores” unfolds like a sorrowful parable — the story of a soul who gave everything, only to be abandoned by both Heaven and Earth. Written in poetic form years ago, the lyrics speak in third person, echoing the voice of someone who once carried the burdens of others, now discarded, worn down, and left with nothing but silence. “The ashtray of God” — a chilling metaphor for spiritual obsolescence — captures the depth of his disillusionment, culminating in the heartbreaking surrender: “Let me sink into the flood.”

This song gives voice to that universal moment when we feel used up, overlooked, and forgotten — when the world no longer sees us as valuable, only convenient. Hungarian vocalist Fati Urbán lends her angelic, haunting tone to these emotions, adding an ethereal fragility that elevates the pain into something strangely beautiful.

Though the song carries the atmosphere of gothic and doom influences, it never settles into one mood. Progressive metal elements weave through its structure — the intro and outro riffs pulse with complex time signatures, and the chorus rides on staccato rhythms that resist collapse. It's both a lament and a protest; a farewell and a final cry for meaning.

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MESSIAH OF SHRINKING SHORES

He clung with nails of wood so tight,
Scratching the fresco-black of night.
Obscured he wrote a gospel’s rhyme, 
Ashtray of God, clandestine grime.

All that he saw, all fails did stay,
No skyey dew would fall his way,
breathing desert dust-eating life,
rotten finger-flesh, he played a strife.

If he was saved, he tore his crown,
blood-stained tears fall, like storm pour down,
showing his fake gloriole,
he will baptize you, he will bury.

And as he climbed the western sky,
the stars within themselves did die,
"Embrace me now, and take my blood” 
said “Let me sink into the flood."

Horror Sacri

Messiah of Shrinking Shores

Remembered

This song is pure energy. I wanted to capture that feeling when the night hits, the music hits, and you just can’t hold yourself back anymore. It’s fast, it’s electrifying, and it’s all about giving yourself over to the moment letting the rhythm take control.

Relax all the way’ is both a command and a promise. It’s about chasing excitement, chasing desire, and letting the chemistry between people take over. There’s this push and pull, the thrill of being unstoppable and irresistible, and I wanted the song to feel like that rush from start to finish.

Every verse, every chorus it’s meant to make you move, to make your heart race, and to make you remember that night long after the music stops. It’s wild, it’s fun, and it’s unapologetically bold.

Tasha - Relax [2016]

Caving In (Studio Version) – Eileen Noise
A raw dark-grunge track, heavy and distorted, carrying all the weight of frustration and chaos. This is the full-band version, born to sound rough, loud, and unapologetic.

But sometimes, when the noise fades, the song reveals a different face…
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Produced by EileenNoise
Singer Sophie

[Verse]
The mirror cracks
I don’t even flinch
Shadows crawl where the light won’t pinch
My head’s a cage
No lock
No key
Who’s this ghost that’s haunting me

[Prechorus]
I scream at the silence
It just laughs back

[Chorus]
I’m caving in
I’m caving in
Walls made of whispers
I can’t win
I’m caving in
I’m caving in
The fight is gone
I can’t begin

[Verse 2]
The clock spins slow
Then stops dead cold
Minutes feel like years I’ve sold
Rain falls inside
The roof won’t hold
My soul feels rusted
My heart’s been sold

[Prechorus]
I claw at the surface
But it crumbles away
[guitar solo]

[Chorus]
I’m caving in
I’m caving in
Walls made of whispers
I can’t win
I’m caving in
I’m caving in
The fight is gone
I can’t begin

Caving in

Music to the game SHEEP by Bizibee Interactive LLC - Play SHEEP on steam now at store.steampowered.com/app/3636100/SHEEP/

Meditation

Echoes of Elysium

Yet another tune inspired by a page from the book "Bareback. A Tomato Project."

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