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Reposts - October 2022 edition

Damn Good Tunes

Songs written and released between July and December 2022, taken from the E.P's and Albums, Haven't Seen The Sun, Buffalo, Cows, Mugshot and Salt.

2022: Long Haired Milk Sucker

SpukSchreibMaschine

Into the Great Wide Open

Forgotten Footprints

Love You Love

Christopher Woodiwiss Original Music - Blu Beach At Night

I dedicate this song to all my childhood friends

Novo Turno

MyStreet

Strong coffee in the morning when everything appears to be wrong.

Mood&Coffee

hi... this song uses a lots of automation clips from many different effects and some vocodex & crossbeat to make jumpy feel... hope ya like this one as much i liked making it.

Rabbit Ride

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

// Hypermetamorphosis
“Hypermetamorphosis” (a term used in the 1800s to refer to the condition Attention deficit hyperactivity disorder). The song explores what it is like to live with ADHD. The song is a journey of discovery through the imagination of the ADHD mind, allowing one to see connections and flows in a way that is inaccessible through the filter of rationality in a neurotypical brain.
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▸ tcomas.com/trust-no-leaders

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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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Hypermetamorphosis

Honey, it is not like you think

Matt Hancock

Haven't Seen The Sun

Look at The Sun [Nancy Pie]

Days in the Sun

Buffalo Run

https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cinx4L_D2uW/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

There's a fox on a hill.
Looking down at a hen house.
The hills roll away.
What more can you say? 
Can you say?

There's a spider that spends, its whole life on a window. 
He doesn't get down.
Nor ever look around. 
He just likes to stay.

There's a a boy.
Aged about ten.
Naming flags to his mother.
She just can't work up. 
The will to look up from her ironing pile. 

There's a box on a fridge.
Which no one will look in.
Ever again.
Contains anything, 
Which boxes contain.

There's a girl plucking eyebrows.
For forty five minutes.
She watches them fall.
For a moment they stall.
Then they're gone away.

There's a sign on the wall.
Which must signify something.
You don't don't take it in.
The words don't begin.
The words are opaque.

There are things in this world that are best off forgotten. 
There are things that you take to the grave.
 
There's a question which fills you with furious anger. 
Mis-understood all.
You made the wrong call.
What more can I say?

There's a sword in the sky hanging over our shoulders. 
We wait for the fall.
Whilst trying to walk tall.
What more can I say?

There's a love that's uncertain.
That is worth the time put in. 
It waits to begin.
A strike for the win. 
You'll get there one day.

There are things in this world that are best off forgotten. 
There are things that you take to the grave.

There's a fox on the hillside,
laying down in the sunshine.


Things

Slow day.
The holes in the clouds makes the 
dream fade.
The pills will not solve it.
No weekday.
Can ever replace the way friday. 
Can transform your world.
Oh, there's a girl.
A pain in your rib cage.
Is all.

Mind-frame.
Is not looking upwards in cold space.
Unravelling as you freeze in place.
The clock keeps on ticking.
You're blown away.
Out from the whirl.
Oh, there's a girl. a millstone you carry is all.

A down day.
Not looking outward but in.
Waste on the table is blown away. 
Can't make the connection between states.
Put on your act.
For the girl. 
She's all you have left in this world.

Oh, a fugue state.
Another enchantment is laid to waste.
Stare in the mirror.
Confused face,
Staring back outwardly fine.
What's mine is mine.
And the girl?
Becomes all-encompassing.




Slow Day

Barnacles

Days Of Wrath

What I could have been, washed out by the salty sea, oh it is just a dream, a dream that's obsolete. 

What a place to be, a place where you can go and see, the things that you could be, all that you could dream. 

Now you'll never know, anywhere's the way to go, oh, It's all for the show, now you'll never know. 

Washed out by the sun, this sun is just the current one, the bun that traps the fly, now you wave goodbye. 

Just wasted on the sand, wasted in a foreign land, wasted like you planned, you wasted all your hands. 

Time it ticks away, ticks away another day, the days they will not stay, the days they go away. 

What I couldn't see, washed out by the salty sea, reminds me of the time, I searched but couldn't find. 

A scar that fades away, reminders of the former days, the days that fade away, the days they often change. 

The salty sea imbibes, more than you would care to mind, you're full up to your eyes, the salty sea revives. 

Salty Sea

What's the matter Steve?
What you saying to me?
Your face is turning sour.
You're judging me,
but you fail to see,
no need to be so dour.

Look round.
Oh, the humanity.
Turned down.
Even in infamy.
Last out.
Now they are gone from your home.

What's happening Steve.
You guys are looking strange.
Can't tell what they's about.
That's what you get.
When you isolate,
and control all the power.

Look round
Oh, the plasticity.
Turned down.
Lacks electricity.
Last out.
Turn off the light as you go.

What's happened Steve?
Oh, don't look surprised.
Your world has tumbled down.
Kept in a cage,
but reality,
has a way of spinning round.

Look round.
Earnings are temporary
Turned down.
Learn you some empathy.
Last out.
Turn out the light as you go.

Steves

Avoidance, takes its toll.
Never minding, any goals.
Always hiding, in your hole.
Never binding, to the whole. 

A table, spread to eat,
A window, to the sea,
A white wall, not complete.
Nor flower, nor a tree. 

A sunset, or a wave.
A shipwreck, for a grave.
A whale's song, in your head.
A lonely tourniquet. 

An old hat, on the peg.
A corner, for your bed.
A lamp light, shining free.
A collector of memories. 

The freedom, you can't see.
Imposing, you can't be.
Not needed, obsolete.
Automaton, left replete. 

A lighthouse, all alone.
The raging sea, down below.
Piercing, through your heart.
A lamp light, through the dark.

Lighthouses

There's a castle that stands,
on a hill, above the sands,
while the people below,
hatch some plans. 
Though the fields and the trees,
are packed with stupidity.
Might be you, could be me,
naturally.

These were the ways.
That they kept you in place.
These were the ways.
Back in the days.

As the castle looks down,
ashen faced, in the town, 
oh, the people they frown,
looking down.
And they never glance up,
at these rocks they've piled above, 
piled for years, piled with tears,
piled with love. 

These were the ways.
That they kept you in place.
These were the ways.
Back in the days.

The castle surrounds, 
a cliff top, above the town, 
seabirds cry,
as they circle around 
Control has no bounds,
like a face in the clouds,
looking down at the state of the town. 

And what will we be?
for one thing, we're not free.

There's a castle, 
which watches, 
you go.

Castles

The first pass of Velma - 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9d8U3mqkA90

Velma

Oh, it was alright at the start.
But then you drank too much, and things just start to slowly fall apart.
And it'll be alright in the end.
And all the other bullshit coming from your friends.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You can't do nothing and expect things just to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

You got yourself some little tart.
Kidding yourself that you're so much better than you are.
They all think you're a fucking dick.
Be better if it didn't take you years to realise it.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You best do something if you're wanting shit to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

So you pour yourself another drink,
And you're gipping in your kitchen sink.
There's empty cans hidden in every hole.

And you're kidding no one but yourself.
There's no escaping mental health.
Reflection staring back all pale and gaunt.

The fun has gone it passed you by.
Old Red eyes they don't even cry.
They only get more angry at the world.

The only solution's another drink.
Another drink and, another drink.
That familiar feeling, all safe and warm.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
Give it three days and you'll be rid of the fucking shakes.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

Cigarettes and Alcohol [2023]

REALNESS TO GREATNESS ft. DMX

sex and candy? NO, time to grow up. Sex and Weed

Sex & Weed Remix

Verse
Please allow me to reintroduce myself,  
I'm the echo in your prayers, your cries for help,  
I've whispered to kings and danced in the flames,  
Smiling sweetly while I call your name.  

Verse
I rode through Rome with a crooked crown,  
Watched empires crumble, then I burned 'em down.  
Lit cigars off a dying sun,  
Then sipped red wine while the plagues begun.  

Chorus
Ohhh- Ohhhh! Can you guess my name?  
I wear every mask, I play every game.  
Ohhh- Ohhhh!! I’m the face in the flame—  
Just a friend with a taste for fame.  

Verse
I played chess in the palace halls,  
Whispered secrets through cathedral walls.  
Signed the deals that sealed your fate,  
All with a smile and a twist of fate.  

Chorus
Ohhh- Ohhhh!! Can you guess my name?  
From the gallows to the halls of fame.  
Ohhh- Ohhhh!! I don’t need to explain—  
I’m the shadow that sings in the rain.  

Bridge
[Conga and Piano Groove]  
[Guitar Lick Solo – bluesy, teasing]

Verse
I kissed the lips of Marilyn’s ghost,  
Danced with rebels, drank with the hosts.  
I watched the world spin round again,  
And I laughed in the thunder and danced in the sin.  

Chorus
Ohhh- Ohhhh!! You still don't know my name?  
It’s been carved in stone and lit in flame.  
Ohhh- Ohhhh!! Don’t cry or blame—  
I just give you what you claim.  
