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Dear Beloved Soul,
   Some prose exposing my innermost emotions. I give you my words on a wing -  

BOOK OF HOURS

MATINS

Faith, Hope, Love.

 Deliver me unto myself that I may finish fretting the hours in vain, looking for what's lacking always elsewhere and otherwise. Grant me that peace which whispers like the wind between the earth and sky, the hush like intervals of silence between questions, between the calls of crickets, the sorrows of the seasons forever flowing one into the next, swift and sure as grace. 
Bleach my bones and twine my hair. When I am gone feed my flesh to carrion bent toward their erasures of antiquity. But first grant me this: let one day the shadows lift, that enslaves my soul to sadness. 
Teach me the beauty of my emptiness. Fill the hollows of my ribs with wistful winds until they ring like drained crystal goblets rubbed into song.

LAUDS

 Gift me in my lovelorn gloaming, the paled ashes of remembered passion: bathe me in the glad warmth gathered like a song's unfolding thrill that I might rise like smoke lofting up. 
Cloak me in the darkness of uncontrollable desire. Sanctify my spirit in a hunger that devours pride and fills my veins with urgency. Twist those anguished flames around me until my every limb curses this ripe fruit. Oh fill the abandoned rooms where my losses gather to lament. No longer thin in my blood to drain color from my face for want. In the half-light of love grown lambent, I can almost see a way to save me from myself.

PRIME

 Hone my gaze to the riches of detail- fine as the fur on the belly of the bee or the vein's thin as breath lining of a forgotten iris, translucent as thought. Reward's anxious eyes and a hasty heart do not recognize. Toll all the bells and raise the blinds, open the shutters: let this feeling overflow and swell the room with light. Save me from the doubts that swarm like maggots feeding on a wound. Leave me not alone in despair, gnawed raw to the nakedness of my existence.

TERCE
 See me, as I am, in this world of aspirations and broken dreams. Let me be more, yet possess some beauty. Heal my impatient heart which burns within me like a cankar. Teach me not to be annoyed by my faults, which roll within my ears as loud as thunder. Help me to love the fragile and small, the damaged and forgotten without sorrow. Fill me with understanding as an oak tree fills with wind. Caress my compassion; let my consciousness shake down and cover those I love. Help me to laugh with so much feeling I shake the earth and tremble quiet pools with my joy. Multiply my delights till they surround me like an echo resounding in a chasm.

SEXT

 Speak my mind in the tales of tongues turning words into wonder and wile away my wasted effort sweeping aside the bitter beauty of my betrayal. Seed the soil with loneliness until no plant will rise and paint the bright land black that I may blend my hide against its ravaged contours and disappear. Let me not forget the afternoons full of leisure when I flush in blessings lolling in your swoon so abundant and light every breeze was the lifting of time's wing. 
Hide me in another season: Use my shame like a prism to refract the light into shards of color, blushing this deed and that, embellishing a thousand years, until the renaissance roars of my regret that only centuries can comfort.

NONE

 Grant me hope the measure of a myth and my spirit will rebound: this love will burnish the air as if etched in lightening and my hands will clap like thunder. For I have come so long without a sign. Into my path 
let fall moments in handfuls, ripe and random, a little grace the comfort of this gift. Bless the blooms and the upstart grasses, single stark born broken-ribbed unbearable. All hallow the stoops and leaky asylum cracked alleys filled with broken inhabitants and dreams. Thank all the nouns we cling to, until calm blankets us like snow.

VESPERS

 Fill the evening with whispers. Smooth the air with the waft of worship from behind my pale facade, for even anger falters when the whole gasp of sky is mauve and gold and all the windows proclaim aflame. Protect me from the undertow of failing light, the suck of self-sacrifice lifting the last starling from the field leaving nothing but crickets and the bleak embrace of black. Angels have I none nor hope enough to fill this length of day yet let my heart rush as one with the swell of oceans, arising and the bells dispersing evening like smoke in the thickening air.

COMPLINE

 Slake my longing this heavy thirsting heart with draughts of God until the familiar burn and bruise is cooled as if by marble met or deep in earth the damp of darkness leaching from my skin the lingering fever so I may sleep again. Still this fear more loyal than a lie, that I may wake without the crease of hard dreams pressed into my flesh or the trace of brine when I swallow empty glassfuls in every breath. 
A gentle stirring flutters, filling like vowels swelling in my mouth tentative kisses these unfinished prayers: Bless me, do not break my heart.

Synopsis -

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“These shades found a place above me,
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The light seems pale.“
(COMATIC SLEEP „Cold“)

Schönheit im Schroffen. Harsche Eleganz. Melodien zwischen Licht und Schatten. Pure Emotion. Und über allem wie ein schwarzer Schleier die Melancholie – COMATIC SLEEPs Demo „Pale“ atmet die Dunkelheit und ersteht doch immer wieder neu aus der Asche auf. Heaviness und Poesie schließen sich hier keineswegs aus, und der Hörer tritt einem modernen Riff-Manifest entgegen, das sich technisch anspruchsvoll gibt, aber dennoch über allem der Melodie huldigt. Begriffe wie
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„What a beautiful day to rise again – please stop asking how I am.” 
(COMATIC SLEEP “Again”)

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„I just crave for a new beginning“
(COMATIC SLEEP “Crave”)

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„The colour of life is fading, and in surrender I will stay”
(COMATIC SLEEP „Fade“)

“Home” bezeichnet die Band selbst als Findungsphase, der wesentlich düstereres, schnelleres und massiveres Material folgen soll. Diese Wandlung ist bereits auf „Pale“ zu erkennen, das in schwarz schimmernden Facetten das Bild einer jungen Band entwirft, die Großes vor sich hat. Und was bislang im Verborgenen heranwuchs, soll bald entfesselt werden: COMATIC SLEEP wurde nun noch durch drei Musiker vervollständigt, um bald auch die Bühne in gleißendes Licht zu hüllen…


Line Up:

Jan Fröhlich (Gitarre)
Roman Laskowski (Gesang)
Kai Schmidt (Gitarre)
Maximilian Schlüer (Bass)
Leonardo Luther (Schlagzeug)

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“These shades found a place above me,
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(COMATIC SLEEP „Cold“)

Beauty in ruggedness. Harsh elegance. Melodies in between light and shadows. Pure emotion. And above all lies melancholy like a black veil – COMATIC SLEEP`s demo „Pale“ breathes darkness and yet continues to rise from the ashes over and over again. Heaviness and poetry form a unique bond here and the listener is facing a modern riff manifesto that possesses a sophisticated character, yet worships catchiness all the same. Notions like prog, metal, dark come to mind fleetingly, comparisons to acts such as KATATONIA or GHOST BRIGADE remain futile. 
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„What a beautiful day to rise again – please stop asking how I am.” 
(COMATIC SLEEP “Again”)

Autodidacticism, pure talent and the school of hard knocks – Berliners-by-choice COMATIC SLEEP are an authentic mix of all three. Even without university connections these two (who basically create, live and breathe music in every waking hour) would have met: spiritual kinship is a strong notion, but it`s not uncommon for this duo to blindly understand each other while new material is being created. 

„I just crave for a new beginning“
(COMATIC SLEEP “Crave”)

All by themselves COMATIC SLEEP breathed life into „Pale“ during sleepless nights – a self-produced and self-mastered demo that sounds so much better than most hyper-expensive, polished efforts! The two perfectionists only agreed to songs both deemed as impeccable – same goes for the sombre lyrics: „You`re walking through a lively city and people just seem so pale and transparent to you. No personality. The “I” in our lyrics is fighting against that and fails”, singer Roman Laskowski unveils. The previously released ballad „Home“ perfectly captured contemporary zeitgeist with its melody full of longing: in no time the band was recognized on YouTube and COMATIC SLEEP`s fan base was growing at rapid speed! 

„The colour of life is fading, and in surrender I will stay”
(COMATIC SLEEP „Fade“)

The band itself refers to “Home” as an orientation phase that will be followed by rather dark, faster and more massive material. An evolution that is already evident on „Pale“ that conjures up the image of a young act born for big things in darkly shimmering facets. What has been growing in hidden places will be unleashed soon: COMATIC SLEEP found three like-minded musicians to bathe „Pale“ in the blinding lights of stages worldwide…


Line Up:

Jan Fröhlich (Guitars)
Roman Laskowski (Vocals)
Kai Schmidt (Guitars)
Maximilian Schlüer (Bass)
Leonardo Luther (Drums)

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