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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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Song #5 from the concept album "To the North"

Kingdom

You never touched me
But the space you left
I keep falling into it

There was no plan
No signal flared in the sky, no moment carved in time
Just something slow
and quiet
and final
in the way your gaze didn't move

You looked at me like a question you weren't ready to ask
And I stayed still-because I wasn't ready to answer

You didn't lean in
I didn't breathe out
The pause got heavier
I swear, it pressed on my ribs like a second heart

And maybe you meant nothing
But my body rephrased you
into yes

This isn't hunger
Not exactly
This is knowing what you'd taste like
if I ever let you be real

Not a touch-and still it stung
Not a sound-and still I spun
What we are-unsaid.
What we want-undone.

I imagined what your hand would feel like on the back of my neck
not heavy, not claiming, just there
like something I forgot I wanted
until it reminded me

You moved one breath closer
The air gave up its shape
I didn't step back

Do you know how rare it is
to want someone like a sentence half-remembered
but still trust the ending?

Not a touch-and still it stung
Not a sound-and still I spun
What we are-unsaid.
What we want-undone.

Then silence folded-soft, complete
and breath met breath in rhythm sweet
Not taken. Not claimed. Just given
like a truth too full to speak

And we were
naked
Not just skin
but thought
and choice
and everything we didn't say
now echoing in the heat between
what moved... and what stayed

No vow, no proof
just pulse
and yes
and now

And nothing left undone

Held Without Hands

Through Their Eyes

Did U Call

This song was composed in memory of my little girl, who passed away a year ago. It's a tribute filled with love and nostalgia, a musical offering that seeks to embrace her memory. The melody is built on soft melodic pianos and enveloping guitars, accompanied by harmonious synthesizers that create an ethereal atmosphere. The sounds of the sea and the songs of sirens emerge like echoes of the soul, representing a bridge between this world and hers. Each note is a caress, each chord a tear turned into light. It's a farewell that refuses to relent, a whisper to heaven that says, "You'll always be with me."
Song Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7v-S7oHq6I

Fly Angel Chloe

the coldness of a cactus hides a joy, the warmth of a life can be sad

Endless joy

Within Himself

Delirium: a disturbed state of mind or consciousness, especially an acute, transient condition associated with fever, intoxication, and certain other physical disorders, characterized by symptoms such as confusion, disorientation, agitation, and hallucinations. It represents the madness of looking at a pitch black, empty landscape for too long - aka, space.

Delirium is also about ADHD, mania and my mind's tendency to just imagine situations and react to them, sometimes as if they were real.

Delirium (Orchestrated)

Solar Storm

album: https://soundcloud.com/temple-of-the-haunted-man/sets/an-astronauts-tale

Ancient Fire

Over many years of songwriting in a number of bands, a huge pool of unused and partially rejected material accumulated. I thought it was a shame to let this material die, because a lot of love, passion and time went into it. At some point I began to collect this unpublished material from various sources such as old tapes, DAW-projects, rehearsal room recordings, tablature, etc. and listen to it again and again. Since I still really liked a lot of it and, with the exception of my main band “Here I Vanish”, all of the bands, some of them quite successful, were gone, I decided to finally release my music on my own. And, as the last survivor, what name would be more apt than “Where Giants Fall I Rise”.

This is major league instrumental Melodic Death Metal

Within Himself

Where Giants Fall I Rise

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