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“Words”, the latest installment of The Mañana People's “Song Cycle”, has already been described by some as “song-like” and “out now”. However, our favorite review so far comes from Kilgore Trout, alleged owner of the third largest vintage milk bottle collection in Cabbage Patch, California:

“Once again, The Mañana People have chosen the pop song as a medium for expressing humanity most deep concerns, without actually caring for pop songs or humanity (especially their auditive health). It is a warning against what experts call the “Semiotic Singularity”, or the day in which language takes over the world. Minimalist arpeggios form Baroque structures and fight against catchy pop melodies, in just the same way words will fight humanity and enslave it after millennia of being enslaved (nobody knows for certain when this day will come, or if it has already come). To a Mañana person, 'Words' might sound like a successful attempt to overstep into the realm of contemporary pop music. To me, it sounds like what a laboratory octopus might hum to itself the day after a distracted lab intern went home leaving the radio on.”

You can draw your own conclusions by listening to “Words” on the streaming platform of your choice.

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Words are there to find a cause
when pretty things fall apart.
They make you feel so smart.
You look around and write a song
but nobody seems to mind.
They're busy being kind.
A special kind of blind.

You're running about
and you sing and you shout
but you can't comprehend
that you know that it's all a reduction.

Thought you could keep
all the youth and the time,
and the spleen and the twang,
and the sturm and the drang, what a life!

I think my words are growing conscious.

If you look beneath your bed,
you'll find everything we hide
and you will try to write
those fifty books that ruin the world.
But nobody seems to mind.
They're busy being kind.
A special kind of blind.

You wanted a song
for the end of our times,
like a prayer in disguise,
or a beautiful lie, a reduction.

You summon the words
but you know something's wrong,
you see them creep out the mirror
and walk out the door, they're alive!

I think my words are growing conscious.

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released December 10, 2021

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The Mañana People Bonn, Germany

Homemade freak-folk and psych-country curiosities, ranging from theremin-driven honky tonk smashers, zombie-themed electro- pop ballads and horror spirituals. The Mañana People's output manages to swing harmoniously between the gutters of experimentation and the comfortable lightness of pop music. ... more

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