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Maribel

by Potmos Hetoimos

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Jordan Vauvert
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Jordan Vauvert Un an plus tard, possédée par les souvenirs d'Evelyn, Maribel se rend sans trop savoir pourquoi chez une certaine Agatha.

Certes, Maribel est la conclusion d'une grande trilogie mais cet album fait office de nouvelle rupture : Matt se donne deux ans pour le faire naître et il le fait pour la première fois dans un studio. Le son, plus clair, apporte paradoxalement plus d'obscurité. Vraiment plus. Et c'est sans compter la liste des invités qui font tous une performance extraordinaire. Une perle ! Favorite track: Curator.
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Poesy Rider Sans doute l'album le plus sombre de Potmos Hetoimos, c'est dire ! Favorite track: Recurrence.
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1.
Recurrence 10:49
(Gazing as if through a white veil...) (Tears wiped from the cheek of a restless child...) (Soft orchid petals beckoning my steps...) (Sand and rock vibrate beneath my feet...) Who am I to deserve to receive this Cursed with another wandering soul What am I, receptor of such distress Bloating my mind with unbidden nostalgia Harrowing emptiness replaced with pitiful indwelling Time is cruel to the patient watcher, as I slowly lose my hold Used as a circulated vessel to obtain some foreign soul History speaks to the belief that our life here is all waste Yet for all I’ve seen, it is my conviction that the dead are not erased Still in her shadow I grieve Grant my poor soul its reprieve Despite my mind so deceiving, I stand here believing God relieve me of this fate Yet with this surge of memory Comes calm familiarity A life connected to mine Enigmatically entwined What once was force and subjection Is subverted by warmth and invitation A light searching my soul For a welcoming home But I will not be deceived Grant my poor mind its reprieve Although my spirit is cleaving, I stand still believing God relieve me of this fate.
2.
Visitation 10:09
The accession of these dreams Sometimes a trickle, sometimes a stream Feels like an infant cutting teeth Another life before my eyes Woven with my soul to bind Displaying borrowed shards of time Swaddled in the arms of love Strength to nurture building up A lioness and her cub Now the reason I am here Understanding through the fear The pictures are becoming clear And I know her, I have seen her face There’s no other with the smile of grace And I know her, for I am her blood My own mother, not long for this world Fear in my heart, I must face this once more Following memories just like before Breathless again as I open the door A stench fills the air, and there’s blood on the floor... No! Mother! What have you done?! My father, silent and cold... No! Mother, where have you gone? Still, tranquil...she doesn’t know...
3.
Assimilation 14:10
(Colors bleed outside lines) (Moments are frozen in time) (Distant horizons, drawing near) (Distant horizons, drawing so near...) The white veil and the orchid petals The lakeside fire and the crying child The last glimpse of his back in the doorway The smoking gun and the spray of blood I’ve seen them all, a hundred times if a dozen times Cycling through my mind A neverending cinematic nightmare Out of control There is no life in this tension My only hope is resolution But this time will be different I will be the curator of all you have seen... I am your house of memories, all that is left when you fade away I am your hope of legacy, keeping you safe from total eclipse So drink your scarlet wine And do not be afraid Sleep all through the night I will stay awake Color bleeds outside the lines Moments are frozen in time Distant horizons draw near What you have lost I will find Fragments of spirit align Mother, depart without fear Rest in this promise divine What you have lost is now mine
4.
Genealogy 12:09
Her memories I roam as freely as my own Between our souls there is no more division Insomnia provides endless time to wander Seeking the source of this miraculous transmission Mother, crystallized in memory Father, hidden still in mystery Mother, give your daughter what she seeks Father, tell me of this history Trace back the root of my illicit conception To discover a man with a double life The ring off his finger a surface deception Mother his mistress, but another his wife... Evelyn! They wed with hope of starting another generation Her infertility left him empty and desperate Mother’s attraction drew him away into the darkness Their secret consummation, with me the product Four decades long he maintained this masquerade Until his barren wife began to open her eyes Faced with choice and no escape, he planned his suicide charade Held on to Mother and left Evelyn to drown in her tears
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Curator 18:42
Titanic monoliths convulse at the beckon of ethereal breath The brightest beacon is snuffed out in the presence of effulgent fire All creation cannot flee the cloak of dust, the remnant of the earth Civilization crumbles beneath the current of the flooding river Everything persists Everything is connected Life goes on, but I won’t I’ll stay here and hold on There is a mixture of water and air There is a mixture of marrow and spirit There is a mixture of hope and despair There is a mixture of self and other Life goes on, but I won’t. I’ll stay here and hold on. Nothing is erased. Nothing is forgotten.

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"Maribel" picks up a year after the events of "Evelyn" and completes the story begun with "Agatha". The storylines of "Maribel" and "Agatha" are interwoven, as they cover some of the same time from different perspectives. Musically, "Maribel" advances the psychedelic and progressive doom explored with the previous albums, adding strings, woodwinds and live drums and incorporating jazz and progressive elements into the compositions, creating a sound unlike any other artist.

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released October 10, 2013

Matt – guitars, bass, drums, piano, synth, vocals, clarinet
Rochelle – flute
Anna – violin
Raleigh (Usti Waya, Quidditas) – saxophone, vocals, guitars on ending of "Genealogy"
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James Dorton (Black Crown Initiate, Nightfire) – guest vocals on "Recurrence"
Mike Armine (Rosetta) – electronics and guest vocals on "Assimilation"
Gastrix Grimshaw (ex-A Forest of Stars, Courtsleet) – guest vocals on "Genealogy"
Chris Grigg (Woe) – guest vocals on "Curator"
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Recorded and produced by Matt
Drums recorded at ibot studios in Baltimore, MD

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Potmos Hetoimos Baltimore, Maryland

PH is a (mostly) one-man prog/doom/jazz/ sludge/post-metal project from Baltimore, Maryland. PH focuses on music as storytelling, with the lyrics and concept being integral to the compositions.

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