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ManInFeast

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Released: Jan 1, 2009
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  • Genre: Metal / Progressive / Rock

    Location Lamego, Please select your region, Po

    Profile Views: 26143

    Last Login: 5/30/2012

    Member Since 8/24/2008

    Website www.maninfeast.com

    Type of Label Unsigned

  • Bio

    Born in the middle of 2008, ManInFeast is a conceptual project that starts from the will to create an open-minded sonority with the fusion of different music styles and convey introspective messages by music’s subliminary verdict.
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Latest News ANNOUNCEMENT

ManInFeast has been through a line-up change that occurred as two of their former past members (José Santos and João Pina) have decided to leave the band. However, a new work group, that includes the new bassist and drummer players (Nuno Lobão and Tiago Machado, respectively), is already producing new material that will be presented in our next shows. Same way, José Silva, our older “live-guest”, is now part of the collective. Stay tuned. More news soon.

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Band Members

André Lobão - vocals, keyboards
Afonso Lima - guitar, keyboards, backing vocals
José Silva - guitar, sampling, backing vocals
Nuno Lobão - bass
Tiago Machado - drums & percussion

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About ManInFeast

First there was the desire (because it’s from it that all is born). Unaware and deep. The silence that moves toward the lips and the hours that divest from time. The reeling fingers through the strings of the guitar, chasing the chaos of electrifying days sinking in mayhem. And the dispose of the world. From our catharsis, we were left with the skin appended to the soul that is no longer as it once was. Since the door was closed behind us and we were lost in the search for ourselves. We dare nothing but to discover the abysses. In escaping plunges during the twilight. We focus our eyes to see closer the words that they recur to us without being ours. And the journey begins. In the numbness of our steps that glimpse not the destiny but what the passageway holds. Vampires of the naïve ambition of dissimilarity. Walking nomads in the forsaken cold of mirrors. Lethargic bards of essences. Murders of the establishment and usury. We are the book that we should have at the nightstand. Until the madness grows our voices torpid. Because there may resist places from our childhood which control the heartbeat. Forgotten atoms between the collision of looks. Or the lustfulness substance of the bodies. Now in silent screams that make you listen what we are. In resounding fragments of physic abstraction. Life was never more what it used to be. Here we seek an unfinished immortality in front of the landscape of sounds that, absent, of us remain.

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