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One table, one night, and a bottle kept fifty years for the right moment. A story about what gets passed on — between a father, a son, and those who were there.
The Chronicles tell the stories.
The songs keep their emotion.
Lived events — or events that could very well have been — become animated stories. At the end of the story, the song doesn't explain: it carries on what remains.
Each Chronicle is a standalone way in. It tells one story, deepens the lore, and shifts something.

One table, one night, and a bottle kept fifty years for the right moment. A story about what gets passed on — between a father, a son, and those who were there.

The road, the family, an overloaded car, and a very personal definition of summer planning.

An almost ordinary morning is enough to set the tone: when daily life goes off the rails, BigPap's turns it into a story.

A summer lunch at the campsite, a culinary sacrilege, and the balance of flavours as a recipe for life.

In the studio, sorting cables quickly turns into sorting memories. Some archives refuse to stay quiet.

Before the Chronicles, there was an album. Sans Permission, BigPap's first album, released 21 March 2026 — thirteen tracks written in the first person, before the world filled up.
The song is neither an advert nor a comment added afterwards. It is the natural resolution of what the Chronicle has been through.
Familiar places, details that matter, then a world that widens without ever losing its human stakes.
Recognisable places where details matter and feeling doesn't cheat.
A night opens up, an object starts to matter more than it should, and the story goes elsewhere. Reality widens — what's at stake stays deeply human.
Drawn from real life, turned into characters. Each brings a voice, a rhythm, and their own way of derailing the plan.


The one who runs the story. He turns daily life into stories, then into songs.

A clear eye, a steady presence — and the antidote to grand theories.

The volume, the drive, and certainties fully intact… until the next scene.

A voice of her own, a straightforward presence, and rarely the last word.

A figure of daily life and family ties, in the direct orbit of the Chronicles.

Chocolate Labrador. The permanent companion — the one who keeps every scene grounded.

Fox-terrier mix. She crosses the set without asking for attention — and gets it anyway.

Turkish Van cat. Sovereign, slow, and loyal to exactly one person in the house.

Tabby cat. The silent hunter who turns up when you least expect her.
Objects travel across the stories, change meaning, and connect the Chronicles without making them depend on one another.
What it protects, what it hides, and what it always ends up revealing.
A bottle kept fifty years, a cardboard mask. In the Chronicles, nothing is quite a prop.
BigPap's Chronicles form a musical and animated intellectual property: a coherent world, recurring characters, and works in which the story leads naturally to music.
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