An ode to the endangered Western Screech Owls who make their homes in the ancient old growth forests of Southern Vancouver Island, unceded Pacheedaht and Ditidaht territory, currently facing massive campaigns of deforestation brutally enforced by the RCMP and the colonial government of so called British Columbia. Track dedicated to all the heroes on the blockades putting their bodies on the line to defend these sacred places.

Main owl sample recorded by Royann Petrell at Eden Camp May 21. Other samples (Swainson's and Varied Thrushes) recorded by me at Eden Camp and Eden Grove in early June 2021. Marbled Murrelet recorded by Thomas Sander, 1987 and the female alarm call of the Northern Goshawk recorded by Geoffrey Keller, 1995.

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Fairy Creek Screech

Traditional Lemko-Ukrainian ballad that has come to be the anthem to commemorate those who fell during the Revolution of Dignity

Oh, a duckling flows across the Tisyna
Duckling flows across the Tisyna.
My mother, please don't scold me so
My mother, please don't scold me so
 
Oh, if you scold me at this dark hour,
If you scold me at this dark hour.
I don't know where I'll die,
I don't know where I'll die.
 
Oh, I'll die in foreign lands
I will die in foreign lands.
Who will dig a grave for me?
Who will dig a grave for me?
 
Oh, strangers will dig my grave,
Strangers will dig my grave
Won't it be a pity, mother?
Won't it be a pity, mother?
 
Oh, my son, how could it not be a pity?
My son, how could it not be a pity?
You were laying on my heart,
You were laying on my heart.
 
Oh, a duckling flows across the Tisyna
a duckling flows on Tisyna.
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Гей, плине кача по Тисині,
Плине кача по Тисині.
Мамко ж моя, не лай мені,
Мамко ж моя, не лай мені.
 
Гей, залаєш ми в злу годину,
Залаєш ми в злу годину.
Сам не знаю де погину,
Сам не знаю де погину.
 
Гей, погину я в чужім краю,
Погину я в чужім краю.
Хто ж ми буде брати яму?
Хто ж ми буде брати яму?
 
Гей, виберут ми чужі люди,
Виберут ми чужі люди.
Ци не жаль ти, мамко, буде?
Ци не жаль ти, мамко, буде?
 
Гей, якби ж мені, синку, не жаль?
Якби ж мені, синку, не жаль?
Ти ж на моїм серцю лежав,
Ти ж на моїм серцю лежав.
 
Гей, плине кача по Тисині,
Плине кача в по Тисині

*Note about interpretation & translation:
I have found versions that use either "плине" for "flow/swim" or  пливе  "float". I chose to emulate Піккардійська Терція (Pikkardiyska Tertsiya)version from Western Ukraine who use  "плине" in the traditional Rusyn dialect manner of expressing the meaning for flowing/floating.

Plyve Kacha (Пливе/Плине кача по тисині)

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Inspired by my beautiful Bukovynian ancestors who preserved the original Znamenny chanting style as inherited from Byzantium.
Old Slavonic is the mother of the Eastern Slavic languages.
Agni Parthene - a Greek Orthodox hymn composed by St. Nectarios of Aegina, and translated into Old Church Slavonic.

Agni Parthene - Агни парфене

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Fuck Romance

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