Empire

By far the most musical theatre of any song I've ever written. Make of that what you will. This was a rare occurrence of the chords and the melody coming together with surprising ease and then the words taking months of frustration. In the end it was a collaborative piece with my wife Emma (Malhann to those of you in the field), without whom I would still be banging my head against a wall.

The Moments In Between

The Remastered version of Marcher Corsair! 
This song is always dedicated to a very good friend, who I dearly hope is well and comes back to say hi real soon.
PS. Someone was allowed into the last of this recording, and can be heard as the drunk in the back. Allow it fam

Marcher Corsair (Remastered)

This is a song for the Profound Decisions' live-roleplay system Empire.

This was recorded at my home.  The percussion and guitar were meant to be guide tracks only, but I liked the sound of the track with them included, so I left them in this version.

I also had a lot of fun with the backing vocals for this song and Navarr Running Song.  I even created characters in my head for the four singers  with very different voices, because... you know... roleplayer.  I think doing this helped to keep the sound ugly and brutal.

Call
As Thorn. As Thorn. Navarri fight as Thorn.

Response 1 (repeated after each line)
As Thorn. As Thorn. Navarri fight as Thorn.

Calls
As Thorn. As Thorn. Navarri fight as Thorn.

In the day or in the night we take our victory.
In the dark or in the light we're running through the trees.

Sure and swift, our arrows fly.
Upon our spears, all will die.

Know no mercy, heed no plea.
You cannot betray your enemy.

The blood will flow!

Response 2 (repeated after each line)
The blood will flow!

Calls
The blood will flow!

From the wounds of our foes!
From the wounds of our foes!

Their guts we'll spill!
With every kill!

KILL! KILL! KILL!
KILL! KILL! KILL!

As Thorn. As Thorn. Navarri fight as Thorn.

Response 1 (repeated after each line)
As Thorn. As Thorn. Navarri fight as Thorn.

Calls
As Thorn. As Thorn. Navarri fight as Thorn.

Know no mercy, heed no plea.
You cannot betray your enemy.

As Thorn. As Thorn. Navarri fight as Thorn.
As Thorn. As Thorn. Navarri fight as Thorn.

Thorn Battle Cadence

A song for star-crossed lovers, will-they wont-theys and passing ships in the night.

LYRICS

I met with a cambion
Was she Marcher or a Freeborn?
I don't know.

She looked in disguise,
But still her eyes invited me,
To see her show.

She told me she was leaving then she'd gone
If don't find the words to say then I would sing this song:

Come my love let's away together,
Dance all night for the world to see,
Tip our tankards in every bar,
So come, come and run away with me!

We'll up Highguard, down to Wintermark,
Then hit Navarr where the drink's on me
Take my hand 'cause the night's not over,
Come, come and run away with me!

I asked her "what's your poison?"
She said "Something with a taste you can't ignore"

I asked her what's her fancy
She said "Something that'll leave me wanting more"

She told she me was leaving then she'd gone
If I don't tell her how I feel, I'll never live this down.

Come my love let's away together,
Dance all night for the world to see,
Tip our tankards in every bar,
So come, come and run away with me!

We'll up Highguard, down to Wintermark,
Then hit Navarr where the drink's on me
Take my hand 'cause the night's not over,
Come, come and run away with me!

I'll never live this down...

Come my love let's away together,
Dance all night for the world to see,
Tip our tankards in every bar,
So come, come and run away with me!

We'll up Highguard, down to Wintermark
Then hit Navarr where the drink's on me
Take my hand 'cause the night's not over,
Come, come and run away with me!

Journey On

Come And Run Away With Me

A special song commissioned for the best dressed Leaguers you'll ever meet - as impressive as the Sun and the Moon themselves.

LYRICS

There once was a bravo from Sarvos,
Bold Aloysius his name
He longed to be famed as a merchant prince,
But lacked both the style grace

But he was told of a person in Anvil,
Who dressed in gold and did gleam like sun,
With a snap his finger you’d blaze with style,
So he asked at his door and he said:

My name is Giustiniano,
The last of your thrones I will take,
And a swan of this squab I shall make,

At the Atelier di sola E Luna
You’ll get a mask you can put on your face
We’ll dress you with power and deep persona
A warm and a sumptuous embrace.
A mask I will make you with promise to take you to new heights beyond debonair
I’m Giustiniano!
A mask of your soul I will make,

And so our bravo took off into twilight,
Where there’s a ball that’s awaiting his name,
His mask made him bold but his candour too cold
His manners still need to be tamed

Then came a voice that was wreathed in the moonlight
And our dear bravo was made to return,
“Your mask is but part of the beauty we craft,
Let me give you style that you yearn”

I am Vespera de Luna
I’ll will refine you I swear,
With luxuries twinkling and rare

At the Atelier di sola E Luna
You’ll get a mask you can put on your face
We’ll dress you with power and deep persona
A warm and a sumptuous embrace.
I’ll spin you in moonlight and teach you to pose right, I’ll paint you in umbra and flair.
I am Vespera,
Now show them you’ve got what it takes

So our bravo went into the ball,
With all the grace of sun and moon,
The heads did turn, the eyes did spy,
Who is this person I desire?
Where are you from? I don’t believe,
I’ve ever seen one quite like thee
The mask so fine, the clothes so sleek
Please tell me where

At the Atelier di sola E Luna
You’ll get a mask you can put on your face
They’ll dress you with power and deep persona
A warm and a sumptuous embrace.
You’ll leave dressed in threads that were made for the legends,
you needn’t be looking elsewhere!
From Sola E Luna
No other Atelier compares!

Atelier Di Sola e Luna

Ambient recordings from the larp Empire, by Profound Decisions

Empire 22

Last of my Striding

Ambient recordings from the larp Empire, by Profound Decisions.

Original song by Idwyn Splitroot (Gabrielle Falquero).

Call to the Labyrinth

Voice of Navarr

Rough attempt at the filk of Crow on the cradle. will probably replace with a cleaner version at some point

Songs of the Twofeet

Crow on the cradle

Da! -Varushka Baby

A song about Navarri oath tradition, including one of my own oaths.

Painted

A song about Idwyn Splitroot's Past Life Vision

Rise and Build

"Stop! Please!" 
The Cambion woman begged. She looked on as her daughter held a blade to her own skull and began sawing through one of her horns under the command of the brutish Thule orc standing over her. Gritting her teeth Narelle forced the rusted metal through the ivory. Trembling, she held out her hand. Still clutching her bloodied horn. His grey face peered down at her with a sickening joy painted across its features. He paused for a moment, and grinned. And without breaking eye contact he said, quietly,
"Take the mother away."
 Narelle felt her stomach drop. She watched helplessly as her mother was dragged kicking and screaming through the dust-choked hallway. Overwhelmed by rage, brought to a crescendo by the pain in her head, Narelle hurled her broken horn at her captor with an almighty cry striking him square in the back of his skull. The orc turned to face her once more, a terrible fury burning in his eyes... 

Ivory Daggers is a song set and written within the world of Empire, a festival larp in the UK.
It tells the tale of a Cambion woman and her family, living under the tyrannical rule of the Thule when they seized the Runeforges of Treji in 373YE.

Inspired and derived from "Age of Agression" From The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim.
Intro and outro clips taken from:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PTM9lQncKc&t=34s
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBD0GjGP6Ew&t=19s

Ivory Daggers

A filk of the beautiful song "Wayward Wanderer" From Enderal Bards (An extensive mod revamping some of the bards songs in Skyrim)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ns5syuFgbjo
Idea for Filk given by: Artek Emberune 

THE STORY:
This song tells a cautionary tale about a brash, young Navarri woman. Sick of her mundane life in her quiet Steading, she defies her guides and those close to her and decides instead to try and make it alone on the trods. Her freedom is short lived however when she is captured by a roving band of Jotun who exchange her life in return for her servitude. During her time in captivity she meets a fellow thrall, and falls for her completely. Yet again, her joy is short lived. For the woman who had stolen her heart chose instead to become a Jotun warrior to escape her enslavement, and left the navarri woman alone yet again, her heart in pieces.
Narrowly escaping with her life the Navarri woman returns to her Steading, pleading forgiveness from her people. They welcome her home with open arms. Not long after, she becomes a guide herself. She begins helping others along their way in the great dance and teaches the young members of the Steading that strength is found in those around you.

Wayward Wanderer

Wayward Wanderer (Filk)

One of my newest tracks! 
This song is a lighthearted little number mostly about the importance of National Training. Or any kind of training really..

Hold Our Line Here!

Rusty Compass are a rambunctious band of Varushkan gypsy brothers that hail from the barren wastelands of Karsk. 

  They travel the length and girth of the land on their yak-pulled cart, playing comedic, rambunctious, gypsy, pirate, knees up, tavern music. 
  From drunken sea shanties to Varushkan hard bass, Rusty Compass are a whirlwind of comical unpredictability and raucous antics. 
Be sure to brace yourself as you would a tropical storm or a turbulent night in with goat. 
With influences from the Flamenco, Klezmer music, Urtyin duu, Sea Shanties, Flogging Molly, Hatters, Gogol Bordello, Firewater, Jake Thackray and Gypsy Jazz, Rusty Compass are a mongrel of knees up gypsy music with a touch of self deprecation.   
Bushka: Vocals, guitar, percussion, recording, bum trumpet.   
Talisin: Vocals, bass, Morin Kuur, throat singing, bum fiddle.   
Stitch: Vocals, percussion, skin flute.

Da! -Varushka Baby

Rusty Compass

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