Ikaroskliv

För Många Tårar

The final version of the son Afvärden. Re-recorded vocals, re-written drums and added instruments and parts. The song now includes 'Mot Norr' whihc is a break of sort in 7/4 measure (with a 4/4 feel) over two 7/8 measures (drums and piano) - kind of. I don't know... it's hart to dance to anyhow.

Avfärden (inkl. Mot Norr)

Instrumental. Planning on recording vocals sometime soon, but this is pretty relaxing as it is... so maybe not.

Stjärnan & sjön [Instrumental version][Fantomenklubben]

A rediscovered lost black metal track that I recorded about a year ago or so. I think it is pretty decent. Inspired by the likes of Taake (early), the first Borknagar album and a wee bit of Peste Noir - to name a few.

Straffdomen [demo]

Del tre av Seglats mot Arktis-sviten och första riktiga inspelningen med en ordentlig mick. 70-tals doftande rock.

Is utan slut [Seglats mot Arktis - del III]

Electronic dance track in odd-time signatures

Bombers Secret Society of Justice Forever - 1

During a trip to Latvia I came across "the Legend of the Rose of Turaida", a Latvian folk tale. I decided to make a folkrock song about it, inspired mostly by the Alex Harvey track "Isobel Goudie" and, to a lesser extend, the band Comus. 

The track was recorded during an evening and the following day. This is only a a raw demo, almost a proff of concept of sorts. The vocals are not very good at times.

Lyrics:
Early evening, among branch and bush upon the mound
A half starving, almost dead, baby girl was found
A clerk of Turaida castle picked her up and brought her home
Named her beloved and raised her as his own

She grew up to be
The fairest maiden one could hope to see
Sunshine followed 
The rose of Turaida

The gardeners wishfull gaze
Fell upon the rose's face
He harboured love for
The rose of Turaida

Cometh evening, at Gutmana cave
they meet in secret, gave their hearts away
How young love flutters, and burns and yields
In the arms of each other, the other's heartbeat they feel

The summer nights seemed without end
In the cave by the river Gaujas bend
He was the only love of
The rose of Turaida

One day a message came
That she should meet him earlier
He could not be there that evening
So they had to meet earlier

And she went, though not alone
She went with her sister of eigth
To the secret place her love had made it's home
The rose and the bud, made their way to the cave

In the near dark, who did they meet
the gardener to the castle came running
Pacing fast, out of breath
To tell that the rose and the bud had met death

He was accused for the murder of
The rose and bud of Turaida

Chackled in iron and led to the dungeon
Though known as an honest man 
The judge arrived fast to decide his fate
Whether or not he had blood on his hand

An army deserter from the shadows came forth
To speak the truth before the judge and court
His companion had fallen in love with the rose
But she had rejected him and then bloody revenge he chose

His plan was as simple as it was vile
To lure her and rape her and end her life
The rose tried to resist but anger was strong
To the ground she was forced down

"Please don't take my life" she cried 

"I will give you my scarf and the magic it holds.
It will protect you from mortal blow.
If you don't believe me then strike me now"
A flash of the blade, the end of a life

Behind the men they heard the child scream
The blood of the rose ran into the stream
Realising the deed he had done
The murderer took to the woods where he was later found hung

And so ends the legend of the rose of Turaida
Loved by many but with no one to aid her
The stream she bleed into is said to hold healing powers
Maybe the love of the rose instead came to be of help to others

The Legend Of The Rose Of Turaida [Raw demo]

A short instrumental piece. Somewhere between classical and folk music with (very) subtle hints of italian progressive rock.  

Seglats mot Arktis

Another track - not yet completed - in my intended "Seglats mot Arktis" suite. This one is more of a rocker than the previous track with touches of Sir Lord Baltimore, High Tide and ever present King Crimson. The later in the way I wanted the bass to have that gritty sound John Wetton used to have live - but without an actual Foxx Fuzz pedal it's hard to emulate the sound.

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