fabulous track! kinda has a sea shanty like vibe. But better than that. unique content, tight vocal mix,

unique content, voice and vocal mix, soooo goood.

Listened to this twice already, not stopping any time soon. You've made magic here man. Creepy, sinister magic.

Journey On

This is what happens when you want a better recording of one of your old songs and your wife has amazing harmony ideas. Song is Wheel Keeps Turning, my Prosperity based song for Empire. Musically, this extra special edition takes a bit of a departure from the WM musical brief, so it is unlikely to be heard in the field in exactly the same way, but damned if I'm not happy how it came out. Big props to Emma (Malhann) for the sweet, sweet harmonies.

Wheel Keeps Turning (Extra Special Edition)

Wonderlust

Our Call

Green Lungs

This is a song for the Profound Decisions' live-roleplay system Empire.

It was recorded on my digital dictaphone in my front room in one take, so it is very rough. And I was improvising the guitar for the most part.

Lyrics:

Miaren, Miaren,
Will we meet again,
At journey's end,
Miaren?

Oh dream, oh jewel,
Of Terunael,
Do tell me when,
Miaren.

How I recall,
Your towers of yore,
That once filled the blue skies,
Now ruined and worn.

But then, Miaren,
We'll see you again,
In new Seren,   
Miaren.


Oh new, Seren,
Our only haven.
From you we will,
Rebuild.

Our dream, our jewel,
Of Terunael,
Begins anew,
with you.

But oh... the road,
Calls ever to roam,
And walking the long trods,
I long for my home.

But then, Seren,
I'll see you again.
At Journey's end
Miaren

 
But the road, but the road,
Calls ever to roam.
And walking the long trods,
I long for my home.


But then, Seren,
I'll see you again,
When journey's end,
Miaren.

When journey's end,
Miaren.

Miaren

A song written for William Guildenstern: the soon to be folk hero and legend of the live action roleplaying system 'Empire'.

LYRICS

I'll entreat you to a tale about a name you might recall,
Of a man named William Guildenstern, a hero to us all.
Not one detail here is wasted, not one detail's overblown,
Let my voice become your chisel as we write this down in stone.

Well he started as a blacksmith when he marched away from Dawn,
Fought the minotaurs in Skarsind and with grace he slew them all.

Then he joined up the militia, seven years he served to tell,
Of when he nabbed the bloody butcher and all of Temeschwar as well!

Then assassins came to bleed him, all attempts they tried did fail,
He's a man who's duelled trogoni and has lived to tell the tale.

He's a senator, a skirmisher, all brains as well as brawn,
And got so much damn charisma that he's even liked in Dawn!

Woah, oh ho!
I sing of William Guildenstern!
Senator and skirmisher, a league unto his own.
Woah, oh ho!
I sing of William Guildenstern!
A just and true commander, he's a hero to us all!

Fought in Skarsind, unto Holberg, unto Mournwold, unto Karsk,
Even fought a Jotun war-prince and he beat him on his arse!

Battled monsters, battled dragons, battles far beyond belief,
Defeated ogres in a hurricane in nothing but his briefs!

Guildenstern is strong as stone and no assault can pierce his hide,
Caught a falling star within his chest, and still he didn't die!

Took a troll curse to his mind so that the Marcher-folk would thrive,
Like a blackened blade it ran him through, but Guildenstern survived!

Woah, oh ho!
I sing of William Guildenstern!
Senator and skirmisher, a league unto his own.
Woah, oh ho!
I sing of William Guildenstern!
A just and true commander, he's a hero to us all! X2

William Guildenstern!

I Sing Of William Guildenstern

Second attempt at recording one of my first ever songs. Still not entirely happy with the mix, but it makes for a fuller sound than the original "singing into my phone" version.

Nowhere I'd Rather Be (v2)

Dig your heels in and fight hard for what you deserve.

LYRICS

I see smoke within your hearts,
And I see courage, I see fear.
Through the gate and unto battle,
For the lives that you hold dear,

This is my call - The call to arms,
This is my call - The call to arms,

Unto dust and and unto violence,
We will give them no reprieve,
Hold the line now, come together,
For the Empire we believe!

This is my call - The call to arms,
This is my call - The call to arms,

Hold the line on the field,
Hold together, never yield and,
Dig your heels in, oh yeah,
We're digging down!
We're digging down!

Nations come together to spill blood for shared belief,
When the council disregards us we will stand and grit out teeth,

This is my call - The call to arms,
This is our call - The call to arms,

They can talk of grace and virtue while we're broken on the wheel,
They cans tack the coins in Anvil as we die out in the field,

But we still go - We go to war,
This is our call - The call to arms

Hold the line on the field,
Hold together, never yield and,
Dig your heels in, oh yeah,
We're digging down!
Watch the cold enemy,
Come and break on my belief,
Dig your heels in, oh yeah,
We're digging down!
We're digging down...

You can push me til I'm broken,
You can cut me and I bleed,
You can beat me, you can break me,
But you won't take my belief!

I won't give up, I won't give in,
We're digging down, we're digging in
(x4)
We're digging down, we're digging in
(x7)
We're digging down!

Digging Down

A song for solemn farewells.

LYRICS

Sail on, sail on, gentle brother
Let a lantern light your way.
Now you don't have to fight any longer,
And your debts have all been paid.

So go on to the maze, you'll be welcomed
As the hero you became.
And your soul in my heart lives forever,
And I'll I never let you fade.

So sail away a lonely day
Until we meet, we meet again,
O sail away unto your calling,
O sail away
(x2)

I know in my bones there's an answer,
For the reason we're undone.
And I still hear your voice in a promise,
That you'll miss me when I'm gone.

But in life we still remain, to cast away the pain
And fall into the hole you left behind,
And I think "What would you say?"
With a smile upon your face,
Praying that we meet again someday.

So sail away a lonely day
Until we meet, we meet again,
O sail away unto your calling,
O sail away
(x2)

And we'll meet again someday,
When a lantern lights your way.

Sail Away

Big Ole Boy is a state of mind - it's hard growing up...

LYRICS

When I was young I was stubborn and brave,
I dreamed to be big and be strong.
The call of adventure strong in my veins,
Even if I was too young.

But my mother she sat and she told me,
This world is much bigger than you.
I said to my mother, I'm set in my ways,
And one day she will see the truth.

I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy,
Oh yes I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy
Oh yes I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy
Oh yes I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy!

So I grew up and went out on the road
To make of the world what I may.
I'll drink and I'll fight and I'll reach for the heights,
That a man of my stature can make.

But my mother would always remind me,
That life comes with burdens to bear,
But I will be strong with a will to go on,
So I turn to my mother and say:

I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy,
Oh yes I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy
Oh yes I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy
Oh yes I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy!

Now that I'm old I've a place of my own,
And my youth it seems so far away.
I still hear the things my mother would say,
Even though she's long passed away.

Now I know now of life's obligations,
And I feel the burden of proof,
As time marches on I'll try to be strong,
And right all the wrongs of my youth.

Because...
I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy,
Oh yes I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy
Oh yes I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy
Oh yes I'll be a big ole
A big ole boy!

Big Ole Boy

LYRICS

Some may say that the throne makes us one
Does it feel unfair when it's all said and done?

One points a finger and ten points them back,
From nation to nation, it's all tit-fot-tat,
Til we stand and say,
It's just words,
Just a curse between lovers and friends.

Just a curse between lovers and friends,
Just a curse between lovers and friends,
We may fight but there's love at the end,
What's a curse between lovers and friends?

Some may say it's a curse you deserve,
We can disagree, we can hate, we can love,
You can still fight me but I will forgive,
I will bear any brand that your coven can give,
And I'll stand and say,
It's just words,
Just a curse between lovers and friends.

What's a curse between lovers and friends?
What's a curse between lovers and friends?
We may fight but there's love at the end,
What's a curse between lovers and friends?

Some may say that you'll fall through the cracks,
Just a curse we made that we cannot take back,
Take a deep breath for ambition and pride,
I'll take every curse in the peak of my stride,
And I'll stand and say:
It's just words,
Just a curse between lovers and friends.

What's a curse between lovers and friends?
What's a curse between lovers and friends?
We may fight but there's love at the end,
What's a curse between lovers and friends?

A Curse Between Lovers & Friends

A song for new experiences, encouraging those who may be anxious or uncertain that they should keep going forward because the road ahead has plenty of wild and wonderful experiences.

LYRICS

I am the wanderer wandering free,
I have no land and nobody but me,
But the voice in my head tells me what I could be:
"Journey on!", I will not go home.

I am the Marcher that's planting the seed,
I am the bard drinking cider and mead,
Who has sang in Navarr and then danced in the League,
Journey on, I will not go home.

Journey on, Journey on,
Journey on, I will not go home.
Journey on, Journey on,
Journey on, I will not go home.

I met the freeborn with gifts from the sea,
I met Varushkans who wandered with me,
Mine is the road but the road is my keep,
Journey on, I will not go home.

I've been to Dawn where I sang for a feast,
I've been to Highguard to pray and to plead,
For the curse of the wanderer who plays for his fee,
Journey on, I will not go home.

Journey on, Journey on,
Journey on, I will not go home.
Journey on, Journey on,
Journey on, I will not go home.

I could be Emperor speaking my creed,
Come from a vagabond nervous as me,
And the voice in my head says I have to believe:
"Journey on!" I will not go home,
Journey on, I will not go home.

A cautionary tale of how things can end for those who stray from the path of old traditions and respect for their countrymen.

LYRICS

Comes the crooked tale,
Of a marcher lost their way again.
Sold away their land,
For the shadow of some personal gain.
Now the crop’s been low,
And the nation falls to strife.

But they know they can make right again,
When the Wickerman’s in flames.
They can burn and they’ll make right again,
In the Wickerman’s embrace.

So the marcher can,
Make amends for all the sin they’ve done.
So the marcher can,
Take the burden for the ones they love.
Oh the crop’s been low?
And tradition has been spurned?

But the Marcher can make right again,
When the Wickerman’s in flames.
They can burn and they’ll make right again,
When they die in flames!

Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, and
Only the good and the brave can go
To the Wickerman’s embrace.
Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, well
Only the good and the brave can,
Die in flames!
And we die in flames!
But the Wickerman remains.
Oh Ho!

I’ve come to tell you,
That there’s no place to run and-

Hide from all your sins,
And the weight of the mistakes you've made.
Things that can’t be cleansed;
No apology can make amends.
Now the crop’s been low,
And the nation’s life is struggling.

You’ll be glad you can make right again,
When the Wickerman’s in flames.
You can burn and you’ll make right again,
In the Wickerman’s embrace.

For the Marcher land,
You can make a noble sacrifice.
In the burning man,
For the nation you can still do right.
So the crop’s been low?
From the ashes we do grow!

For the Marcher can make right again,
In the Wickerman’s embrace.
They can burn and they’ll make right again,
If they die in flames!

Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, and
Only the good and the brave can go,
To the Wickerman’s embrace.
Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, well
Only the good and the brave can,
Die in flames!
And we die in flames!
But the Wickerman remains.
Oh Ho!

I’ve come to tell you
That there’s no place to run and hide
I’ve come to cleanse you
I’ve come to make the sacrifice
In the light, we’ll dance and we’ll be cleansed
Now strip yourself to skin and bone
And carry off our sins. I say!

Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul.

Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, and
Only the good and the brave can go,
To the Wickerman’s embrace.
Burn to the ash and the blackened bone.
Pray that the virtues save your soul, well
Only the good and the brave can,
Die in flames!
And we die in flames!
But the Wickerman remains.
Oh Ho!

The Wickerman

Ambient recordings from the larp Empire, by Profound Decisions

Empire 22

One Beat

My newest filk for Empire LARP
Inspired from The Longest Johns song Off to Sea

Run the Trods

A song of Vigilance. As of the end of E1, it has not yet been performed at Anvil due to a loss of voice on Friday night.

Although my softest song, it is also possibly the most barbaric in terms of musical stylings as I still find writing to style hard.

I See You (vigilance)

Award winning composer, sound designer and multi-instrumentalist based in Wiltshire, England - Silgor designs sound and music for use in television, film and video games.

Whilst adept at synthesiser programming and song writing in several genres, he is best known fantasy orchestral soundtracks and as a pioneer of "medieval tavern rock". His latest music offerings come include the album "Journey On" which helped to earn him the "Bard of the Year" award at the 2024 UK LARP awards following support from music and fantasy fans.

The Wickerman

Silgor

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