For space is wide and good friends are too few.
axonsandsynapses ‘Cause she was not the biggest fighter nor one to raise a fuss
But I remember being proud that she was one of us
And we might never stand together in the shield-wall side by side
But because of her I lift my sword with pride
“One of Us” by Heather Dale, with incredible ASL interpretation by Mana Bijandgoodarz.
This is part of a really cool project that Heather Dale is collaborating on with Deaf storytellers. For more videos from the series, check out Heather’s YouTube Channel.
“Sorry, Wrong Star” by the PDX Broadsides, an… alternate ending to a traditional Christmas story.
Have a merry Star Wars season, everyone!
There are stories in the vapor trail
Stories in the tracks
There are stories in my footprints
The ones that won’t turn back
And I’ve got songs trapped in my lungs
With every breath I let them fly
As I sing for my supper
Then I sing for the ride
“Strowler’s Song” by Adam Fromm and performed by Murder Ballads (Adam Fromm & Catt Kingsgrave) with Heather Dale, Ben Deschamps, and S.J. Tucker.
so i recorded this song months ago, and am finally posting it now because
(1) i am currently hardcore procrastinating on my schoolwork, and
(2) today marks two months since i first started T, and when i was listening to this track again i realized just how much my voice…doesn’t sound like that anymore.
it was the first moment that really hit home just how much things are changing in my life right now. i’ve come so far, and i am so different from the person i was just two months ago – who will i be two months from now? how can i know, until i get there?
…so, existential crisis aside, enjoy! once again, shout out to @rabbittmouth, @dog-of-ulthar, and tom lehrer for inspiration. lyrics are below the cut!
As I boldly go, against our foes, my red shirt is my glory,
But If I should die, hold your head high and tell them all my story
“Red Shirt’s Prayer” by the PDX Broadsides, a song for the unsung heros of the Star Trek universe.
If I had the copyright on the word ****
I’d say **** this job and yourself you dumb ****
No need for hard work and no need for luck
If I had the copyright on the word ****
“If I Had the Copyright (The F Word Song)” by Carla Ulbrich, which is pretty much what it says on the tin. There’s also an uncensored version, but honestly, this version is twice as funny.
I’m a Next Gen girl
And I know my place
Is on the bridge of the Enterprise D
I need an android and a Betazoid
And a smattering of humanoids
Uh huh, to satisfy me
So when a Vulcan uses contractions
And there are multiple uniform infractions
I gotta remind myself that I’m a Next Gen girl
An alien in an Original world
“Next Gen Girl,” a declaration of loyalty from Leslie Hudson. She explains:
I grew up immersed in TNG and dabbling in the rest of Trek. When I finally started watching TOS as a series I felt it necessary to declare my bias. I may love it all, but TNG is mine forever.
With thanks to the Monty Python crew…or apologies…
We’re knights of the round station,
We welcome every nation
We work for peace and liberty
Despite our reputation.
We live well here on Babylon,
Even with all the rabble on.We’re knights of the round station,
We’ve plenty a mutation
Which helps a bit when given scripts
That stretch imagination.
We’re all alert on Babylon:
We sleep with our communicators
Onnnnn…(tweedlesquirge)
(“Go ahead, C&C”)
In war we’re fair and prudent
If but a tad impudent
Between our quests we entertain guests
And scan them though we shouldn’t.
It’s a busy life on Babylon,
Lucky us, we’ve got Sheridan…
He’s dead, Jim.
He’s gone and died.
He’s croaked off,
I don’t know why.
Some weird disease we’ve found
Has put him six feet down.
Cremation
Has claimed him.
He’s dead, Jim.
“He’s Dead, Jim,” an early song by Julia Ecklar, which is… pretty much what it says on the tin.
Lyrics, chords, and sheet music are included in the Traveller Songbook, which is available for free download from Prometheus Music as a scanned PDF.
It’s the voice that’s always breaking
That never learns to scan.
It’s the song of grim war-making
The ever-crying man.
It’s the one who won’t be cheerful
Who cannot find the tune.
And the fan, afraid of smiling
Who sings of wreck and ruin.
“The Ose” by Jeff and Maya Bohnhoff, a song for our favorite depressing filk genre.