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“Crossroad Blues,” by Robert Johnson
The Blackout made me wonder if there were any songs by black filkers I could feature – unfortunately, I don’t know any, but somehow this seemed like the next best thing.
A note to the Supernatural fans: this song and “Hellhound On My Trail” were the inspiration for the entire selling-your-soul-at-a-crossroads plotline(s), and I thought you should know.
An X-Files song originally by Nick Cave, performed by Vixy and Tony.
Lyrics and chords available here
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This seems relevant to our next Pathfinder session…
I reckon this might be relevant to some of your interests.
Several weeks ago dog-of-ulthar reblogged this post about the warning message of the nuclear waste facilities at Yucca Mountain. He also tagged it with ‘I need this filked STAT’.
…well, it took me a few weeks to get around to it, but today I wrote some filk! The tune is Cold Iron, because it felt right and also because Kipling. The lyrics are written by me and obviously quoting heavily from the warning message itself. It is also sung by me and recorded on my cellphone, so I apologize for the low quality that comes from both of those things.
LYRICS:
Honor is for the hero – tributes for the bold –
But this is not an altar to bear our sacred gold.
This place is a message, hear it if you will:
The danger is below us, and the danger can kill.We considered ourselves mighty, and we thought ourselves right.
We made what repulsed us, and we hid it out of sight.
This message is a warning about danger that is here:
The danger is below us, and the danger can kill.The danger has a center we buried deep below,
The danger just increases as towards the core you go.
The danger was in our time and it is present still.
The danger is below us, and the danger can kill.The form is insubstantial – a release of energy.
The danger is unleashed if you disturb this place physically.
This place is best left shunned, let no one live upon this hill:
The danger is below us, and the danger can kill.
The danger still below us is a danger that can kill.
tumblr is killing anybody who psts audio files. im not joking it happened to me. they sent assassins but i was too adept at melee combat
A song for Valentine’s Day, on Valentine’s Day. Happy Valentine’s Day.
Popped into my head when I was trying to write something entirely else. I liked the idea of some immortal, shape-changing creature and her view of our quaint cultural conventions.
Good, old-fashioned shapeshifting feminism.
Lyrics and chords available here
Have a nice, post-apocalyptic song.
Lyrics and chords available here.
Sassafrass’ “My Brother My Enemy” at OVFF 30
For context, there were two people with pet snakes on the other side of the room, and the tall blonde one (person, not snake) is Loki and the shorter one (still person) is Odin.