Raw footage from my concert slot at BayCon 2015.
Mark
Thanks so much for the submission, and I recommend everyone check out Mark’s YouTube channel for more (some of his songs and a few by Fish)
For space is wide and good friends are too few.
Raw footage from my concert slot at BayCon 2015.
Mark
Thanks so much for the submission, and I recommend everyone check out Mark’s YouTube channel for more (some of his songs and a few by Fish)
“Valhalla,” a song celebrating the Society for Creative Anachronism, by Leslie Fish
Lyrics available here, actual legitimate download here
“Black Davie’s Ride” (which I assume is an adaptation of the old “Black Jack Davey”) by Cynthia McQuillen, performed by Avalon Rising
Lyrics available here
A grazing mace, how sweet the sound, that felled my foe for me
I bashed his head, he struck the ground, and thus came victory
My mace has taught my foes to fear, that mace my fear relieved
How precious did my mace appear, when I my mace received
Through many tourneys wars and fairs, I have already come
My mace has brought me safe thus far, my mace will bring me home
The King has promised good to me, his word my hope secures
I will his shield and weapon be, when he gives me my spurs
And when my mace my foeman nails, that mortal strife shall cease
And we’ll possess within our pale, a life of joy and peace
A grazing mace, how sweet the sound that flattened a wretch like thee!
whose head is flat, that once was round done in by my mace….and me!
“Fake Geek Guy,” by Kari Maaren
This song was tangentially inspired by The Doubleclicks’ “Nothing to Prove,” but “to be absolutely frank, the Doubleclicks’ song is a moving autobiographical anthem, while mine is just kind of mean.”
It’s mean in a good way, though, and, as Kari says, more songs ought to name-drop Gail Simone.
The lyrics and chords can be found in the FilKONtario 24 songbook
Hunters (Supernatural Cover of Royals by Lorde)
I’ve never seen a demon in the flesh,
I cut my teeth on latin texts on the TV.
And I’m not proud, oh, I obsess,
it doesn’t bring me down, come watch it with me.And every episode is sharp teeth, salt rings, murder in the bathroom,
Blood stains, ghost towns, trashin’ the motel room,
We don’t care, we’re driving the Impala in our dreams.
But everybody’s like Angels, Crossroad Demons, when you’re done, Peace
Iron chains, knives and Destiel, dear God please.
We don’t care, we want to be caught up in that love affair.And we’ll never be Hunters (Hunters).
It don’t run in our blood,
That kinda life just ain’t for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.
Let me be in your Fandom (Fandom),
You can call me ‘Family’,
And baby I’ll live, I’ll live, I’ll live, I’ll live.
Let me live that fantasy.My friends and I—we’ve cracked the code.
We count our dollars on the way to buy the box set.
And everyone who knows us knows that we’re fine with this,
We don’t watch for friendship.Every episode is black eyes, more blood, front seat feelings.
Monsters, tablets, burning on the ceiling,
We don’t care, we’re driving the Impala in our dreams.
But everybody’s like Death, the apocalypse, Hell and Purgatory.
Suits and lies, another new fake ID.
We don’t care, just announce when the next season airs.Ooh ooh oh, It’s bigger than we ever dreamed,
Love ‘Supernatural Family’.
Ooh ooh oh, Life is great with more updates;
It’s just the spoilers that we hate.
A historical song, about the Crusades – “Bold Marauder,” by Richard Fariña and Mimi Baez
Good dulcimer on this one. The world needs more dulcimer.
Also, good melodrama. The world probably doesn’t need more melodrama, but I like it anyway.At a con a while back I got to hear Bill Roper sing his hilarious parody of this song. And knowing the original meant that I could sing harmony, at least when I wasn’t cracking up.
this is good because one, parody, and two, the parody has chords and I couldn’t find chords
A historical song, about the Crusades – “Bold Marauder,” by Richard Fariña and Mimi Baez
Good dulcimer on this one. The world needs more dulcimer.
Also, good melodrama. The world probably doesn’t need more melodrama, but I like it anyway.
Leslie Fish’s setting of Rudyard Kipling’s “The Palace”
Everything I know about Masons comes from this song, Assassin’s Creed 3, and my grandfather, who is a Mason, but all he’s said is that they hired strippers once.
(Am)Axes flash, (G)broadsword (Am)swing,
(Am)Shining (G)armour’s (F)piercing (Am)ring
Horses run with (G)polished (Am)shield,
Fight those bastards (G)till they (Am)yield
Midnight mare and (G)blood red roan,
(Am)Fight to (G)keep this (F)land your (Am)own
Sound the horn and (G)call the cry,
(Am)How many of (G)them can (F)we make (Am)die!
“The March of Cambreadth,” by Heather Alexander