Akallabêth the Downfallen – scribefindegil

scribefindegil:

Sometimes your friend makes a joke about throwing a Silmaril into Lake Superior and then things escalate and you have to write a tragic ballad filk about the downfall of Númenor set to the tune of The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, as you do.

Some lyrics will probably be tweaked but you can hear our first play-through of this version here on the recording of last night’s filk stream! (time stamp 29:00)

On these hither shores we forget

Númenor
Land of Star, Land
of Gift that was granted.
Now lost Westernesse
is called Akallabeth
In the tongue of the
Elves Atalante.
It was once bright
and fair, and the men who dwelt there
Knew arts that are
now lost and hidden
But they chafed at
the Ban and the Doom laid on man
That the Undying
Lands were forbidden.

King Al-Pharazôn
was both prideful and strong
And he thought there
was none could defeat him.
His force was so
great that he need only wait
Until Sauron came
humbly to meet him.
And indeed Sauron
came, acting subtle and tame
And condemning the
Ban for its harshness
And he fed wicked
things to the mind of the king
Till he worshipped
the Lord of the Darkness

The sky filled with
clouds and the thunder boomed loud
And the Eagles of
Manwe came flying
But the King took no
heed in his pride and his greed
And his fear that
too soon he’d be dying
As the great fleet
departed he hardened his heart
From his ship decked
with sable and golden
And they sailed to
the West to make war upon death
And the Ban of the
Valar was broken.

They came in a while
to the first Lonely Isle
Where their fleet
made the setting sun darken
And they reached the
fair strands the Undying Lands
Where even the king
paused and hearkened.
He wavered at last
and he nearly turned back
From the land and
the brink of disaster
But he strode on the
shore and so doomed

Númenor

For in the end pride
was his master.

The ocean was split
with a cavernous rift
And the whole world
of Arda was shaken
As the sky wheeled
and raged o’er devouring waves
They knew that their
land was forsaken.
Its gardens and
halls and its riches and tombs
Are drowned far
beneath the deep waters
With its music and
mirth and its wisdom and lore
And its wives and
its sons and its daughters.

Elendil alone with
his sons’ ships was blown
Far away from the
wrack and the ruin
He was faithful
through all and ignored the king’s call
So escaped
Pharazôn’s swift
undoing.
They were tossed on
the strand of the still-risen land
With masts snapped
and hearts full of mourning
Though their
kingdoms grew strong they would never move on
From their grief for
the land they were born in.

The world has been
rent and all roads are now bent
And the Undying
Lands have been hidden
So that never again
may the folly of Men
Let them seek after
Aman unbidden.
And on these hither
shores we forget

Númenor,
But sometimes when
the seabirds are calling
We may look to the
West and with grief in our breasts
Weep for Akallabeth
the Downfallen.

Legacy – Michael Kelly

We dig too deep
Trying to rival the deeds of our fathers
We dig too deep
The children of giants, trying to stand on their shoulders

“Legacy,” by Michael Kelly.  He mostly does SCA events and the like, but I (dog mod) met him at a post-apocalyptic event, and he’s not only an amazing singer, but incredibly supportive and encouraging.  He got me to sing into a microphone alone for the first time (in the desert, for people wearing only leather and spikes), which took some coaxing, so I feel obligated to plug his Patreon, where he releases new recordings regularly for donors.

This one’s for the dwarves of Middle Earth, hence the beard.  But don’t let the beard fool you!  It’s a beautiful song.  Lyrics and chords under the cut.

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Hey Jolly Doomsman – nimium-amatrix-ingenii-sui

nimium-amatrix-ingenii-sui:

I ventured into Angband deep, hey, jolly Doomsman
And dancèd there in evil’s keep, and therefore make me room, man
Sent Morgoth’s court a-sleeping still, hey, jolly Doomsman
And from him stole a Silmaril, and therefore make me room, man

Mellonath Gléowine

The Stockholm Tolkien society started their choir Mellonath Gleowine in the early 1970s, and it is still going strong, and is the oldest continuous filk tradition in Sweden. They sing a mixture of Tolkien and early modern songs. Here is their concert when Stockholm’s science fiction bookstore had their 30-year-anniversary as an independent business in 2014.

Don’t miss their version of The Misty Mountains Song in Swedish and Khuzdul at 10:00!

[submitted by anonymous]

All that is Gold – Brooks Williams

All that is gold does not glitter
All who wander are not lost
The old that is strong does not wither
Deep roots are not touched by frost

So we [dog mod and brain mod] just discovered that Brooks Williams combined Tolkien’s verse with paraphrasing from Jesus’ Sermon on the Mount, and the result is pretty catchy.

Lyrics available here.

(Full disclosure: when we first listened to this, the Christian aspect flew right over our heads and we went “huh, this sounds weirdly like religious music, wonder why?” We didn’t get it until we found lyrics with explanatory notes.)

In the Halls of Our Fathers – Ingrid Windsland


ingridbeast:

ingridbeast:

“In the Halls of Our Fathers”, or “Thorin’s Farewell” which was it’s working title, is a song I wrote shortly after Easter, and I’ve been editing and revising it ever since. Only now am I happy with how the lyrics turned out. This is actually the very first recording I have ever done of it, done in one take with no editing (which is rather rare for me, as I usually do several takes with a lot of editing before I’m happy with it), so it’s practically a live version. I guess I’m just really eager to share it with you all! ^_^

The picture is of two wonderful cosplayers I had the pleasure of meeting at HobbitCon and is taken by Felix (http://revelio.deviantart.com/). You can find the whole photo shoot here:
http://bittersuites.tumblr.com/post/82818914778/the-clouds-burst-the-end-of-durins-line

Thorin: http://a-very-important-dwarf.tumblr.com/
Bilbo: http://misterbilbo.tumblr.com/

Lyrics
In the Halls of Our Fathers
(Thorin’s Farewell)

Lift your gaze
For someone so small
You had a bravery
That baffled us all
And in your reluctance
You found in your heart
The kindness to see through
A rough-cut facade

And the road lay before you
So frightful and new
But you joined our company
As one of a few
To share an adventure
And through the world roam
To the Halls of our Fathers
Our home

Lift you head
For all you have learned
You found your courage
When everything burned
In our darkest hour
To this ragged crew
Your heart remained loyal
And your spirit true

And the road lies behind you
The world lies ahead
Through woodland and mountain
And battle it lead
Together we stand now
Midst pillars of yore
In the Halls of our Fathers
Once more

Lift your hand
And let it clasp mine
I need your forgiveness
Before it is time
Thief I once called you
But you are my friend
And the last to embrace me
Here at the end

For my road has ended
So bid me farewell
And remember me kindly
In stories you’ll tell
And lay me to rest
When my last breath has passed
In the Halls of our Fathers
At last

Yeah, I’m sorry, but there is no way I’m not reblogging this after seeing the trailer …

The Library Bards

Hey there!

I wanted to reach out to you because my band, The Library Bards are babies in the filking community, but would love to get more involved! We do nerdy parody songs, and you can hear one of them (about our favorite wizard) here: https://youtu.be/R7i-Cg5DiWo

We have other songs as well, and more music videos to come!

Thanks,

Xander

(A Library Bard :D)

Submitted by xanderiffic!  The video is definitely worth watching, if only to see Gandalf dance.  I mean, there are other reasons, but that should be sufficient.