Re: The Weather – the PDX Broadsides

jonathanlennox:

filkyeahfilk:

There’s a noise coming out of the dog park
And I think it means me harm
There are lights up over the Arby’s
And I wish I’d never left the farm
There’s a glow shining out of the canyon
And I hope it’s gonna get better
From the noise coming out of the dog park
I take you to… the weather 

“The Weather” by the PDX Broadsides, the first Night Vale filk I think I’ve ever encountered.

Lyrics available on Bandcamp.

Another Night Vale filk is Bob Kanefsky’s Downtown Night Vale, written with his usual brilliance.

Reblogging with addition!

The Weather – The PDX Broadsides

There’s a noise coming out of the dog park
And I think it means me harm
There are lights up over the Arby’s
And I wish I’d never left the farm
There’s a glow shining out of the canyon
And I hope it’s gonna get better
From the noise coming out of the dog park
I take you to… the weather 

“The Weather” by the PDX Broadsides, the first Night Vale filk I think I’ve ever encountered.

Lyrics available on Bandcamp.

Beware the Sentient Chili – Chris & Karen Weber

Beware of the sentient Chili
that burbles away on your stove.
The peppers are silently plotting
with legumes, tomatoes and cloves.
At night when you’re comfortably sleeping
and lie unaware in your bed,
the vegetables plan insurrection;
the lettuce are seeking new heads.

“Beware the Sentient Chili,” a truly terrifying monster story by Chris and Karen Weber.

Lyrics available here.

From Out the Barrow – Alexander James Adams

Won’t you come with me where the water runs deep?
Where the fire heart burns and the land is asleep?
Leave your tears and pain, let your heart be unbound!
Merely melt as spring rain-
With me into the ground!

“From Out the Barrow” by Alexander James Adams, a terrifying ultimatum from something old and powerful that lives deep beneath the earth.

Lyrics available on Bandcamp.

The Least of My Kind – Three Weird Sisters

Prying my switchblade cold out of my fingers’ hold,
Pause to take stock, reflect, and rue.
Look on the damage done here by a single one;
What do you think a full pack will do?

“The Least of My Kind,” a werewolf’s warning written by Catherine Faber and performed here by Three Weird Sisters.

Lyrics available here.

Dead Susan – Talis Kimberley

“Dead Susan,” a deliciously creepy song by Talis Kimberley.

Talis posted it on Halloween a few years back with the following explanation:

Quite one of the nastiest songs I’ve ever written… for those of you who enjoy such things, and especially this day when the veil is thinned between the worlds.

The writer of the vintage postcard I bought at an antique shop many years ago really should have checked her handwriting. I expect she meant ‘Dear Susan’ at the start of her message… let’s hope so.

That’s not what it looked like to me, however.

Available for download on bandcamp.

Filksong Genealogy: Save Yourselves!

(Series: Filksong Genealogy)

Above we have Seanan McGuire’s “Wicked Girls” (lyrics), performed in concert by the author along with Michelle “Vixy” Dockrey and Tony Fabris, S.J. “Sooj” Tucker, and Amy McNally.

And below, we have Bob Kanefksy’s truly wicked parody, “Save Yourselves!” (lyrics), performed in circle by Vixy and Tony.  Yes, that’s Seanan nearby in the circle, and yes, she’s hearing it for the first time.