This Side of the Knife – Seanan McGuire and Dead Sexy

This side of the knife
When I was fool enough to wonder
Asked what I should not have asked
Called down rain and called down thunder

“This Side of the Knife,” a wonderfully dark and cryptic song by Talis Kimberley. This version was performed at MarCon by Seanan McGuire and Dead Sexy (Seanan McGuire, Amy McNally, Brenda Sutton, Teresa Powell, Dr. Mary Crowell, & Bill Sutton) with the fabulous Judi Miller providing ASL interpretation.

Talis Kimberley has described this song as a companion story to Crazy Man Michael, which doesn’t necessarily make it any less cryptic, but definitely provides some context.

Go From Hence – Vanessa Cardui

“Go From Hence” by Canadian filker Vanessa Cardui, a deceptively upbeat song about going to ones’ execution.

It’s not explicitly about pirates, but I think it makes an excellent pirate song, regardless.

The Griesly Bride – McKain Lakey

Today in found filk: “The Griesly Bride,” a murder ballad adapted by Tom Campbell from a poem written by John Manifold.

Despite being written in the mid-20th century, it sounds like a traditional ballad, and has a very filkish supernatural twist. It’s actually so filkish that when I was first trying to track down the origin of the song, I found some folks who were convinced it had been written by filker Cynthia McQuillan.

Lyrics are available here.

Quick content warning for an implied threat of sexual coercion, though it’s never followed through, and the woman who’s threatened is not the one murdered in this ballad.

Dawson’s Christian – Vixy & Tony

There are stories of the Dutchman, the Celeste and Barnham’s Pride
There are stories of the Horseman and the Lady at his side
But the tale that makes my blood run cold, the more because it’s true
Is the tale of Jayme Dawson and his crew
Yes, the tale of Dawson’s Christian and her crew

A newer recording of one of my favorite classic filk songs, “Dawson’s Christian,” a space opera ghost story, originally Duane Elms.

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.

Black Widows in the Privy – Julia Ecklar


magicalballerinaprincess:

thepasswordispeekaboo:

Everyone knows someone we’d be better off without
But best not mention names for we don’t know who’s about
But why commit a murder and risk the fire’s of hell
When black widows in the privy can do it just as well
 

#comedy#sca @filkyeahfilk is this the post you meant to reblog, it’s about spiders and murder… (my kinda song tbh)

spiders and murder are hilarious, I’ll have you know

Black Widows in the Privy – Julia Ecklar


thepasswordispeekaboo:

Everyone knows someone we’d be better off without
But best not mention names for we don’t know who’s about
But why commit a murder and risk the fire’s of hell
When black widows in the privy can do it just as well

Hey Nosferatu – crystalandrock


crystalandrock:

After months of promising dogofulthar that I’d make him a filk song called “Hey Nosferatu”, I finally got around to it. So here you go, a brand new filk about Nosferatu by someone who knew nothing about Nosferatu (and then went on the wiki page for last minute research).

I used chris clark’s karaoke version of Hey There Delilah for this. Thanks to them for having a slightly higher version than usual, eek!

Also I apologize for my voice and my lack of breath control. I blame Nosferatu for draining my life essence just before recording.
LYRICS:
Hey Nosferatu, what’s it like in Transylvania?
You’re four-hundred years old now and spreading plague throughout Germania
Thousands die,
But only two people know why,
What can they try?

Hey Nosferatu, don’t you worry about the distance,
Though the ship’s journey is long you’ve got the crew for your subsistence
Still their breath,
Show them why you’re the “Bird of Death”
Till no one’s left.

Oh, it’s how you’re draining me,
Oh, it’s how you’re draining me.
Oh, it’s how you’re draining me,
Oh, it’s how you’re draining me,
How you’re draining me.

Hey Nosferatu, I know times are getting mean
With all the rats that you’ve released the town’s declared a quarantine –
It’s done no good
And Ellen wonders if she should
Become your food.

Hey Nosferatu, when she let you have your way
I guess that you forgot to check the clock for at the break of day
You fell apart,
For Ellen she was pure of heart
And awfully smart.

Oh, it’s how you’re draining me,
Oh, it’s how you’re draining me.
Oh, it’s how you’re draining me,
Oh, it’s how you’re draining me.

A thousand rats seemed pretty grim
But they were beat by her and him
And mankind somehow ended your dark plan
At least you got their countrymen
And Ellen will never laugh again
You know she’s looking rather pale and wan.
Count Orlok, I can promise you
That even though your reign is through
The world will never ever be the same,
And you’re to blame.

Hey Nosferatu, you were evil, now you’re history
But you’re still alive on film and in the heart of classic mystery
It’s surreal
Both our blood and hearts you’d steal
So though you see me as a meal,
Hey Nosferatu, I really feel
That you’re ideal.

Oh, it’s how you’re draining me,
Oh, it’s how you’re draining me.
Oh, it’s how you’re draining me,
Oh, it’s how you’re draining me,
How you’re draining me.