Finished a new piece today, and have remastered some old.
First the latter, In hierdie doodsdal ek sien drie -
with and
without lyrics. Quite happy with the composition, made it darker, as is intended to be the atmosphere for the song. Fell sick for most of the recording sessions though, and didn't realize until mixing, you can hear me slowly dying with teach verse
, in the third sections all of the voices are so. Strangely, somewhat fitting it is, for such a lament about dying and struggling that the singer is growing weaker each refrain, the sickness in his voice sounding most on the word helaas (alas)... Probably coping. Might try to re-record the voices, and/or do the english lyrics too, but I don't get much opportunity for actually recording music, nor any proper equipment. Still, hope you enjoy.
But the main course is the new song,
Varkltr wádk Détakuvo, two kvaksa saints and important folk heroes meeting on the opposing sides of an battle, at the township of Tlellak, the last standing settlement under Fulmákea rule on the whole island of Báksev. Seeing that Détak has no weapon, Varkltr tosses aside his tkal staff and a struggle ensues. I tried to tell a little bit of a story within the fairly short song, as it is supposed to be a single wrestling encounter, but each moment has a different tension and mood. How well I did, you'll be the one to tell.