#manticess

So my “band” produced a new album. I’m super happy about it! Our name is Manticess; we play pop music in a slightly old-fashioned sense. The songs are based on melodies. The lyrics deal with feelings, situations, hope, sadness, guitars, summer, flying, love, parting, reunions etc.

Here we go again. It's 2015 and I'm bringing back my 52-second songs! This one might grow into a proper Manticess song someday. The nightingale is, of course, a great singer who died. I did have one specific in mind while writing the chorus, but it's probably better you think of whoever comes to your mind. In other news, I'm attempting to make a video for each song.

Suddenly there was silence where there used to be her song Her feathers had been shimmering and her voice had been so strong Now the nightingale will sing no more The hand of death has locked her door Still I know her spirit will prevail When we sing the song of the nightingale

Teach me how to Furby? Seriously, Tumblr radar?

I can't help but repost this song I* recorded last year (originally written by Joe 'Covenant' Lamb). *with a little lots of help from Susanne (vocals), Andy (drums), Caleb (flutes), Jenny and Thomas (backing vocals)

Mr. Tom Furby - The Furby Catcher

Old Tom Furby was a very special man Of the Seven Hundred Molemen he's the only one who can Take a sword, a bag and knotted string and make a cunning plan And go into the woods to kill the Furbies

Kill them all! Kill them all! And banish them forever They are deadly, they are evil They are hairy and they never Seem to pay for all their wickedness And that is his endeavour He's going to torture, maim and kill the furbies

They creep around the woods at night And look for folks to hug And telling mole men "I Wuv Oo!" And other things that bug! They know no shame and cannot sing It doesn't stop them trying So hurry dear old Tom and kill the furbies

Kill them all! Kill them all! And banish them forever They are deadly, they are evil They are hairy and they never Seem to pay for all their wickedness And that is his endeavour He's going to torture, maim and kill the furbies

So if you see old Tom around the place Then stop and say hello And if he's feeling sociable, then with him you can go Then fur will fly and blood will spill As carving them up -- oh- All the fun you're going to have when killing furbies

Kill them all! Kill them all! And banish them forever They are deadly they are evil They are hairy and they never Seem to pay for all their wickedness And that is our endeavour We're going to torture, maim and kill the furbies

Kill them all! Kill them all! And banish them forever They are deadly, they are evil They are hairy and they never Seem to pay for all their wickedness And that is our endeavour We're going to torture, maim and kill the furbies We're going to torture, maim and kill the furbies We're going to torture, maim and kill the furbies

The Moon's Song