It’s that time of year again, friends, where music needs to happen!
As you saw in my previous post, I had gotten the bid to make the tokens for Ozurr and Fortune for their coronation. Helium hand strikes again. However, my true passion, if you haven’t guessed it by now, is making music.
4 weeks prior at K and Q Bardic, I was approached by the queen’s bard and asked if I were would be at coronation and if I would sing. It was to be a late period Italian coronation. I have a fair bit of late Italian in my repertoire, so, I agreed.
Shortly after gulf wars was over, I received yet another message from the queen’s bard asking for my musical expertise to assist her with repertoire as well as asking me to conduct the choir and run rehearsals. This is my wheelhouse after all. However, with this only being just over 2 weeks until coronation, I’ll admit I was a bit apprehensive. However, we hunkered down and got to work.
Over the next 2 weeks, I made sure music had gotten to folks, ran some rehearsals out of my home, made sure there was online rehearsals for those who wanted it and diligently reviewed the 3 pieces we had to perform.
Conducting is not just getting up there and waving a stick or your hands. There is a lot of time reviewing the scores, knowing where difficult parts may fall, how to fix them, appropriate changes in tempo, dynamics and knowing where there might be blend issues and vowel issues. In addition, if the piece isn’t in English, getting your performers all on the same page on that.
Day of we only ended up doing two of the pieces. That’s ok. Stuff changes. I also managed to sit outside for the sitting in state.
Here is a clip of ” The World an Illusion” by David Yardley (Lord Geoffrey of Exeter).
This is a direct quote from the composer:
It’s Anon 15th C, English. I adapted the words of the last stanza to make the song. You might find it useful to also look at my whole first album that was professionally recorded and released – the entire thing is about staying true to period while composing and re imagining the medieval.
Madrical- Published in 1555 in Il primo libro de madrigali a 4 voci, no. 8.
Là ver’ l’aurora, che si dolce l’aura
al tempo novo suol movere i fiori,
et li augelletti incominciar lor versi,
si dolcemente i pensier’ dentro a l’alma
mover mi sento a chi li a tutti in forza,
che ritornar convenmi a le mie note
Ageirr and I have been really digging this mold process for making tokens. In no surprise that either of us would keep falling deeper and deeper in love with the process as is our need to craft. We’ve posted up several of our previous molds and processes, but this one, the coronation mold was a whole -giant step- for crafting kind.
I will once again reiterate that this is not a period process and so there is very little on the internet or resources we have readily available to us. However, we’ve been enjoying discovering each part as we go.
Our original process looked like this:
3-d Model the positive
Make the positive
Try to smooth the positive (Modgepodge, wood glue, wood filler, raw sanding)
Mix the silicone and let it cure (24 hours)
Pull out the positive
Cast with pewter
“Attempt to clean” (big air quotes on that) using a Dremmel
We then started to refine our cleaning processes. We tried out different tips with different shapes and different coarseness/grinding surfaces. We got much further and even discovered how, by hand to get these suckers super shiny.
Once finishing up another set of tokens (of course it was the second we were done) we had an epiphany. Wait a second… why don’t we try to clean the mold up itself. So, we took the dremmel with the pink tips (383g) and gently touched the mold. They looked great! We would figure out the rest of the process later, for now we had a bid to complete 500 tokens for the coronation of King Ozurr and Queen Fortune.
Ageirr and I had never done 2 part molds before, however, for the design we had in mind, we would need to do this.
Step 1) 3-d Model the positive.
The concept for these was taken directly from Their Majestie’s Heraldry. However, since Fortune’s heraldry ( an 8 spoke wheel) is very close to the 7 spoke wheel award (The Silver wheel) to avoid confusion, we added roses to the mix.
Step 2) Make the positive. This is how they looked coming hot off the printer.
For size reference, these were 1.5 inches in diameter.
Our original next planned step was to cast it, clean it and re-cast it. In theory this should limit our time cleaning tokens.
Step 3/4) Cast
So, as you can see, no pre-sanding done it doesn’t look so pretty. You can see all the layer striations and the roses look like … well… not roses. In addition, after trimming off the flash, we did a weight check on these (as I mentioned before, we needed to make 500). We were also giving a 200 dollar budget for these. We did the math and if we had left the tokens at the same thickness and size, we would have needed 44 pounds of pewter. Pewter is approximately $19.95 a bar right now, so, you do the math.
Ageirr and I started to panic as we would need to re-scale the model and figure out how to take down the thickness.
We live in a 700 sq ft condo on the second floor so we don’t have crazy tools or materials. So, we make due with what we have. So, this time, we tried using sculpey. Ageirr being more patient with sculpting than I am and happened to have some more flexibility in his schedule, sculpted the damn thing from scratch. We printed out the images on paper and used them as layered guides so we could be as precise as possible.
From there, we created the mold again. Part one was done in the same exact way we had done our 1 part molds in the past. The second half we placed the sculpey model into the impression of the first cured mold. We placed saran wrap over it and smoothed it to the model. Finally we poured the silicone.
This resulted in a much smoother mold. We again dremmeled the edges a bit so we had a super flat mold wall that lined up. The sprue was carved and we started to pour.
We noticed that the roses were not coming out cleanly. With some research, it was suggested to use graphite as a release. With that, we not only got the tokens to release better, we got less pock marks on the pours (None to be precise) and that the mold was filling better and all parts were being cast.
Here are the tokens fresh out of the mold with general flash clipped, no cleaning:
Time to clean. Welcome to our bathroom. Our two man team included sanding edges and clearing out the holes. (We weren’t as careful as we could have been, so the pre-made hole broke off).
We use only the finest of safety equipment (Said sarcastically)
500 tokens cast!!!!
We still weren’t happy. We wanted these suckers to shine. Our buffing tips were getting eaten up pretty quickly, especially since our dremmel which still had it’s speed control was out of commission. Upon chatting with a sca’dian out on Nevada, it was suggested that a rock tumbler with jewelers shot and detergent would help give us the shiny edge we were looking for.
Thank goodness for amazon prime. We had the tumbler Thursday (The tokens were getting shipped out Friday evening). Off we went to pray.
The rock tumbler certainly did the trick. By 5 pm, here is our result:
We aren’t perfect yet in the process, however leaps and bounds have been made.
To raise an army, we do not simply start as skilled fighters as adults. The community of our army starts from when we may raise sword and shield. We go to war and nurture at every stage. Our youth do not learn skills on their own. With the guided aid of Ntisa Farstrider, our future begins their journey. Without a place to sleep or food to put in our bellies, we do not survive the war. Ntisa builds our travel home at times of war when it is most important. We survive and grow because of you. With that in mind, we Konig Wilhelm and Konigen Vienna, do invite you to join our order of the Silver Wheel at Shire Wars VIII, October 20, AS 53.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Yet you, our loyal subject, capture it in frame. Times which would only be left in memory to those who lived it, now tangible to all. Fleeting art now immortalized. You weave our history and create memorial, such that Arachne and Athena would marvel. You dress the part and bring joy to your art. Diverse artisan, humble and joyful. Your talent helps our kingdom grow. With that in mind, we, Konig Wilhelm and Konigen Vienna, only find it fitting, to bestow upon Svana Vefa, a symbol of our appreciation. We, this day, October 20, AS 53, at Shire Wars VIII, do make you a member of our order of the Silver Brooch.
Mimir’s well, year 3 was a resounding success. It was really nice to be able to teach and actually have time to take classes as well as socialize.
About 6 months ago, the Autocrat, Eleanor Grey, had asked me to come teach to make sure there was once again a bardic representation at their lovely event. I agreed. Mountain freehold is a great little shire with great people. Last year, I wrote them a song because they deserved it.
About 1.5 months ago, I was also asked if I could make the site tokens. I happily agreed. Mimir’s well is about wisdom. So, I chose to make tiny wisdom tokens. I sent Aegir the image to 3-d model as I had other work commitments I had to manage and he loves to play in fusion 360 (The 3-d modeling program we use). From there we printed and molded the tokens. She had requested that we make 100 of them. I had also decided that I didn’t want them to look like pristine metal. So, when creating the positive before creating the mold, I covered it in modgepodge and while it was still tacky, took same sandpaper to it to make it appear more stone-like by taking some divits out of the modgepodge.
Here are the final tokens (Though this one has the hole drilled in the wrong side):
From there, off to teach classes! I had a bright eyed and bush tailed class right at 10:00am. I always dread the first class of the day. I feel like no one wants to be there that early and no one is emotionally awake. It’s also the same as first performer stage fright. Always so hard to go on first, however, once the stage is set, everyone is ready to go!
My first class is how to warm up your body to perform. Yes, I taught this class the week before, however it is never the same. Here is the outline of the class so you know more (in a bullet form, what was gone over in the class)
Why do we warm up our bodies?
Athletes
Protection from harm
Emotionally warmed up
Setting the stage
Setting nerves aside
Ready to move
Anatomy of the mouth
Lips, Teeth, Alvular ridge, Hard pallet, Soft pallet
Discussion of how body is connected
Posture- Demonstration
Body stretches and massage
Head/temples
Neck
Head rolls
Arm body crosses
Pliet
Foot stretches
Rag dolls
Group massage
Breathing
Clavicle breathing
Proper way to breath in (order of operations)
Floor breathing
Engaging diaphragm and low back muscles
Breathing exercises
In outs on “Straw”
In outs on “Shhh”
Bubbles
Coughing/laughing
Projection
Talk about notes/polyps/hemorrhaging (Julie Andrews story)
5 locations to send sound in mouth
Discovering the soft pallet
Lollipops/York peppermint paddies
Eyebrows/yawning
Tongue twisters (Diction is done… Mommy made me…)
Finding nasal air flow spot
Tongue position
Dynamic projection (Using soft “stage whispers” to speak across the room)
Body tension
Finding tension in your body
Finding good mouth space
What you can do to loosen up your body
Questions:
From there, I hung out, ate, made some music with friends and enjoyed. I finally got to sing a few filks I had composed to those who had never heard them and saw the glee as disney and queen were attached to their favorite SCA activities. In addition, I got to see Aegir working in the kitchen, which he had a blast with.
My final class was just us singing period rounds. I just finished compiling a book of about 50 all period rounds (Sans “Le coq et mort”… which is a traditional, but hey, everyone likes to sing about dead chickens… plus I added the german. Morbid…dead..german… chickens). However, what makes my book different, besides it being so long, is I wrote up all the translations, IPA (Internation Phoenetic Alphabet) dictions and newspaper diction. I will be adding my written documentation on this shortly as well as the appropriate IPA charts, however, after the class, all 14 of my students were begging me to publish it now. (it was 25 pages, so I was remiss to keep printing more copies out of my pocket). I did, however, sell the 8 copies I made for charity and donated the funds on behalf of my class.
Finally, Aegir and I displayed our molds and casts we’ve been doing over the last few months. We had a BLAST telling everyone about the process. Again, making everything more accessible. We really want to make our arts accessible to people. I find it to be a gateway drug. If you find an easy/cheap way to do it, you most likely will want to explore how it was done. *GASP RESEARCH*
Aegir and I created these using the same method we have been using before. This was a 3d model followed by sanding and smoothing and then a silicone mold cast…. and a lot of cleaning/polishing. There are 100 completed for now.
This weekend was the East Kingdom College of Performers Challenge and Schola down in Iron Bog. This was a little bit of a schlep for a day event, but I am so glad I headed down. This is the first time we’ve done something like this in the East Kingdom. It was a day of classes and challenges. You did not have to master anything to be a part of it, but you would have to be willing to step out of your comfort zone.
With that said, it was a challenging, but positive day over all. I started the day right away with running a rehearsal for the newest addition to the East Kingdom College of performers, Opera D’el Est. The day, however, started more frantically than I hoped it would. Our one and only alto wasn’t able to come. So, I guess I’d sing her part and hopefully make it work. Then, 1/2 of the performers, who were traveling in the same vehicle, were about 45 minutes late (however, due to no fault of their own. Between traffic and weather).
Rehearsal did not go as planned, and that’s ok. We were fighting a lot of odds between company distances, time we had to prepare music and we are a new group. This happens. Everyone had agreed to give up part of their lunch time to meet again for additional rehearsal.
I met with some of the other vocalists after for some one on one help. From there, I whirled into some recorder site reading, which I really haven’t picked up a recorder since 2009… when I graduated college. Not only did I remember some things (Which was huge) I got to encourage 2 more of my friends to come join us. We went from 3- 5! So many tooty flutes!
From there, off to run a class. I have taught this class a couple times prior, but I think this iteration was the best version of the class. I am passionate about making sure performers are well warmed up for performance whether is be Singing, story telling or even heralding. If the body -and- mind are not there, then your performance will suffer. This iteration of the class discussed anatomy, posture, breathing, the parts of your body that make the sounds, projection and location of sound. I had 6 folks join my class of varying experience and age. Everyone seemed to get something new from the class and was able to apply it. Once of the gentleman in the class, who I performed with later in the day, said that it was a comprehensive warm up and encouraged others to do so. This was encouraging.
From there, a very abbreviated lunch and round 2 of rehearsing. This time, the section which the group seemed to be struggling with, seemed to lock in. Though, no real way to test it until performance. TO ADVENTURE!
From there, time to do another class! I have been bringing rounds with me to almost every event I teach at. They are a safe singing space for novice to master and bring joy. 8 folks at my rounds class. Everyone had a varying degree of expertise and it was delightful. There was a young lady, who doesn’t sing much, but her boyfriend does, who came to my class. She spoke to me afterwords, advising that she was over the moon since she got to sing. She felt the class was tailored enough that she could join in and not feel like she was slowing progress, but that she got to sing the songs and sing her part independently.
Whooosh! Off to perform (No, I have not sat down today or stopped for water). It was time for Opera D’el Est to make it’s debut. (See documentation, synopsis and translation below #1). The first piece we did was the Prologue from Eurydice. Despite some minor technical difficulties everyone who sang in that piece, rocked it.
We had a solo from our fearless leader and newest Queen’s Bard, Laila.
Then a solo from me! I died. I love dying on stage. I performed Laciate Morire from L’Arianna (See info below #2). I love death arias. I love dying on stage. To lament, there is no greater form of drama. See! Look, I’m dead… on the floor… singing the high stuff!
We had a beautiful duet from Laila and Ethnye (Enya). Finally, the choral piece from doom. A te qual tu ti, Euridice, Jacopo Peri. (Info below #3) It’s not that this piece was hard or anyone was untalented, it was just a perfect storm. This experience however taught me a new skill. I went to school professionally for singing. Everyone had hours to prep their pieces and weeks to learn music. This was not that. I learned that I should be happy with a product, that I had volunteers. I learned that my standard of performance is not a level for everyone. I don’t want this to come off as condescending. What I mean is that in fact, I should be proud of a group who came so far to even get this going. This was a huge success. Even if the music wasn’t perfect. LOOK AT THESE FOLKS! Look what they accomplished in such a short period of time.
From here, off to the challenges for the day. I stuck myself in a spot just to get out there and do something that I wasn’t necessarily skilled at. I wanted to work on something that wasn’t “Pretty” or necessarily polished. This is a huge fear for me because I was taught to never put anything out there that you weren’t proud of or ready to be recorded for the world. As a Bard, part of my learning is about bringing the news and the stories. They won’t always be perfect, but that is part of the creation and the reality.
The first piece I performed was “Twa Corbies”. This is a spoof written as a response to Raven’s Croft’s “3 ravens”. (See the lyrics and translation of the low Scottish below).
Second, was a completely non period, but SCA appropriate story. I don’t know it’s title, but I shall call it “How I caught the red dragon”. I’m not really a story teller. I do it to challenge myself. Music is my muse. However, I always want to be able to entertain a room. Pretty singing isn’t for everyone. Sometimes, you just need to tell a cheesy story. So I did. I flubbed up some of the words. I didn’t provide enough gesticulations as I’d like, however, I made my goal. I told another story in front of an audience. I’m getting there.
Last but not least, I had the pleasure of presenting the new East Kingdom College of Performer’s Travel journal during the final court. Just prior to, I had sat down in quiet with one of my fellow performers today. She bled her heart to me. She spoke of her struggles and sorrows with today’s events. She exclaimed that she was embarrassed. I shut the door in the room we were… expelling in. I explained to her that this was a new experience. Nothing wen right for any of us. She did well. Was it perfect, no. However, we will grow from good to better to best. I told her of my struggles with the day. That I was just her with 2 years more experience. I told her after the event we would connect and see how we could grow. It was then, I realized I would present the journal to her. She was my inspiration. She fell, she got back up. She is off running again. I could not be more proud of her.
I presented the journal, I shouted, “I”m free” and from court I left.
1)
Prologo: From Eurydice BY Jacopo Peri, Composed in 1600. The composition is typically considered to be the second work of modern opera, and the first such musical drama to survive to the present day. (The first, Dafne, was written by the same authors in 1597.)
Since both the libretto and score were dedicated to the new Queen of France, Marie de’ Medici, some scholars have recognized a possible parallel between Euridice and Orfeo and the Queen and King of France. While the comparison is readily made, some scholars argue that the traits of King Henry IV are different from Orfeo, especially with respect to Orfeo’s most famous deed. Orfeo loved Euridice so much that he journeyed to Hell and back, quite literally, to unite once more with his beloved wife while King Henry IV wouldn’t travel as far as Florence to retrieve Medici.
Peri’s Euridicetells the story of the musician Orpheus and Euridice from Greek Mythology. According to myth, Orpheus was a great musician who journeyed to the underworld to plead with the gods to revive his wife Euridice after she had been fatally injured.
The opera begins with a Prologue delivered by a singer representing Tragedy. She explains to the audience that she has not come this time to reduce them to tears with stories of sorrow, death and cruelty, but has changed her usual costume in order to awaken much sweeter emotions in the human heart. Future artists may well follow in her footsteps, when the whole world admires what she can do in this changed form: the new queen whose wedding is being celebrated, she says, will be more garlanded with laurels than anyone ever was in ancient Athens or Rome. She herself is going to dress up for the royal wedding, and while France prepares to receive its new queen, the wedding guests can relax and listen to the singing of Orpheus.
Hill, John Walter (2005). Baroque Music: Music in Western Europe, 1580–1750. Norton. ISBN 0-393-97800-1.
Oldmeadow, Earnest (1909). Great Musicians. Forgotten Books.
Io, che d’alti sospir vaga e di pianti
spars’or di doglia, or di minacce il volto
fei negl’ampi teatri al popol folto
scolorir di pietà volti, e sembianti.
Non sangue sparso d’innocenti vene
non ciglia spente di tiranno insano,
spettacolo infelice al guardo umano
canto su meste, e lagrimose scene.
Lungi via lungi pur da regi tetti
simolacri funesti, ombre d’affanni,
ecco i mesti coturni, e i foschi panni
cangio, e desto nei cor più dolci affetti.
Or s’avverrà, che le cangiate forme
non senza alto stupor la terra ammiri,
tal ch’ogni alma gentil ch’Apollo inspiri
del mio novo cammin calpesti l’orme.
Vostro regina sia cotanto alloro
qual forse anco non colse Atene, o Roma,
fregio non vil fu l’onorata chioma
fronda febea fra due corone d’oro.
Tal per voi torno, e con sereno aspetto
ne’ reali imenei, m’adorno anch’io,
e su corde più liete il canto mio
tempro al nobile cor dolce diletto.
Mentre Senna real prepara intanto
alto diadema, onde il bel crin si fregi,
e i manti, e seggi degl’antichi regi
del tracio Orfeo date l’orecchia al canto
I, who eager for loud sighs and tears, My face now filled with sorrow, now with threats, Once made the faces of the crowd in great theaters Turn pale with Pity
No longer of blood shed by innocent veins, Nor of eyes put out by the insane Tyrant, Unhappy spectacle to human sight, Do I sing now on a gloomy and tear-filled stage
Away, away from this royal house, Funereal images, shades of sorrow! Behold, I change my gloomy buskins and dark robes to awaken in the heart sweeter emotions
Should it now come to pass that the world admire, with great amazement, these changed forms, So that every gentle spirit that Apollo inspires will treat in the tracks of my new path
Yours, Queen, will be so much laurel, That perhaps not even Athens or Rome gathered more, an ornament worth of those honored tresses A frond of Phoebus between two crowns of gold.
Thus changed, I return; serenely, I, too, adorn myself for the Royal wedding, And temper my song with happier notes, Sweet delight to the noble heart
While the royal Seine prepares A noble crown to decorate the beautiful hair, and the mantle and throne of the ancient Kings, Listen to the singing of Orpheus of Thrace.
2)
This is from Arianna (1608), Arianna’s Lament, the only aria surviving from this opera, with text by Rinuccini. The manuscript survives in two copies: Manuscript Mus. G239, Biblioteca Estense, Modena, Italy and (in the handwriting of composer Luigi Rossi) as British Library Ad. 30491.
Ariadne’s sadness is a prime example of the effects of a man’s false words. In the myth of Theseus, her lover, he promised her a marriage in exchange for her aiding his journey to kill the Minotaur. However, Theseus soon abandons his bride-to-be, leaving her all alone to bathe herself in grief. She then became inspiration to many painters, sculptors, artists and musicians, mainly depicted weeping and in obvious despair.
Lasciatemi morire,
Lasciatemi morire;
E che volete voi che mi conforte
In così dura sorte,
In così gran martire?
Lasciatemi morire.
Let me die,
Let me die;
And what you would think could comfort me
In such a harsh fate,
In such a great martyrdom?
Let me die.
A te qual tu ti, Euridice, Jacopo Peri
A te qual tu ti sia de gl’alti numi
ch’al nobile pastor recasti aita
mentre avran queste membra, e spirto, e vita
canterem lodi ogn’or tra incensi, e fumi.
Se de’ boschi i verdi onori
raggirar su nudi campi
fa stridor d’orrido verno
sorgono anco, e frond’e fiori
appressando i dolci lampi
della luce il carro eterno.
S’al soffiar d’Austro nemboso
crolla in mar gli scogli alteri
l’onda torbida spumante,
dolce increspa il tergo ondoso
sciolti i nembi oscuri, e feri
aura tremula, e vagante.
Al rotar del ciel superno
non pur l’aer, e ‘l foco intorno
ma si volve il tutto in giro,
non è il ben nel pianto eterno.
Come or sorge, or cade il giorno,
regna qui gioia, o martiro.
Poi che dal bel sereno
in queste piagge umil tra noi mortali
scendan li dèi pietosi a’ nostri mali
pria che Febo nasconda a Teti in seno
i rai lucenti, e chiari
al tempio ai sacri altari
andiam devoti, e con celeste zelo
alziam le voci e il cor cantando al cielo.
Aurelio et Ludovico Osanna, Mantua, 1608. Publication of the text included in Federico Follini’s report of the 1608 performance
G. F. Gundulić, Ancona, 1633. Croatian translation, prepared for possible performance in Dubrovnik c. 1620. (5 scenes version)
L’Arianna (English: Ariadne) (SV 291), composed in 1607–1608, was the (now lost) second opera by Italian composer Claudio Monteverdi. One of the earliest operas in general, it was first performed on 28 May 1608, as part of the musical festivities for a royal wedding at the court of Duke Vincenzo Gonzaga in Mantua. All the music is lost apart from the extended recitative known as “Lamento d’Arianna” (“Ariadne’s Lament”). The libretto, which survives complete, was written in eight scenes by Ottavio Rinuccini, who used Ovid’s Heroides and other classical sources to relate the story of Ariadne’s abandonment by Theseus on the island of Naxos and her subsequent elevation as bride to the god Bacchus.
The opera was composed under severe pressure of time; the composer later said that the effort of creating it almost killed him. The initial performance, produced with lavish and innovative special effects, was highly praised, and the work was equally well received in Venice when it was revived under the composer’s direction in 1640 as the inaugural work for the Teatro San Moisè.
Rinuccini’s libretto is available in a number of editions. The music of the “Lamento” survives because it was published by Monteverdi, in several different versions, independently from the opera. This fragment became a highly influential musical work and was widely imitated; the “expressive lament” became an integral feature of Italian opera for much of the 17th century. In recent years the “Lamento” has become popular as a concert and recital piece and has been frequently recorded.
Scene 3
Arcetro recounts that while Orfeo lay weeping, Venus, goddess of love, carries him off in her chariot.
To you, what are you of the high ,
That to the noble pastor recasts
While these members have the spirit and life
Singing praises each between incense and fumes.
If of woods the green honors
Brawl on bare fields
Make gasps of horrid
Battle still, and frond’e flowers
Prepare with sweet flashes
Of light the eternal cart.
Seal and blow of Austro nervously
collapses into the sea, the rocks alter
the murky wave sparkling
Sweetly purse back wave
Melting the dark clouds and wounded
Aura flickers, and rambling.
At the top of the sky excees
Not just the air, and the fire around
But it all turns around
It’s not the way, in the eternal cry
How the day or the day falls
Reigns here joy and martyr.
We raise the voices and the heart singing to Heaven
I don’t even know where to begin about K and Q Bardic, yesterday. Parts of it were a blur, however, I cannot express how much my community means to me. I suppose I will start at the very beginning. I hear it’s a good place to start.
This is my 3rd year competing in K and Q Bardic. I never try to say ” I am going to win”, instead, I set smaller goals and achievements. It makes everything less stressful.
The evening before I stayed at the home of the amazing Sarah Byrd. She, as the day I met her 2 years prior, was full of kindness, warmth and a immense hospitality. I was unaware she had any staff duties at the event, meaning her hospitality was even more elevated.
The next morning I was fed and coffee’d… as Bards typically do -not- wake up before 11. It’s cruel and unusual punishment. This was heaven in a cup and plate. Sarah, Aegir and I dressed and walked the long and rigorous 4 block walk to site. We were greeted on our way by planned parenthood supporters (while we were in full garb), and wished them well as they stood for hours, in the cold, defending what they believed in. They asked where we were off too and we explained we had a competition just up the road. They cheered us on and off we went.
At site, we have a super secret delivery to a vigil and made that first priority before getting in the correct head space for the day. I talk about head space because as a performer, if you do not connect with yourself in the appropriate way for the day, it could cause your performance to suffer. I originally had a plan to perform “Twa Corbies” the Scottish “parody” of Three Ravens by Thomas Ravenscroft. However, I was unable to find detailed enough documentation to make it fit the day. So, with that said, 2 weeks prior to the competition, I decided to change it out for a much newer piece in my repertoire. I changed the piece to Depairt, Depairt, by Alexander Scott (See below for documentation). It took a while to settle in to my body. This was not my original piece and I was have problems coming to terms with it. However, over the two weeks I took to focus on it, I felt it in my soul.
Round 1) I was the 4th performer to go (out of 19). I do not envy anyone who has to go early in the rounds. It can be very unnerving. I was however blessed to follow two story tellers and a song that was very different from my own style. This allowed me to set the stage for my own unique performance style. I opened up and out it came. I have no regrets starting with that piece. I only regret not singing out as much, but perhaps that is what allowed me to really open up. I sat the rest of the time, listening to each performer with their own unique performance. I was moved by several. When the round was over, I went to almost every single performer and presented them with my token and a genuine compliment. If you had read my last post, I have made it my mission to become more open about telling people about the talents they posses and not addressing anything negative at any point. I wanted people to enjoy their day as much as possible.
Between rounds I was introduced to a newer performer in the area who had won the novice day prize. I spoke with her at lengths about her passions and listened to what she had to share. I offered any assistance I could and encouraged her to come out to the event next weekend, which would be a friendly performance space. She also had mentioned she wanted to complete but was intimidated by not having enough rep. My friend and I both reassured her she should compete and if she needed help, we would help her find some.
I have made it to round two every year so far. This was good news. The competition for round 1 was super fierce. When I heard my name called I was relieved that I could at the very least continue this tradition. I went second in round 2. Again, I don’t really like going to close to beginning, but with the field narrowed down to 9, I wouldn’t have too much of a choice. I had a piece that Aegir and I really enjoy singing together and in the car. It’s a Ladino piece called “La Prima Vez”. (More on Ladino below) It is possibly period, however, because Ladino was only prominently around for such a short period of time, we cannot document that this piece was indeed period. It’s pretty enough and the emotion is universal. At some point during the performance, the lights went out for a few short moments. I don’t recall it much as I was in the midst of performance, but I don’t remember even hearing a gasp. The lights went back on and I was still going.
Round two was probably the best I have ever seen in my performance career in the SCA. I took my time afterwords trying to re hydrate (Just in case). I spent the time between the announcements speaking with fellow friends and mentors. Speaking to my fellow performers and sharing our experiences today. Planning more shenanigans in the future. No matter the outcome today, more music to come!!!
The finals: I was surrounded by my family! My friend, Phillipe who I had met the year prior, who inspires me with his flare for the dramatics, his composition and his genuine kindness. Margretta (I can’t make the symbol to spell her name correctly… I guess I’ll figure it out eventually) who is my big sister. I wear her apprentice belt from Sabine. She is amazing in everything she does. She is dedicated to the music and the panache it deserves. She is who I aspire to be when I grow up! And finally Laila, new friend who I just met at Coronation of Wilhlem and Vienna. She met making music. We have connected and have been working on an opera company together. We have been planning to make more music. THIS IS MY FAMILY. There is no losing no matter what.
For the finals, we were challenged two fold. 1) To compliment the person who would be performing after you. This was no challenge, because I love all these people dearly. 2) To perform a piece that embodies kindness.
I didn’t hesitate more than a moment before picking my piece. I walked over to my Laurel and I showed her what I wanted to do. She agreed full heartily to it and so I ran into the hall for my “10 minute” prep time. (I think it ran longer, but i’m not complaining)
Hokay! I was going first. I spoke about Phillipe and then I revealed…. THE PIECE. About a year ago I composed a lullaby for Matilde. I spoke of the event that had sparked it. Though I was not close with her, I was moved by her kindness and selflessness she gave to the kingdom. I saw her having a rough time (while I was surfing the Visage of Tomes //Facebook) and when I got home from work, I wrote it down, recorded it and sent it to her. I generally do not share pieces I’ve composed in public. It’s a piece of my soul and if it got damaged I don’t know what I would do. I write for people often, but it’s for them in their private moments. I sang it with all my heart. I sang it for a crowded room. I didn’t cry… then, but inside I wept because I shared my soul. This song is posted to my blog, but I suspect not a lot of folks actually read it.
It was decision making time and I didn’t care. We made music and reveled. We sang rounds and songs. We heard others play. My heart sang. I won the day. I was making music with old friends and new.
Court came. I was not announced the winner. That’s ok. I WON. My FAMILY was standing as champions. They are MY champions. They have always been my champions. Baldric or not. I love them. I screamed as they were announced. I cheered as they were addressed.
Not long after they had been announced, her Majesty, Vienna was announcing that she had been inspired by two other individuals in round 2. Myself and my brother, Phillipe. We were awarded a very rarely given award know as the Golden Lyre. (About the Golden Lyre below)
I sat down to enjoy the rest of court. I was reveling again in the day. Surrounded by my community. The Bardic community. However, I was called into court for one more piece of business. The EKCoP (East Kingdom College of Performers) announced a new travel journal to be passed around. This journal is to document someone who inspired you that day (and a few more details). It is to be passed on to them at that event and taken home to the next event. Today, it was presented to me.
Also, throughout the event, I was presented these tokens by the populace for my performances. I added these into my “I guess I don’t suck” box. I keep every single token I’ve ever received as a way to remember on those days when the worms get to me that I am not as terrible as my brain tells me. HAND OUT TOKENS. GIVE COMPLIMENTS. These could help motivate and save your friends or strangers.
This was my 3rd year. You bet you will see me next year. Until then, I have won the day. I hope everyone else won theirs too!
Depairt, Depairt
Alexander Scott (16th-century poet) (c. 1520–1582/83), Scottish poet. Scottish lyricist who is regarded as one of the last of the makaris (or poets) of the 16th century, because of his skill in handling the old Scottish metrical forms. His 35 extant poems are contained in the Bannatyne Manuscript (1568).
This was composed in Courtly verse in the grand manner. Poetry in this manner comprises several elaborate dream-allegories more or less saturated with classical, as well as, rather more incidentally and cursorily, scriptural, allusion somewhat simpler love-allegories and dream-visions and debates, grandiose panegyrics and lament. Almost all of this is in more or less elaborate Chaucerian stanzas, mostly of seven, eight or nine lines of inter-rhyming pentameter lines. Set pieces in the courtly manner are also prefaced or appended to, or introduced into, works mainly in the narrative and didactic modes – as more or less conventional and pretentious prologues and prohemes, and conventional panegyrics and hymns, and some ‘complaynts’ or laments.
Depairt, depairt, (depart)*
Allace, I most depairte (Alas)
From her that hes my hairt (heart)
With hairt full soir (sore)
Aganis my will in deid (indeed)
And can find no remeid, (remedy)
I wait the panis of deid (pains of death)
Can do no moir. (more)
Adew sueit thing (Adieu sweet)
My joy and comforting,
My mirth and sollesing (delight)
Of erdly gloir: (earthly glory)
Fair weill, my lady bricht (bright)
And my remembrance rycht, (rich)
Fair weill and haif gud nycht, (have good night)
I say no moir.
Daiches, D. (1982), Literature and Gentility in Scotland, The University Press, Edinburgh
Ladino is very nearly extinct in many of these areas. A very archaic form of Castillian Spanish mixed somewhat with Hebrew elements (as well as Aramaic, Arabic, Turkish, Greek, French, Bulgarian, and Italian), Ladino originated in Spain and was carried to its present speech areas by the descendants of the Spanish jews who were expelled from Spain after 1492.
About the golden Lyre:
Given to an individual or group whose single work or performance, either displayed publicly or in an arts & sciences display at a Royal Progress, in The Crown’s sole opinion and discretion, manifests and represents the fire and passion of the East Kingdom arts. The basis for bestowing the Award of the Golden Lyre will rely on the artistic use of period mediums, creativity, and/or inspirational value of the work or performance. The work or performance may be a work in progress. Documentation is not required, but is highly recommended. Individuals/groups can receive the award more than once during a reign, but not for the same work or performance. The Award of the Golden Lyre may be awarded by the King or Queen, together or individually.
Typically I would talk about my event and my connection to it. I will briefly, but I want to talk about something more than that in particular so I will provide the lead up to it.
This years winter nights was just a time for me to go and hang with my other Bardy friends(not to be confused with baudy, though these are not mutually exclusive) , get a little challenge. No intent on winning. I went with the intent of celebrating Bard friends and being connected to my community, old and new.
This was also Aegir’s first true bardic event. I wanted him to get a view of my world. The second we got there, he ran off with a friend he had made at another event to go make arrows. Whatever.
Round 1 had 26 competitors and every last one was enjoyable. I had asked Aegir what he wanted me to perform and he picked an Irish traditional piece called ” If I were a blackbird”. It fits the SCA feeling so I decided to go with it. It felt solid and I felt like I performed it well.
Round 2 was my first (and only challenge, spoiler alert). I was challenged to do a late period piece which would “Blow a hole through the roof”. This made me a little nervous as I hadn’t sang in about 2 weeks due to being ill. Whatever, I’ll pull it out. I’m a big girl! (5’11 and built like a valkyrie). I decided to go with a Monteverdi piece, “Lasciate Morire” from the opera L’Arianna composed in 1607 into 1608. I did indeed, blow the roof off. Everything, for the first time, with this piece lined up, like the stars and heavens. I was moved to even take the ground and sing from the ground. This isn’t easy to do, but it felt like the right thing to do.
Fast forward to the end of the event. We were all cleaning up and I was approached by someone who knows me from the outskirts but we haven’t been close. She approached me to tell me how much she enjoyed my performance and was wowed by me singing from the ground. I thanked her immensely for her words. They meant a lot to me.
Shortly after, Aegir advised he had been speaking with the same woman earlier. This is the conversation he provided to me. “She said she almost didn’t tell you that. She said you needed to hear it like you needed another hole in the head because you know it to be true.” So, moral of the story. TELL EVERYONE
The reason I wanted to bring this up is for one reason. If you hear or see something you like, tell the artist. We are our own worst critics. We have our own brain worms. I can tell you, day after day, I never feel good enough. The only thing I have to remind me I have some semblance of talent are your words and your tokens.
If anyone knows me, they know that music is the number one priority in my life. Whether I am singing or playing instruments or encouraging others to perform. I know the power that music can hold and I want nothing more than to make sure that others have this saving grace in their lives as well.
A few years ago I was very involved in a choral group called “Voce di Sonata”. These were all volunteer vocalists from Malagentia. We would run through pieces and work on them. Eventually we would get to have other performance experiences as well. However, after running it for 2.5 years, it was time for my life to explode and I simply couldn’t organize it again at that stage of my life. Life happens.
Even without formally running it, I would have folks approach me and ask for group singing and soloists to perform at their events (and weddings). I would gather ad hoc groups as needed as well as find appropriate soloists. In addition, those vocalists in the group would come and say, “Solveig, we would really love to sing with you”. My heart couldn’t say no, but I just didn’t know when.
In addition, I was also involved in the Malagentian Players. From a solo member as well as a member of their troupe. However, through discord and life, it too mostly went the way of Ol’ Yeller.
This broke my heart.
A few months ago I moved to the Riding of Giggleswick. It is a small riding but with some fiery and passionate hearts. I have a stable place to live and partner. I love my new job. Emotionally, I am in a good place. It was time.
Last night was the first meeting of the Giggleswick performing arts group. I had 6 people show up! That’s huge for our little riding. There is promise for more to show as well. We had very new performers telling their first story in public, more seasoned performers working on newer pieces. We had rounds. ROUNDS GALORE. Folks who claim they don’t sing, sang with us! It was beautiful and harmonious. We even had a few repetitions of singing through “O Magnum Mysterium” which is no small feat. It was beautiful. The feedback was positive and I am ready to do this again in 2 weeks.
The plan is to have folks perform their pieces. Should they want feedback, they will ask. If not, no feedback is to be given. I am hellbound on making sure this is a safe space for all to perform. There will be workshops and classes to come as well.
For now, a new beginning, like a fresh layer of snow.
Meddlings of the Minnesinger 