Carra's Lament

By Warder

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Tags: #1998 #Folk #Irish

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                           the Feadanaigh Epic



                       "We are the music makers,
                     and we are the dreamers of dreams,
                       wandering by the lone sea-breakers,
                   and sitting by the desolate streams."

                                   -  Arthur O'Shaughnessy




       the Feadanaigh Epic is my long term project, which consists
       of three parts.

          - Wind on the Moors
          - Whistler's Bride
          - Carra's Lament


       Feadanaigh is old Eire and translates as Whistle Player



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                              Carra's Lament




             Carramaena had been sick for a long.
        A fey child, yet everyone had grown fond of her.
          Even the sullen Garedd, though he'd never admit it.

             Her lifeless body seemed impossibly thin and
        pale in the moonlight. Her red and golden wealth of
         hair seemed haggard and lifeless.

             Her mother's keening cut through the still night.

            in the distance, owl could be heard calling.

          tears shone in her father's eyes


             Garedd was lost in thought; or in guilt perhaps.
           he was the one who most often had bullied Carra. He
        leaned against a tree as if it could somehow sustain him.
         obviously, it failed, for Garedd sat down abrubtly, knees
           failing.

          the others stood mute witness; sharing the grief of her
            loved ones.


        The bard had finished the ancient prayers for those who
          are to pass beyond.

                He was the first to notice the dark stain in
        Garedd's shirt.

             His dagger was neatly buried in his chest. Few inches
         left from the golden ring hanging from his neck.
          The Claddagh ring, intertwined with a single,
            shining lock of red-gold hair - his secretly cherished
               treasure.

             the Claddagh soaked in his lifeblood hung testimony
          to how much had never been said.





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                             the Closing Words


        It's time to declare my Feadanaigh Epic complete. When I began
        tracking "Moors of Ireland" the idea was already forming in my
        head, but then I planned nothing like this...

        But it's done, so let's call it a wrap.

        I feel each part has a character. As the saga goes on, the
        emotional aspects get simpler and simpler; 

        Moors of Ireland packs together the mystic atmosphere of
        Celtic Countryside, the contrast of Irish melancholy and
        the fiery feasting.

        Whistler's Bride is a song of loss and sacrifice; symbol of
        choosing the priorities in one's life.

        Carra's Lament is precious for me. It symbolizes grief and the
        only way to overcome it; realizing its captivating beauty.


        The low tinwhistle was very dominant in this trilogy, thus the
        name "Feadanaigh" which means whistle player. 

        Please enjoy this work.


         signed Warder
        warder@dlc.fi
        http://www.dlc.fi/~warder

        All comments and mails are warmly welcomed. E-mail answer rate
        100%

Instruments

Low Whistle
Low Whistle
Low Whistle
Pad
Pad Loud
Moody Strings
Analogpad
Orch Bass
Analogbass
3 Octave Strings
3 Octave Bass
Djembe Bass
Djembe Hit
Djembe Slap
Analogpad 2
Trinity.MarchSnare
Trinity.SnareReverb L
Trinity.SnareReverb R
Violin
Violin Loud
Gong
Choir


Sample sources:
Korg Trinity

Playtime: 6'40

Samples

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