In Hadrian’s Town

For the dear people of Hadchester – my friends and companions – this is yours.

Click here to listen to an mp3 of the song:
http://www.mbouchard.com/misc/Hadrians-Town.mp3

See Hadrian’s town down by the sea
Hi lily hey lily hi lo.
If you are a- looking for fine company
To the Hadchester coast you should go.

If by longship you land, or by three-masted sail,
You shall find a reception as warm as the sun.
Cold as the winter, they’ll serve you their ale,
And find you your comfort as tall tales are spun

See Hadrian’s town down by the sea
Hi lily hey lily hi lo.
If you are a- looking for fine company
To the Hadchester coast you should go.

While the morning fog clears you can see her great worth
As the folk of Hadchester before you appear.
Wide gardens a-plenty grown from the rich earth,
Providence favoring hard work and cheer.

See Hadrian’s town down by the sea
Hi lily hey lily hi lo.
If you are a- looking for fine company
To the Hadchester coast you should go.

Beneath Harold’s orchard they play in the wood
Neighbors and friends gather from far and near
When y’ think you have had all the pleasure you could
Sit down by the fire and rest yourself here.

See Hadrian’s town down by the sea
Hi lily hey lily hi lo.
If you are a- looking for fine company
To the Hadchester coast you should go.

The Romans and Tudors together do dance,
Vikings and Templars share platters of bread
Picts spar with Frenchmen when they have a chance,
As to all good people the good-will is spread,

See Hadrian’s town down by the sea
Hi lily hey lily hi lo.
If you are a- looking for fine company
To the Hadchester coast you should go.

There’s nary a noble with a greater home –
Of mountains that gather the first rays of day,
Her people as lovely as the ocean’s salt foam
If you land at Hadchester, you will want to stay…

In Hadrian’s town down by the sea
Hi lily hey lily hi lo.
If you are a- looking for fine company
To the Hadchester coast you should go.

If you are a- looking for fine company
To the Hadchester coast you should go.

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A couple of years ago I was asked to make a song in celebration of the people of the Shire of Hadchester, which is on a beautiful coastal section of Maine. But it’s not nearly as lovely as the people who live and play there!

The song sat, quietly, with just the text for some time, as I’d not recorded it so it could be taught. But someone recently asked about it, so I made a recording to use to hear how it goes – and so – Hadchester, my beloved friends, this song is for you – long overdue!

love, Aneleda

Last Saw You In June

Thinking of Armistice Day and Veteran’s Day got me thinking to songs about loving and missing people. And this song came and told me that she was thinking the same thing. So she wrote herself by my hand. It was recorded at the kitchen table straight onto the laptop, which is exactly where I’d imagine myself singing this song if I had to. It’s my thank you to all those who wait for someone serving…that’s worthy of great respect too.

http://mbouchard.com/misc/Last-Saw-You-In-June.mp3

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All the golden leaves are gone, stark stand the trees
The busy hum of summer’s gone, the flowers and the bees
there’s smoke from every chimney, though it seems much too soon
It’s November now, and I last saw you in June.

You held the lines and laughed, “it won’t be long.”
“You will pass the time with friends and the singing of your songs,
and I promise I’ll be back before the final harvest moon”
But it’s November now and I last saw you in June.

The sea is sometimes kind and sometimes cruel
She will always hold your heart first, I’m no fool.
I can share your love with her I guess, but not your body with Neptune.
It’s November now, and I last saw you in June.

(Bridge)
I cannot walk the sea and wring my hands.
I have our boy to raise, and I must care for our lands,
And I don’t have time to waste away like old heroines who swoon.
But it’s November now, and I last saw you in June.

So we wait and work and wait and pass the time
And I’ve put away your painting of the damned Marinere’s rime
For sometimes this love’s an albatross, upon the sea my hopes are strewn
For it’s November now, and I last saw you in June.

Footfalls on the gravel make me fear,
I look out the frosty window – God, you’re here!
The tears they start to fall again – I had though I  was immune.
For it’s November now, and I last saw you in June…

For it’s November now, and I last saw you
It’ November now, and I last saw you
It’s November now, and I last saw you
in June.

Leafy Greens & Mutton Song Lists

The Leafy Greens & Mutton were a small, enthusiastic ensemble of folks who really like to sing, play and perform medieval music.

Coming together in the fall of 2004, LG&M was a nameless bunch of merrymakers – so merry that they took some mis-sung lyrics as their very name! By the spring of 2005, we were a real group – we even won the Period Musical Performance category at the Society for Creative Anachronism’s (SCA) Festival of Northern Lights Arts & Sciences Challenge. (You can see our fancy award for yourself if you wish!) Since then we’ve had public concerts at the Bangor Mall, Church of Universal Fellowship events in Orono, the Bangor Public Library, and enjoy the occasonal appearance at the Orono Community Theatre Arts Cafe.

As members of the SCA, we made every effort to capture the joy and sound of medieval music, from dance tunes to ballads, focusing on music written during (or about) the times from around 1000 to 1650 AD. LG&M members host workshops on the bardic arts, encourage singing and music at SCA events and campfires, and work to revive songs of ages gone by.

We had a limited performance schedule. Traditionally we performed for local SCA events (with a focus on a public demonstration at Fort Knox each September and medieval carols in the local Mall each winter). By the end of our time we had even had a few concerts that were just us!

LG&M has been defunct since about 2009, but here’s our medieval music setlist:

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Medieval Music

Round of Three Country Dances in One: Collected by Thomas Ravenscroft, 1609

John Kiss Me Now: Collected by Thomas Ravenscroft, 1609

Hey Downe Downe:
Collected by Thomas Ravenscroft, 1609

Hey Ho, Nobody Home:Anon.,round collected by Thomas Ravenscroft, late 16 th century

Sumer is a Cumin In: Anon.,part-song from the 12 th century

I Am Athirst : Collected by Thomas Ravenscroft, 1609

Three Rounds as One – Hey Ho Nobody Home, Rose Rose, and Ah Poor Bird : Collected by Thomas Ravenscroft, 1609 (arranged by LG&M)

When Joan’s Ale Was New: Anon. 1594

Come Again Sweet Love : John Dowland 1597

Can She Excuse My Wrongs : John Dowland 1597

Now is the Month of Maying : Thomas Morley 1595

Oh Lusty May : Anon. c.1550

Where the Bee Sucks: text William Shakespeare The Tempest: Act V, Scene 1; music Robert Johnson, late 16 th century

Pass Time with Good Company: Henry VIII, early 16 th century

Greensleeves: Anon. first mentioned in 1580 (it was first used in a Christmas carol, “The Old Year Now Away Has Fled” in 1642)

All in a Garden Green:John Playford’s collection “The English Dancing Master” 1651;

Oh Mistress Mine: text Shakepeare, Twelfth Night: Act II, Scene 3; tune Anon.;

The Northern Lasses Lamentation to the tune Goddesses ; or, The Unhappy Maids Misfortune : John Playford’s collection “The English Dancing Master” 1651;

Farewell Adeiu (to the tune of Selliger’s Round) : Anon.

Country Man’s Delight (to the tune of Selliger’s Round) : Anon.

Young Men and Maids (to the tune of Selliger’s Round) : Anon.

Lord Randall (Durante My Son): roots in Italy, in the early 1600s; the earliest English versions are from the late eighteenth century, and our earliest musical records are 19th century.

The Carrion Crow: Anon. 1450 (and was still being sung in “the colonies” after the 1600s.)

Three Ravens:Collected by Thomas Ravenscroft , 1611

Twa Corbies : a variant of Three Ravens, loosely dated to the late 16 th century (meaning that the original, Three Ravens, is possibly quite a bit older.)

Antiphon for the Virgin (Cum Erubureint): Hildegarde von Bingen, early 12 th century

Magnificat chant: traditional chant, this version published in 1624

Sicut Cervus : Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina (1525-1594)(br> Easter Sequence Chant: Wipo of Burgundy in the 11th century, this piece, both tune and text, still exists in the Roman Catholic Easter mass.

We also like to sing non-medieval music – some songs are written by SCAdians from far away kingdoms; some songs written by those of us before you. Some songs are modern songs that have the “feel” of the middle ages or life in the SCA.

Welcome to the Current Middle Ages : Derek Foster, 1979

Song of the Shieldwall : Malkin Grey and Peregryn Wyndryder (mka unknown)

Savage Daughter : Wyndrith Berginsdottir (mka Karen L Unrein, 1990)

Shield My Kinsmen : Wyndrith Berginsdottir (mka Karen L Unrein, 1990)

Lifeblood, a Viking Drinking Song : Wyndrith Berginsdottir (mka Karen L Unrein, 1993)

Tale of Jaden’s Shield : Aneleda Falconbridge (mka Monique Gibouleau, 2003)

O’er By the Watch Tower: Lord Gwillim Kynith (mka Brian Hubbard, 2004)

Ode To Endewearde: Aneleda Falconbridge (mka Monique Gibouleau, 2004)

The Parting Glass : 1770s Irish, at the earliest, but of good SCAdian sentiment and a lovely way to end a good bonfire

 

Music for Yule

A few years back I was in a great group called Leafy Greens & Mutton, and we did mostly period music.

We had a nice setlist of Yule pieces which I researched for our flyers and concert programs, and before Geocities really does go dark, I thought I’d add it here:

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A Carol Bringing In the Boar’s Heed
Lyrics by: Wynkyn de Worde. Unfortunately, only the last page of Jan van Wynken’s “Christmas Carolles”, printed in 1521, survives, but it includes portions of this carol, which appears in many different forms in later publications. This song is traditionally sung during the Christmas Feast at Oxford

Good King Wenceslas
This story owes its popularity to the popular melody, which is actually that of a Spring carol, “Tempus Adest Foridum” (“Spring has unwrapped her flowers”). Although the lyrics were evidently written by J.M. Neale in 1853, the melody appears in the Swedish “Piae Cantiones” of 1582.

In a Manger He Is Lying
Polish Carol, 16th Century

Lo How a Rose
Es Ist Ein Ros, 15th Century German carol, Translator Unknown; Arr. by Michael Praetorius, 1609

The Holly & the Ivy
This popular melody and text were recorded in Mowbray’s Christmas Carols in 1861, but he claimed that it appeared in “an old broadside, printed a century and a half since” (roughly 1710). It is apparently much older even than that; the phrase “the merry organ” appears in Chaucer’s “Nonne Preestes Tale”, and holly and ivy are common motifs in pagan celebrations which predate the Christian influence in Europe.

In Dulci Jubilo
Words: Nun singet und seid froh, attributed to Heinrich Suso (ca. 1295-1366). Folklore has it that Suso, hearing angels sing these words, joined them in a dance of worship. Translation from The Oxford Book of Carols, 1928; Music: “In Dulci Jubilo,” 14th Century German melody

There Comes a Vessel Laden
1608, Andernach Gesangbuch

Covertry Carol, Luly, lulay
One of the most haunting of the carols written in the minor key, Coventry Carol was sung in the pageant of the Shearmen and Tailors, a mystery play put on by local guilds in Coventry, in the 15th century. The most familiar text is that of Robert Croo (which we sing), written in 1534. The Coventry Plays are recorded as having been witnessed by Margaret, Queen of Henry VI, as early as 1456, by Richard III in 1484, and by Henry VII in 1492.

Tommorow Shall Be My Dancing Day
The New Oxford Book of Carols suggests that the song was originally part of a medieval Mystery Play. (It is also cited by some sources to be of the 19th century.) This carol appears in Christmas Carols Ancient and Modern by William Sandys in 1833, and in many broadsides of that period. However, most historians date the text from before the 17th century.

Wassail Wassail
Gloucestershire Wassail, traditional English, but at least some verses are believed to be from the middle ages

Bring a Torch Jeanette, Isabella
French Provençal Carol by Émile Blémont; French Tune adapted by Seguin from Charpentier (late 1600s)

I Saw Three Ships
This song appears in John Forbes’ Cantus, 2nd. ed, and is also known as “As I Sat On A Sunny Bank”. It probably dates from the 16th century.

Riu Riu Chiu
Text by Mateo Felcha the elder,
Spanish Traditional, 16th Century

The Old Year Now Away Has Fled
Words: English Traditional, From a Black Letter Collection, 1642, Ashmolean Library, Oxford; Tune, Tudor traditional “Greensleeves”

Hey Ho Nobody Home
Traditional Round, Thomas Ravenscroft, published 1609

O Come, O Come Emmanuel
“Veni Emmanuel,” 15th Century French Plain Song melody; Some sources give a Gregorian, 8th Century origin

God Rest You Merry Gentlemen
This melody appears to spring from the Cornwall countryside in England, and the lyrics appear as early as 1770 in the Roxburgh Ballads, but it is apparent from references in earlier texts that the melody (of which there are actually two, though only one is familiar in America) dates from a considerably earlier period. It is commonly considered the “most popular” Christmas Carol in England.

 

Information was gathered from a variety of sources, including:
Christmas Carols Which the Tudors Would Have Sung By Wendy J. Dunn http://www.suite101.com/article.cfm/tudor_england/20536/4
The Hymns and Carols and Christmas Music During The Middle Ages http://www.hymnsandcarolsofchristmas.com

King Gregor’s Private Ears

(Written when King Gregor lead his Bardic Champions on a merry rollercoaster of planning as he created ways to drag their service all the way until Pennsic…Six months more than they ought to serve….)

A Song for King Gregor’s Private Ears
(to the tune of Barrett’s Privateers)
by Aneleda

Oh, the year was AS 46,
How we long for Malaweardia….
A letter of marque came from the king,
To test the bardic champions’ spleen…

Ah zounds and all!
I was told we’d cruise the East in baldrics of gold
We’d sing our songs for all ears!
Now we’re exhausted bards (though in pretty good cheer)
Six months past our bardic year….

Oh Jeaneleda cried the town,
How we long for Malaweardia….
For all the brave performers who
would make for them a competitive crew.

Ah zounds and all!
I was told we’d cruise the East in baldrics of gold
We’d sing our songs for all ears!
Now we’re exhausted bards (though in pretty good cheer)
Six months past our bardic year….

The Champion list was a wearying sight
How we long for Malaweardia….
We’d twenty skalds put in their tags
And eight Arlecchinos dressed in rags….

Ah zounds and all!
I was told we’d cruise the East in baldrics of gold
We’d sing our songs for all ears!
Now we’re exhausted bards (though in pretty good cheer)
Six months past our bardic year….

On the King’s picked date we brought them in
How we long for Malaweardia….
We had 91 performers for the day
Keening like madmen all the way

Ah zounds and all!
I was told we’d cruise the East in baldrics of gold
We’d sing our songs for all ears!
Now we’re exhausted bards (though in pretty good cheer)
Six months past our bardic year….

On the 96th day we met again,
How we long for Malaweardia….
With Coronation now in sight
And a field of eight prepared to write…

Ah zounds and all!
I was told we’d cruise the East in baldrics of gold
We’d sing our songs for all ears!
Now we’re exhausted bards (though in pretty good cheer)
Six months past our bardic year….

They vied each for the cloth of gold,
How we long for Malaweardia….
There were fine Shakespearian turns of phrase
But to listen to them all took up two whole days

Ah zounds and all!
I was told we’d cruise the East in baldrics of gold
We’d sing our songs for all ears!
Now we’re exhausted bards (though in pretty good cheer)
Six months past our bardic year….

Then at length we stood four people away,
How we long for Malaweardia….
Cornamuse and pipes made and awful din
As we waited and longed for someone to win…

Ah zounds and all!
I was told we’d cruise the East in baldrics of gold
We’d sing our songs for all ears!
Now we’re exhausted bards (though in pretty good cheer)
Six months past our bardic year….

Four masterpieces were applied,
How we long for Malaweardia….
There were Roman boasts, and Saxon begs
And a tall Tudor bass who gave us jellied legs,

Ah zounds and all!
I was told we’d cruise the East in baldrics of gold
We’d sing our songs for all ears!
Now we’re exhausted bards (though in pretty good cheer)
Six months past our bardic year….

So here we’ve lain for over a year
How we long for Malaweardia….
It’s been sixteen months since that fated day
And we just got new Champions yesterday…

Ah zounds and all!
I was told we’d cruise the East in baldrics of gold
We’d sing our songs for all ears!
Now we’re exhausted bards (though in pretty good cheer)
Six months past our bardic year….

Yes we’re retired bards and in pretty good cheer…
(Now where’s my King’s posterior?)