Allons​-​y! Time Traveller's Tunes

by Apryl Knight

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These songs are a lively romp through time and space. From 13th century Spanish religious songs, to 18th century Irish tunes, to traditional Turkish, Ukranian, and Flemish songs, this CD will delight!

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released July 3, 2013

Recording and Mixing by Neal Tibrewala, Tibrewala Studios, and
Larry Gillis, Stone Lantern Studios
All Mastering by Larry Gillis, Stone Lantern Studios
No hedgehogs were harmed in the making of this album (just embarrassed a bit.)

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Apryl Knight Austin, Texas

Apryl Knight is an Austin-based geek who loves all things SCA, Medieval, Renaissance, and Sci-Fi. She plays music from many times and many lands on WAY too many instruments.

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Track Name: The Month Of January
It was in the month of January, all in the frost and snow,
As over hills and valleys, a wandering I did go.
It was there I spied a pretty fair maid, with a salt tear in her eye.
She held a baby in her arms, and bitterly she did cry.

Saying "Cruel was my father to bar the door on me,
And cruel was my mother, this dreadful crime to see.
Cruel was my own true love to change his heart for gold,
And cruel was that winter's night that pierced my heart with cold."

"Oh, the taller that the pine tree grows, the sweeter is the bark.
And the fairer that a young man speaks, the falser is his heart.
He will kiss you and embrace you, 'till he thinks he has you won,
Then he'll go away and leave you all for some other one."

"So come all you pretty fair young maids, a warning take by me,
And never try to build your nest on top of any tall tree.
For the roots, they will all wither, and the branches will decay,
And the blushes of a false young man, will all soon fade away."
Track Name: The Cat On The Stairs
Bill says "I originally wrote it as a hornpipe though it can be played as a slow reel, but it does have more of a swing to it as a hornpipe - but not too dotted(!) . The title "The Cat on the Stairs" (aka "Tabby's Revenge") is a reference to a cat (called Dylan) I used to live with and who used to spend a lot of time sitting on the stairs watching (and occasionally, if he was in a grumpy mood, "batting" the other two cats in the house (who were siblings) if they tried to pass and occasionally tripping up the humans who lived in the house as well!"
Track Name: The Wind And The Rain
When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man’s estate,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
‘Gainst knaves and thieves men shut the gate,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain it raineth every day.

A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
But that’s all one, our play is done,
And we’ll strive to please you every day.
Track Name: She Moved Through The Faire
I once had a sweetheart,
I loved her so well
I loved her far better
than my tongue could tell
Her parents they slight me
for my want of gear
So adieu to you darling,
since you are not here

My young love said to me,
My mother won't mind
And my father won't slight you
For your lack of kind.
And she laid her hand on me
And this she did say:
It will not be long, Love,
'til our wedding day.

She went away from me
and she moved through the faire
Where hand-slapping dealers'
loud shouts rent the air
The sunlight around her
did sparkle and play
Saying it won't be long now
'til our wedding day.

Her skirts floated 'round her
as she moved through the faire
And fondly I watched her
Move here and move there.
As she made her way homeward,
With one star awake,
As the swan in the evening
Moved over the lake.

When dew falls on meadow
and moths fill the night
When glow of the embers
on hearth throws half-light
I'll slip from the casement
and we'll run away
And it will not be long love
'til our wedding day

The people were saying,
No two e'er were wed
But one had a sorrow
That never was said.
And I smiled as she passed
With her goods and her gear,
And that was the last
That I saw of my dear

Last night she came to me,
My own love came in.
So softly she came
That her feet made no din.
As she laid her hand on me,
And this she did say:
It will not be long, love,
'til our wedding day.