Helene Bøksle is one of Norways most famous traditional singers. She has released "Elverhøy" on Universal Music in 2006, and was nominated for the Norwegian Grammy Awards. She is now finishing her new album.
Helene Bøksle is The Voice from "Age of Conan". She appears in the new online game from Funcom. You can buy her albums buy visiting www.heleneboksle.no
The “Age of Conan – Hyborian Adventures” original soundtrack is composed by Knut Avenstroup Haugen and will soon be available from www.grappa.musiconline.no, iTunes and in music stores.
Link to the composer Knut Avenstroup Haugen: www.knutavenstrouphaugen.com
Har akkurat kjøpt din jule cd, nyyydelig er den. Er spesielt glad i siste sporet Hymne, har ikke hørt den før annet enn i korsammenheng.
Må bare si også at det beste Beat for Beat programmet på veldig, veldig lenge var det du og Kristine Guldbrandsen var med i. Dere feide rett og slett tenorene av banen og de var jammen ikke dårlige de heller.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this folk-carol on myspace... Poem 230 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (see my blog for details): CHRISTMAS SUNG SIMPLY
As gospellers have said, Beneath signalling skies, On land dusty to tread, A trough in a stable Was the strawy first-bed Of a divine baby - The forgiving Godhead.
A season for new hope - There then and here now; The yuletide of goodwill - There then and here now.
In respect of this chance, Beneath bright or dark skies, Faith's the star that we glance Attending Christ's churches And trying to enhance, With singing and ritual, Our God-loving stance.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?