The band got its start at the Dance Flurry Festival in Saratoga Springs. The idea for the band was to incorporate a lot of different kinds of acoustic-based music and styles. But we are increasingly receiving calls to play Irish venues and festivals and have enlarged our repertoire in that area.
Featured instruments include hammered dulcimer, violin, viola, guitars and bass. Most of our band members are multi-instrumentalists, so don’t be surprised to hear percussion, whistles, recorders, accordion, cello and harp, especially on recordings.
Our band took its name for the city where we all met plus its influence of the band Fairport Convention and the Faire where we find some of our “old song” material.
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AMERICA, O power benign, great hearts revere your name, You stretch your hand to every land, to weak and strong the same; You claim no conquest of the sea, nor conquest of the field, But conquest for the rights of man, that despots all shall yield.
Chorus: America, fair land of mine, home of the just and true, All hail to thee, land of the free, and the Red-White-and-Blue.
America, staunch, undismayed, your spirit is our might: No splendor falls on feudal walls upon your mountain's height, But shafts of Justice pierce your skies to light the way for all, A worlds great brotherhood of man, that cannot, must not fall.
America, in God we trust, we fear no tyrants horde: There's light that leads toward better deeds than conquest by the sword; Yet our cause is just, if fight we must until the world be free Of every menace, breed or caste that strikes at Liberty.
America, home of the brave, our song in praise we bring, Where Stars and Stripes the winds unfurl, 'tis there that tributes ring; Our fathers gave their lives that we should live in Freedom's light, Our lives we consecrate to thee, our guide the Might of Right.
"Twas battered and scared, and the auctioneer Thought it scarcely worth his while To waste much time on the old violin, But he held it up with a smile. "What am I bidden, good folks," he cried, "Who'll start bidding for me? A dollar, a dollar - now who"ll make it two _ Two dollars, and who"ll make it three? "Three dollars once, three dollars twice, Going for three". . . but no! From the room far back a gray-haired man Came forward and picked up the bow; Then wiping the dust from the old violin, And tightening up the strings, He played a melody,pure and sweet, As sweet as an angel sings. The music ceased and the auctioneer With a voice that was quiet and low, Said: "What am I bidden for the old violin?" And he held it up with the bow; "A thousand dollars - and who'll make it two? Two thousand - and who'll make it three? Three thousand once, three thousand twice And going - and gone," said he. The people cheered, but some of them cried, "We do not quite understand - What changed its worth?" The man replied: "The touch of the masters hand." And many a man with life out of tune, And battered and torn with sin, Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd. Much like the old violin. A "mess of pottage," a glass of wine, A game and he travels on, He's going once, and going twice - He's going - and almost gone! But the MASTER comes, and the foolish crowd, Never can quite understand, The worth of a soul, and the change that's wrought By the touch of the MASTER'S hand. ~Myra B Welch
Have a rest with us in the Garden of the Hesperides and let these nymphs caress you with their melodious music
Alessandra and Francesco
Hexperos (Italy) "The Garden of the Hesperides" Digipak CD 2007, Equilibrium Music (EQM019) release date: 28.09.07 info: www. equilibriummusic. com
Debut album by Hexperos, a new project by soprano Alessandra Santovito, founding member of Gothica. Dark Neo-Classical chamber music, which easily deserves a place alongside the best works from acts such as Arcana, Ophelia’s Dream or Dead Can Dance.
Line – up: Alessandra Santovito – voice and flute Francesco Forgione – double bass, guitar, keyboards Francesca Romana Di Nicola – harps Domenico Mancini – violin Alessandro Pensa – violin
"Thank You!" for sharing your thoughts regarding my hand crafted Renaissance Belts. I sold my entire stock in the 2007 Faire Season and the pictures represent my 2008 efforts for the Spring Season. Pictured are two adult belts (darker stain & finish) 72" long by 1.5" wide. One youth belt, 28" long by 1.5" wide (lighter tan stain & finish) The adult belts are $40.00 each at Faire, and the youth belt is $ 32.00 in our Merchants booth...
"The flower that walks", the Indian; said, And walking spreads its crown-like roots Through forest glades and upland dales. Moccasin flower or Lady's Slipper, It matters not the name Or if it be fair white or rose or tiny yellow kind Tis ever rare and wondrous there This woodland beauty Bequeathed us from another age. A Heritage to guard with care And cherish for posterity That other eyes in future years May see this Orchid walk the trails As did our native Indian braves And shy eyed maidens of the tribe.
To touch the cup with eager lips and taste, not drain it; To woo and tempt and court a bliss -- and not attain it; To fondle and caress a joy, yet hold it lightly, Lest it become necessity and cling too tightly; To watch the sun set in the west without regretting; To hail its advent in the east -- the night forgetting; To smother care in happiness and grief in laughter; To hold the present close -- not questioning hereafter; To have enough to share -- to know the joy of giving; To thrill with all the sweets of life -- is living.
--Anonymous
Dawn:
You help fill that time which each of us has between sunset and dawn with beautiful music.
