Songs of the Medieval Troubadour

“Our ears transport us back to the medieval world”

For me, music is not the warm blanket, the quiet cows in the meadow. Nor is it arcane sophistry, braying from the ivory tower. It is the mythic sword of flames. It is the mournful tolling bell, the impenetrable blackness of the blasted abyss. It is soaring cold peaks and the mystical Elven vale. It is lightning and sulphur, elation and sorrow, dark emerald and dungeon stone.

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