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A Tale of Fate (Folkswang Awaits)
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Pagan or Ambient Folk (viking, celtic)
The music of Hagalaz' Runedance has been described as "Ambient Folk" or "Pagan Folk", yet Andrea definitely has her individual style, creating a step into her world, where past and present, dreams and reality meet. Involving a variety of musicians from alternative, medieval and folk music scenes, she has been experimenting with ancient instruments and her voice. Some songs are magical experiences, describing visions and Seidr trances (Northern shamanism). She describes Hagalaz as the rune to unlock the doors to the hidden self. Hagalaz is representing the mysterious side of femininity. Thus, to Andrea, Hagalaz' Runedance symbolises the dance in-between the worlds. In '96 Andrea, released a single with Hagalaz' Runedance called "When The Trees Were Silenced", followed by 1998's album "The Winds That Sang Of Midgard's Fate". In the following year, Andrea released a mini CD entitled "Urd - That Which Was". Spring 2000 marked the release of the album "Volven" . More powerful, more diverse and more Pagan, using traditional Nordic and Celtic instruments, combined with ritualistic drumming and synth-arrangements, Volven invokes a primal, earthly and visual mood. Volven came to collect outstanding critics in the major alternative music magazines. 2002 marked the release of the latest album Frigga's Web. This latest piece is more or less entirely arranged with various ancient instruments and received even more outstanding critics. With much improved vocals and technical experience, broader musical doors have opened to Andrea and with it she felt that the circle had closed for Hagalaz' Runedance.
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January 13, 2005
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They met on a hill one late autumn eve oh, noble and graceful both stood with eyes so intense, their passion so fierce the wildest flame burning inside He was the son of a powerful Viking Jarl she was a child blessed by Freya in all her ways Silently they watched the endless sea and time came to say farewell "The ships are leaving tomorrow morning Far away to foreign lands The battlefields call, my fathers to follow proving that I am a man With honour in my breast I will win my battles My love to you will give me my strength to live and when I return all souls will know that you are my true wife to be" Joy in her heart, she summoned the Norns to see what their marriage will bring but the Norns only shook sadly their heads their future, oh they had seen… ‘sometimes my child, fate cannot be kind’ these words; she tumbled down screaming and weeping she called upon elves, begged Freya and Odin "No, don’t take my dear from me" But Orlog had spoken their destiny oh no use all the spell craft she tried one dawn in her dream she saw him falling the blade of a sword in his side he fell to his knees, his dying eyes searching her breathing his last breath as he cried out her name loud that dreadful morning she awoke and she knew that he had died The day came when the ship returned the body of her loved one bore she sat down beside him, a last pained look at his young body once more than she pierced her heart with her dagger of iron her dying body onto his chest fell they are now united in Åsgard high for all eternity
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