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Serenade Of The Last Wolf
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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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He runs into the night Finding a place to hide Why do they hunt him again? His heart, it beats so fast No sound, they moved on at last Timidly he wanders his way. He only came for some food Maybe even company Sometimes he feels so alone. He is the last one of his kind All his companions have died Man signed their fatal destiny His dreams tell him of ancient times Of wolves and men running side by side How delightful freedom must have been Wild woman’s mate and totem-beast Idolised he was, but suddenly all changed When the men with false dogmas came You call him the "evil beast"? But you are the real evil beast! You, who damned nature’s dear child He cries his sorrow to the moon A tear shines through the misty gloom Can’t you hear the last wolfs serenade? Alone he sits by the lake His image in the lake his only friend Can’t you hear the last wolf’s serenade?
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