| Released 1994 on TESS Records | |
| Re-released 2001 on Metropolis Records | |
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Vinnie Apicella I highly recommend "Elyria" by Faith and the Muse for its loveliness and originality. Faith and the Muse produce beautifully reminiscent ballads, transporting us into heavenly darkness existing in another time. This release begins with the title track, "Elyria", a deeply haunting piece, with mesmerizing vocals and rhythm. "Vervain" contains whispered lyrics and a soft gypsy musical quality, Scottish overtones blanket "The Unquiet Grave". "The Trauma Coil" changes the pace and feel of this CD by exploding with outbursts of anguish. The song "Heal" is my favorite track, the graceful vocals and guitar are soothing and nostalgic. "Epilogue: Twilight" is engaging and beautiful, as are the other interludes on this recording, the music provides mysterious energy... - In Rememberance/1994 |
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Elyria |
Album CreditsAll
instruments and voices performed by William Faith and Monica Richards
Produced by Faith and the Muse Recorded and mixed March - April 1994 by Mark Casselman and Faith and the Muse At New American Sound, Santa Barbara, CA Mastered
by Tom Baker at Future Disc Systems, Hollywood, CA Original lyrics by Monica Richards, except "The Trauma Coil", written by William Faith. |
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How
carelessly the bound daylight caresses Oblivious to
wandering eyes extinguished Eve
of brilliance Till the morning proves indifference
How
dutifully the dull sunlight chastises Adopted wings
that dare arise with promise And I'm helpless to see Unbecoming of me Blindly mythicizing Etiolation
emphasized by merrythoughts Once broken by moonlight
And I can't bear to see Unbecoming of me Love is not dead
All Lovers Lost I
am my only thief and jailer keep Bedeviled and priest
beseech And
to those I gave life Confessions of a gift worth end
And all lovers lost Find them in the heart of darkness In
the minds where my dear alvina weeps Once lifted their
voice in praise
Vervain A
thousand dreamers crept as one Journey'd by the colder
sun Onward
sacrarium, time sojourns Palanquin leads this path adorned
Past
echoed ruins overgrown Small voices drift in ancient
tongue In
soft embrace I now arise And search for peace in hungering
eyes
The Unquiet Grave (traditional ballad circa 1400) The
wind doth howl today m'love And a winter's worth of
rain One true love is eternity for two Three four nevermore Will I see my love true The
twelve-month and a day foregone The dead began to speak
"You
crave one kiss of my cold lips But I am one year gone
There
down in yonder garden grove Love, where we once did
walk
Iago's Demise Ophelia
Cordelia Desdemona And Kate
I
sing for your lovers Your heavenly fathers to be
Alma
Badoura Dorothea And Jade I
sing for the daughters The heavenly mothers to be
So
carry me (there's no one to) Comfort me (there's no
one to) Ophelia
(I dream of the daughters to be) Cordelia (the ritual
fatherings) I
sing for the passive The heavenly loyals to be
While
I'm asleep I can open my eyes What my lucid heart speaks
Conscious caution denies Ophelia
(I dream of the fathers to be) Cordelia (the heavenly
loyals like me)
*When To Her Lute Corinna Sings (written by Thomas campion; 1600) When
to her lute Corinna sings Her voice revives the leaden
strings
Caesura In
kairos hour I bequeath Confusion of my sole belief
The Trauma Coil Another
night down on the Catherine wheel Drawn into a corner
I
court a sure, sudden death But give no quarter
Searing
is the morning, a tenement of lights Lost inside the
attic Wander
with the shadows of shelter and smiles Bleeding in a
stairwell Three
liquid words collapse Blind and chasing sirens
Allow
your sympathies the length of a table I recognize no
brother As
my knowledge, does the knowing Split my being from past
days Together we stand We stand so still Indifference,
hollow laughter Bathes the walls of this lost home
I am not well No, not well at all
Mercyground Air-built
madness: unfamiliar charm Hides in the softest eyes
With fingers lighter than the breath Of lifeless minds awaiting death On this Mercyground What
may transpire in this stagnant posture Tradition multiplies
Prone
and weary from descent Our eyes reflect empyrean
On this Mercyground Empty
smiles drag us down Until we softly kiss the ground
And all movement is lost
Heal Salute
the essence Perfection's humor Conversed
so often: mute We
can't conceive A child's peace Belief our
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Beginning
with "Elyria," their 1994 debut, the story begins to unfold...
a saga that harkens back to the roots of music as we know it today.
To do that, we must look back several thousands of years and the
very first chants which echoed through the valleys... and what
would eventually bring forth the likes of Chamber music, Medieval,
Gothic, Folk and ultimately what many a modern day performer will
point to as reference, the Renaissance, the Classical period,
and on up to modern day influences based on the realm of Electronic,
Industrialized styles. Faith and the Muse explore seemingly everything
written and performed throughout the ages. "Elyria," the lead
song on their monumental debut, features the gracious windswept
chanting, nearly Celtic but wholly organic, a new age feel overtakes
the listener before the sensuous strains and "Sparks" fly on their
original club hit, which for all its Gothic grace and hollowed
beats yields an unyielding romantic tendency... And nearly throughout
the entire recording, there moves this spirituality, sometimes
flighty, others transient, but always an effect... here's where
it all began for Faith and the Muse...