Castle Walls

by Fae Wiedenhoeft

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1.
04:34
The Wild - by Fae Wiedenhoeft Wake and hear the wind blowing strong Trees are dancing and leaves flying round The rain’s tapping toes on the ground It’s the time of the wild Run to the sea and taste the salt air Stones are turning; your hair’s flying everywhere The eagle soars without care It’s the time of the wild Drum your feet throw your hands to the sky Shout your song this is no lullaby You have one life don’t let it die In the time of the wild Chorus Brave, Brave, Brave child Put your ear to the earth and hear the song singing wild Run Run You’re free Laugh and smile at the world; join its sweet harmony Drum and dance in the dream It’s the time of the wild Beidh biseach ort go luath La brea ata ann Ta an t-adhar gorm La brea ata ann Wake and hear the wind blowing strong Trees are dancing and leaves flying round The rain’s tapping toes on the ground It’s the time of the wild Run to the sea and taste the salt air Stones are turning; your hair’s flying everywhere The eagle soars without care It’s the time of the wild
2.
West coast Morning by Fae Wiedenhoeft the island sleeps with half moon smiles as i walk through the turn stiles of life another day begins the drops dance in the streets as we walk hand in hand unleashing poetry smoke rings to the sea just another west coast morning has begin just another west coast morning has begin fun without the sun the trees sway like we danced in the warm summer rays do you remember those days? the wind whispers through the trees like the whispers you once whispered to me oh, those little day dreams just another west coast morning has begin just another west coast morning has begin fun without the sun it's down to Bastion square for tea with you and conversation too we'll watch the fog roll in the ferry scuttles by as seagulls fly their wings against the blue it's nice to have this time with you just another west coast morning has begin just another west coast morning has begin fun without the sun
3.
03:47
Wings by Fae Wiedenhoeft the castle walls are crumbling down the ground is withered the sky is blackened without sun the stars expired fire casts the likeness of giants on the rock as the hand of fog evades your heart reminds you of what you lost, so spent your whole life above in your ivory tower let your hair fall to the ground waiting for the sire you were wishing for who would shape your life into art but the hand of fog leaves you standing cold hoping for what your not, so Ch: spread your wings and fly forget those fears you keep inside live your dreams don’t end up crying spread your wings and fly forget those fears you keep inside live your dreams don’t stop trying the forest limbs are closing in the thorns grow closer the waters murky thick with steam the path grows steeper glowing eyes afar still and silent watch you stop as the hand of fog reveals the face is your remember what you've got
4.
03:33
For Karen by Fae Wiedenhoeft for Corey’s Mom on her memorial… each little bird had flown they travel on to find a new home and with winter coming on the trees once filled with song carry on with a naked melody each little leaf has turned crossing the bridges that we have learned and we fight back from the cold pray summer will regain her hold autumn lights beg for longer nights just the same each little seed lies sleeping waiting for light and springtime dreaming and this day is very gray come may the flowers play but for now, we'll watch the starlight's glow till those days each little bird had flown they travel on to find a new home and with winter coming on the trees once filled with song carry on with a naked melody
5.
03:09
Vidalia by Fae Wiedenhoeft A song about love and onions since they both make you cry Just a love so sweet That you make me weep Just a want so true That I come unglued and Knock me off my feet My dreams are tender soft And in your skin I’m lost You smell so sweet and pure That my world’s a blur My Sweet Vidalia The summer’s passing by For now it’s harvest time We dance in leaves a whirl Arms and fingers twirl And our smiles sigh To be with you again Oh my harvest friend Oh the sun may set But I won’t forget My Sweet Vidalia Now I know, that love’s no simple thing Sweetness fades and sometimes love can sting Where ever I may roam With you I will be home Oh the scenes may change But my heart remains My Sweet Vidalia
6.
Soon shall I see your bright shores in the sunlight The heather of hills and the rising of morn The rolling grey sea mist rolls east in the morning To run the wild hills of the cuillins of rhum Far away seaward the green hills are love-lit Where runs the hills water a foam to the sea Like tangle at noontime, like snow wreath in moonlight As though who art yearning will yearn it to be Far away seaward my queen land my youth land Far away seaward the cuillins of home And here in my dream time I’m hearing hill water The laughter of streams by the cuillins of rhum Soon shall I see thy bright shores in the sunlight The heather of hill and the rising of morn The rolling grey sea mist rolls east in the morning To run the wild hills of the cuillins of rhum
7.
04:45
Melody by Fae Wiedenhoeft Driving down hilly roads, watching rooftops dressed in leaves, I hear your voice sing a song that I once knew. The days of rain and hope, of painted fingers, sips of tea between the plunks of a six-string. The rain began to fall and I heard it once again, the subtle hello to an old friend. A memory that you love, a prayer, a truth, when nothing matters but that very moment. We held our wishes in the palms. We freed our hearts with light and songs and told our secrets to the moon. We’d sit and sing the day away while upstairs the children played. But we had our playtime too. Passing the dancing leaves, the forest stays in tune. Your voice transcends the miles between us. The days of seashore dreams, laughter, skipping stones, folklore fires and a penny whistle. We painted music in the stars. We planted seeds of hope and flowers and watched the thyme and friendship grow. Raindrops kissed the wind swept lane, and old songs felt new again. And our laughter danced on strings. Driving down hilly roads, watching rooftops dressed in leaves, I hear your voice sing a song that I once knew. The days of rain and hope, of painted fingers, sips of tea between the plunks of a six-string.
8.
04:34
There were three brothers in merry Scotland, In merry Scotland there were brothers three And they did cast lots which one of them should go … , And turn robber all on the salt sea. The lot it fell upon Henry Martin, The youngest of all of the three That he should turn robber all on the salt sea … , For to maintain his two brothers and he. Now they had not been sailing but a long winter's night And part of a short winter's day, When Henry Martin spied a stout lofty ship … , Come a-bibbing down on them straightway. "Hello, hello," cried Henry Martin, "What makes you sail so nigh?" "I'm a rich vessel bound for fair London Town … , If you please, we shall quickly pass by." "Oh no, oh no," cried Henry Martin, "That fate it never can be. For I have turned robber all on the salt sea … , For to maintain my two brothers and me." With broadside, and broadside, and at it they went, For fully two hours or three, Until Henry Martin gave to her the death shot … , Heavily listing to starboard went she. The rich merchant vessel was wounded full sore And straight to the bottom went she And Henry Martin sailed away on the sea, the salt sea …, For to maintain his two brothers and he. Bad news, bad news, to old England came, Bad news to fair London town, There was a rich vessel and she's cast away … , And all of her merry men drowned.
9.
04:04
The tide is in and the mountains swim Inside this twilight plight From arbutus trees sing songs of little birds Children laugh as the waves just crash As this day sighs in to night And this life is right wrapped in golden light Seagulls glide as the seashells hide To plan the games for days to come Sand castles return under foot to be born Kites fly high with the dragonflies As the wind picks up so sweet And this life is right, wrapped in golden light Chorus: And I wonder why the world can’t be at peace Why cant we all dance like wild flowers in the breeze And I wonder how we've forgotten such simple things To stand caught in awe and fly on spirit wings Sandy clothes and a freckled nose, Flip-flop toes and dreams ignite Lovers stroll, hands fold into one Waves roll home, as the sky’s a dome Pink and gold a sailors delight And this life is right wrapped in golden light
10.
04:40
A Newfoundland sailor went walking on the strand He spied a pretty, fair young maid and took her by the hand "Oh will you go to Newfoundland along with me?" he cried But the answer that she gave to him was "Oh no, not I." "If I were to marry you, on me 'twould be the blame Your friends and relations would scorn me to shame If you were born of noble blood and me of low degree Do you think that I could marry you? It's oh no, not me." Six months being over and seven coming nigh This pretty fair young maiden she began to look so shy Her corsets would not meet and her apron would not tie Made her think on all the times when she said "oh no not I". Eight months being over and nine months coming on This pretty fair young maiden she brought forth a son She wrote a letter to her love to come most speedily But the answer that he gave to her was "Oh no, not me." He said "My pretty fair maid, the best thing you can do Is take your child upon your back and a-begging you may go And It's when that you get tired you can sit you down to cry And think on all the times when you said "Oh no, not I". So come all you pretty fair maids, a warning take by me Don't ever put your trust in the green willow tree For the leaves they will wither and the root it will die Make you think on all the times when you said "oh no, not I".
11.
Black is the colour of my true love's hair. His lips are like some roses fair The sweetest smile and the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon he stands. I love my love and well he knows I love the ground whereon he goes I wish the day, it soon would come When he and I could be as one. The winter has passed and the leaves are green The time has passed that we have seen, I'll write you a letter just a few short lines And suffer death a thousand times. So fare you well, my own true love The time has passed, I wish you well. Still I hope the day will come When you and I will be as one. Black is the colour of my true love's hair. His lips are like some roses fair The sweetest smile and the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon he stands.
12.
05:03
The Woodcarver - Fae Wiedenhoeft you are strong hush, now let me continue you aren't alone the forest stands with you the elder trees hold secrets we sometimes try to fight and there are times when stars hold long we beg for morning's light and round and round our rings we grow and grow ... the woodcarver knows. in the smoke of sage and sea we see our ancestral truths like a song from an instrument sings the wisdom of its father's root for what's inside holds fast the time when it is finally freed and the spirit drums and shines a light the world can finally see and it shares its wordless tale with friend and foe ... that woodcarver knows. and there are mornings when you cannot free your head you'll shake your hair to lose the leaves and dreams you thought were dead you'll catch the eyes of someone you may think you've never known you'll smile and share a moment that may be from long ago and remember, we’re so much more than flesh and bone .. that woodcarver knows

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"..the voice... I thought I was listening to an angel..." (Yakima Folklife)
" An exceptionally strong vocalist..." (San Diego Troubadour)
".. one of the best kept secrets in the Celtic world." (Fan, Port Gamble Maritime Music Fest)

With dreamy textures, a velvet voice, and the echoes of the Celtic winds, the new release from, award winning, songwriter, Fae Wiedenhoeft, will pull at your heart, sing to you of sweet sadness, and remind you that all is not lost.

Many across the globe revere Fae Wiedenhoeft’s traditional sounding compositions and powerful contemporary pieces. She and her band SeaStar have enjoyed seven successful years of playing across the US, Canada, Ireland, Turkey, Scotland, and, most recently, Poland. The new record, Castle Walls, is composed of some of her earliest works, traditional pieces that she adores, and a few of her latest tales. Like a castle wall, the record contains some foundational songs that Fae performed very early in her career. Stone by stone, story after story, the journey continued. Mastered by Seattle legend, Chris Hanzsek and recorded by Ron Allen at Four Lumen Studio in Kirkland, Washington, Fae crossed the Atlantic 4 times during the recording process. The record and arrangements seemed to be seasoned by her travels. The echoes of castle winds mingled with the tunes from little birds in central Europe. From the majestic to the down trodden, Fae wove together the threads of her travels into a colourful tapestry of voice, guitar, and dreamy landscapes. Castle Walls is a fine example of a songwriter’s journey through mystery, history, love, and loss.

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released November 11, 2014

All songs written by Fae Wiedenhoeft except tracks 6. 8. 10. 11. Traditional. Bonus Track written by Rick Kemp.
Fae Wiedenhoeft - Vocals, guitar, mandolin, penny whistle, bodhran
Ron Allen - Vocals, guitars, bass, drums
Captain Chambers - bass
Michael Falcone - piano
Joel Gamble - Violin
Clint McCune - Djembe
Kelly Blanchard - guitar
Doug Hayman - guitar
Recorded, mixed, and produced by Ron Allen from Four Lumen Studio
Mastered by Chris Hanzsek at Hanzsek AV

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Fae Wiedenhoeft Seattle, Washington

With a velvet voice, a hearty laugh, & the traditions of the Celtic winds, Fae takes her listeners on a musical journey through history & tradition. She performs independently and with her band SeaStar throughout the US, Canada, and Europe. She is an award winning songwriter and her songs are revered throughout the globe. ... more

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