Tradition permeates the music of the Moravians by their use of violin, cello and dulcimer; it also shows in the vocals and choral parts. After several changes in the line-up, which left guitarist Radek Hajda as the only remaining founding member, the Moravians were ready for new challenges.
With Folk Metal being at a peak of popularity throughout Europe, the Moravians are able to stake their claim as pioneers of this genre, as opposed to all the cheap followers of the trend. At the same time, they share the catchiness of the German so called Medieval Metal and Rock scene or their Finnish Folklore counterparts, while maintaining complete originality and difference in sound deriving from their native traditions.
Guitars, bass and drums add to or contrast with the acoustic instruments using the powerful chords of Metal. Close you eyes, listen carefully and be taken away to a world of ancient pagan times full of magic, mystery, nymphs, undines and messages of the elders.
Best viewed without Internet Explorer, in x resolution or higher. Metal Archives loading Username Password Login. Bands alphabetical country genre Labels alphabetical country Reviews R. Privacy Policy. Buy their stuff Search on eBay more Silent Stream of Godless Elegy. Silent Stream of Godless Elegy play doom metal with influences of Moravian folklore. They won the "Award of Czech music academy" twice. Read more. Added by: Skyklad Modified by: Witcher Added on: Last modified on: Peter Rissberger.
Brad Y. Peter McComb. Richard Falk. Alex S. Gabor Hernadi. Regis Wiatr. Simon Mann. Purchasable with gift card. The sixth album of Moravian folkish doomsters. A black men's t-shirt. A black lady's t-shirt. Ten, ktery ukoval Slunce Tears and sweat was all he knew The bellows sigh turning to cry He hammered his heart in metal With palms of tinders He may glow in the skies.
Kdo z nas je vic My hair of black flax My voice of bull horn Harvest your wheat before I get my crop And let evil spirits go My beard a field of corn My breath a dust of hooves Harvest your wheat before I get my crop And let evil spirits go The rain of my tears Shall drown your anger So pound in the skies more than I do And let evil spirits go. Synecku Ptakoprav Maloverna Za nevestou Tichy zpev Bezbrezi
0コメント