TBCSS: S03E05 – In My Arms

Ritorna da me

 

Soul of mine, resting in torment
I feel you in my dreams, come back to me!

 

Men react, men fight, men show off, men scream, men provide, men make justice.

But there’s a soul suffering quietly, a broken spirit that’s been mourning with composure for a long, long time, keeping despair within.

Wounded, inside and out… forsaken in her own blood and misery… Shena lies on the floor, helplessly witnessing the duel between Daltor and the love of her life, Sendor. Her body is torn by bruises, but the physical pain can’t compare to the ache she feels in her heart.

The gracious queen of Icy Forest carried her child in her womb, knowing her love wasn’t going to be accepted by her people. She gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, convinced that she, together with Sendor, would eventually find a way to make everyone welcome little Surod as their prince. Because that’s what love does. Love trusts. Love believes.

But that little baby was abruptly taken away from her. So soon. So unfairly.
She couldn’t find comfort in her soul mate, because the shock of his loss made him go crazy. He took it upon himself to find a way to bring back his son, losing touch with reason, getting angry and isolated, leaving Shena alone.

So there she was, a mother without a baby,  a woman without her companion.

The icy queen kept herself together for the sake of her realm, fighting back the tears, building a strong coat of frost over her heart, to keep its sore core from getting shattered into a million pieces.

 

[Shena]
As ages pass and fly away
the men keep battling,
but in the end nobody cares
what I went through.
I felt him growing inside of me,
felt him moving inside of me
and I wondered “how can I be so in love
with someone I don’t even see?”

So here I am laid on the floor
and they keep battling.
Sendor is both my enemy
and my kindred soul.
How I wish that he still could see
his true love when he looks at me.
In this battle against the inevitable fate
the one who really lost is me.

He passed away, hopelessly,
he passed away in front of my eyes
when his little life had just begun,
you don’t know what’d give
just to hold him once again
in my arms.

Daltor is blind and not intent,
but he keeps battling,
he’s so completely stuck inside
his vindictive mind.
And while I’m making my worn out plea
he falls down landing on his knees
and now Sendor’s really tired of this game
so he hits him and knocks him down.

He passed away, hopelessly,
he passed away in front of my eyes,
when his little life had just begun,
you don’t know what’d give
just to hold him once again
in my arms and feel the rhythm of
his gentle breath here on my chest,
while I sing to him a lullaby
and this pain I must endure.
Fate’s not ours to decide,
we can’t control our lives,
we have to learn to cope
and move on.

Anima mia che riposi in tormento,
nei sogni ti sento, ritorna da me!

He passed away, hopelessly,
he passed away in front of my eyes
when his little life had just begun
You don’t know what’d give
just to hold him once again
in my armsand feel the rhythm of his gentle breath,
while I sing a lullaby!
And this pain I must endure,
we can’t control our lives.
I just try to cope
and to move on,
for I do believe
we will meet again,
and I’ll hold him tight
in my arms.

 

Credits:
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
All Rights reserved.

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Hello, my friends!

Here’s a little fun video of our first trip to Japan!
As you can see, we had a great time in Tokyo, Daniele was a little sick but nothing a good adrenaline-filled live gig couldn’t fix! Japanese Assault fest 16 was awesome and it was all thanks to the great crew of Club Seata and Spiritual Beast, and the absolutely incredible crowd ❤

 

Until next time, Japan!
Love,

Sara

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Where the hell is Ancient Bards?

Hello everyone,

WE’RE ALIVE!

It’s been quite some time. Ancient Bards played their last show almost 1 year ago, on November 26th, and then kinda vanished. What happened?

Well, life happened.

I’m not going to tell you in detail what happened to each of us, ‘cause I’m not writing this to complain or to raise anyone’s compassion, this is just an overdue update. You know how it is: music can’t be our main focus, we have to put our actual jobs, our families, and our health first.

We’ve worked hard for 10 years, putting every dime and every drop of spare time we had in this project: Ancient Bards slowly grew more and more and right in the moment our career needed that extra push to try to take flight, we found ourselves without resources. We kinda reached the highest peak of our career – so far – in the exact moment things in our personal life started to fall apart. Some of us had a lot on their plate and needed to turn their attention to what was more urgent.

However we were aware it was just a phase and, although we didn’t know how long it would last, we kept on working on Ancient Bards in any way we could, writing stuff whenever the gift of time met the gift of inspiration.

Let me just say we are overwhelmed by all the messages we receive from people asking when the new album will be out. Your eagerness for new stuff is awesome and makes us so proud! Thank you so much!
We always answer to those messages with “the new album is in the making!” and it is the absolute truth: it’s taking time, but it’s coming and it’s going to sound great!

We’re all ok now and back on track. We want to reward your patience by giving you the best of us, an album that is worth the wait. So bear with us and we’re all going to see the light!

You’ll be hearing from Ancient Bards soon, we can’t wait!

Hugs

Sara

Sendor’s little Shop

As you guys know, Ancient Bard’s been celebrating its 10 year anniversary with the “10 Bardic Years Tour”. We’ve been around Europe, to Japan and had our last show in Italy, just right at home.

To celebrate our journey, Japanese Assault Fest has made some pretty kick ass Tees with a design that combines the artworks of our first three albums. This is a super limited edition design and we got to bring some T-shirts home, which are now available for purchase on our Online Store. There are only a couple pieces left by now, so if you want to treat yourself for Christmas hurry up!

On the store you can also find our logo patches, ready to be stitched to your jacket, while the Red Sword Tees are back in stock.

Take a tour of Sendor’s little Shop here: http://ancientbards.bigcartel.com

A few pictures from our shows:


See you all soon!

Sara

Let me tell you the truth

I always go on about how hard it is to tour as an emerging band, how we spend hours in a tiny van and sleep in dirty places with very few showers and zero bidets.
LIES! Those are lies, buhauhuahauhahaha!!! The truth is we are actually very rich. Music is bringing us so much money we can even buy a house in every country we play in! It’s so awesome to be rich.

Last time, it wasn’t our intention, but we had to buy a place in Belgium. It was quite a bargain, we didn’t splurge, but a TV show offered us more money than we had spent for the purchase just to take a tour of our house! It goes without saying that we accepted. Yes, we decided to show everyone our mansion and come clean about our true way of life, because hiding and playing poor wasn’t fun anymore. You’ll find the video here below:

So, what do you think of the house? Did you enjoy the video?
To all English speakers: I’m sorry! I’m aware my English is very bad here, but that’s the best I could do. We recorded this in just one quick take the morning after FemME, before leaving to come back to Italy. We didn’t have much time, we had to pass the Gotthard Tunnel before 9PM or it would have been closed and driving up the pass is something you don’t wanna do when the journey is already 17 hours long as it is.

As stated in the final disclaimer, that obviously wasn’t our house. We were lucky to find a very good deal on AirBnB, the house was amazing and the owner was super nice. This was definitely a step up in comparison to our average abodes.

ab-villa

Where will we end up next? I’ll keep you posted!

Take care,
Sara

Fall 2016 Tour Dates

10 Bardic Years Tour!

It was 2006 when Daniele and Martino first started forming a band to play Daniele’s songs. I joined them a year later.
Being asked to join Ancient Bards is pretty much the best thing that’s ever happened to me because all the best things I treasure in my life derive from accepting their offer.

I didn’t know what I was getting myself into at that time: I had never sung power metal before (nor any other kinds metal, to be fair), I didn’t know anything about the underground music business and I most certainly didn’t expect to be able to release an album worldwide. I had to grow as a person and as an artist. Sure, there is still a long way to go, but I enjoy my journey so much because it constantly gives me huge satisfactions, it takes me to beautiful places and gets me to meet wonderful people.

Everything I am now I owe it to music, so I’m utterly grateful to Daniele for choosing me, giving me the chance to do what I love with some AMAZINGLY TALENTED musicians that also happen to be great human beings, beautiful friends that I love and consider as Family.

If Ancient Bards, through their music, can bring even half the joy they brought to me, I’ll call myself the happiest person on earth.

This premise serves to give you a picture of how excited I am to celebrate the 10th Anniversary of the foudation of Ancient Bards this fall around Europe and in Japan!

We will perform a special show, a new set especially designed for this celebration and we can’t wait to party with you! Come and see us!

Here’s where you can find us:

Sept 23rd – Dusseldorf DE – Pitcher
Sept 24th – Roeselare BE – De Verlichte Geest
Sept 25th – Eindhoven NL – FemME Festival
Oct 21st – Heerhugowaard NL – Kompleks
Oct 22nd – Zaandam NL – De Flux
Oct 23rd – Arnhem NL – Wilemeen
Nov 5th – Tokyo JP – Japanese Assault Fest
Nov 6th – Tokyo JP – Japanese Assault Fest

I’m looking forward to meeting you all, see you on the road!

Hugs,
Sara

TBCSS: S03E04 – Across This Life

fault

I bring the thick evil
of the first night of my death

The duel wages on.

Sendor feels very confident, because he can clearly see his opponent is not thinking straight.  Daltor is acting like he’s got everything under control, he smirks and provokes Sendor, but his eyes are dimmed by the tumult of heavy thoughts. The wizard knows very well where all these concerns are coming from, so he takes the chance to psychologically torture him to further weaken him.

The king of  Westland has lived his whole life feeling guilty about the death of his father and trying his best to strengthen up to be a good sovereign and to make amends.  His world falls apart all over again when Sendor tells him what really happened, almost making fun of the feelings he’s been carrying in his heart ever since.

Daltor’s father was a great friend of Sendor’s. He was the only one who knew about his relationship with Shena and the baby they had together. The king was torn apart by his friend’s sufferings, so he tried to comfort him any way he could, but Sendor was inconsolable. One day he saw a little spark of light shining again into Sendor’s eyes and he thought he had moved on. But that wasn’t the case. Sendor has had an idea: he wanted to steal the Black Crystal Sword from the Dark Cave and he needed his friend to help him.

The kings was scared, the poor man’s plan was unreasonable, forbidden, dangerous and useless. He was witnessing his friend’s insanity escalate at a high pace and didn’t know how to make him change his mind. He tried to dissuade him kindly at first, but he wouldn’t listen to reason, as there were none of it left in him: pain and sorrow had erased his wisodm and were now ruling his will.

Seeing no other way to save Sendor’s soul and prevent a war from starting, the king threatened him to resort to harder measurements. No other words were  said between the two, but they both knew something had been broken. Two brothers, friends of a lifetime, were absolute strangers now.

Furious and distressed, the wizard couldn’t let his enemy stop him, so he put his magic at his evil service. He pronounced a long spell while performing a meticulous ritual. With every wise move he started to gain control of the king’s body, first one leg, then an arm, both hands…

When he finally had his power on the whole body, he made him shut his door, pick up a rope, step on a chiar and hang himself.

I bring the thick evil
of my dark death

 

4. ACROSS THIS LIFE

[Shadow]

Ego fero densum malum
primae noctis leti mei

[Sendor]

Look down don’t raise you head,
just stay there where you are.
What is the quickest way
to take away that sneer?
Don’t fight, don’t mess with me,
don’t tell me you despise me
cause I don’t care at all,
my heart knows no regret.

You will perish
in the attempt to
try and stop me
just like your father.

You took all the blame,
you grew up in pain,
all of this time you never knew
it wasn’t your fault,
the whole thing was staged.
How about now?
Where is your rage
that kept you alive,
throughout these lands, across this life
when I’m the one that made him go home,
pick up a rope and hang himself?

You will perish
in the attempt to
try and stop me
just like your father.

You took all the blame,
you grew up in pain,
all of this time you never knew
it wasn’t your fault,
the whole thing was staged.
How about now?
Where is your rage
that kept you alive,
throughout these lands, across this life
when I’m the one that made him go home,
pick up a rope and hang himself?

You took all the blame,
you grew up in pain,
all of this time you never knew
it wasn’t your fault,
the whole thing was staged.
How about now?
Where is your rage
that kept you alive
throughout these lands, across this life?

possessed by me he stepped on the chair and put
the rope around his neck!

[Shadow]

Ego fero densum malum
atri leti mei.

Credits:

– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
– Photo credit: ‘Volcanic’ – Pen Yr Ole Wen, Snowdonia via photopin (license)

TBCSS: S03E03 – Flaming Heart

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In the forest, the sun filters through the branches and reveals the immense beauty of a lush nature. The creatures move in harmony with the breath of the trees and a mischievous wind shakes the leaves.

Among the dense undergrowth, two figures carefully observe this spectacle, in search of a prey. A father, kind but strict, teaches his teenage son the art of hunting.

When at a short distance a bear appears, the man proudly announces to his son he has taught everything he needs to try to capture his first prey, on his own.

The boy timidly follows the directions: he lays flat on the ground and approaches the bear, quietly and without taking his eyes off it. But in his heart, fear makes its way. A big bear is a way too dangerous test for a beginner, and in his mind, the feeling of his father not having regard for his life is added to the fear of death.

The tumult in his heart prevents him from sharpening his senses to perceive sounds and movements around him. In a moment of distraction, the boy feels the sensation of something climbing up his leg so he emits a cry of terror.

The bear, alerted lunges at the victim and wounds him in the chest with a paw, knocking him into the mud. The father then gets up and tries to attract the animal to himself and, through some expert hunter’s techniques, makes him flee.

The boy, disheartened for the humiliation, in pain from the wounds and disappointed for the abandonment, can’t bear the reproaches of his father, who scolds him out of distress. Blinded by rage, the young man rails against the parent blaming him for what happened, and after accusing him of being old and useless, he runs away screaming he will never go hunt with him again.

Crying as he runs, his proud and crushed heart rejects any bond with the family he belongs to.

But as the moment of shock fades away, the boy realizes that he has poured on his father his own insecurity: the disappointment of not being able to grant him the fortitude of a still too fragile mind has made him angry.

Determined to apologize, he goes through the woods and runs toward the house. No obstacles can block his way to forgiveness, his desperate and determined race.

At the castle, however, the door of his father’s room is closed. Worried about having hurt him irreparably, he begs him to let him in but gets no answer.

Tired of waiting and eager for his embrace, the young man breaks through the door. But once inside, he faces a chilling scene: his father’s body is hanging from a beam.

The boy, shocked, takes the corpse on the floor. Hugging his father, he still holds out his apology.

In his flaming heart, desperation has the upper hand. The sense of guilt for having caused the death of his father is soon accompanied by the certainty that now he is forced to fortify his fragile mind, because now he, Daltor, is the new King of the West.

And no one must know.

No one must know the King has committed suicide because of the prince’s inadequacy.

3.  FLAMING HEART

[Man]
Be careful my son there’s a bear
there in the clearing,
I taught you what you need to know,
this time it’s your turn.
Come down now and sneak through the grass,
slowly get closer,
don’t ever lose sight of your prey,
don’t make any noise,
feel the wind blowing and breathe with the wild
in sweet harmony.
Every fighter knows that his chances are stronger
when peace lies within.

Go!

Well you made the bear run away,
you’re injured and dirty.
Why didn’t you listen to me?
Do you ever learn?
[Daltor]
But father it wasn’t my fault,
I did what you told me,
I followed your every advice,
look what they got me!
Maybe it’s time to admit that you are worthless,
you’re grey and you’re old.
I don’t wanna hunt with you ever again,
will you leave me alone?

[Storyteller]
In Daltor’s flaming heart
when judgment falls apart,
resentment runs like a river that flows out of its bed,
infectious makes him lie,
disown his blood ties,
disgrace the holy bond of family.

[Daltor]
My words resound in my head,
I’m incredibly sad and ashamed at the same time.

[Storyteller]
Running fast between the oaks,
Sliding down the slopes,
Daltor leaves the forest and heads to his father.

[Daltor]
I’m rushing to get to get back home,
I can’t wait to see him,
I want to look straight in his eyes,
and apologize.
I hope he’ll forgive my contempt,
I’m so unworthy.
Oh father please open the door!
Oh please let me in!
You can’t leave me outside just let me explain,
I’m breaking in!
Oh my god he’s hanging down from the ceiling!
Oh why! Tell me why!

 

[Storyteller]
In Daltor’s flaming heart
when judgment falls apart,
resentment runs like a river that flows out of its bed,
infectious makes him lie ,
disown his blood ties,
disgrace the holy bond of family.

In Daltor’s aching heart,
as his world falls apart,
despair grows faster than weeds on sunny summer’s day,
it feeds upon his guilt
for he has to be
the new king of the West
and be brave
and pretend
for no one has to know
it was
his fault!

Credits:
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
– Photo credit: Phoenix via photopin (license)

A big THANK YOU

It’s only been three shows with Rhapsody but they were enough to confirm once again the actual reasons why me and the other bards do what we do.
For the last 7 years our life has been an incessant balancing act between the fulfillment of our duties and the pursuit of our dreams. For what concerns me, at 19, once finished high school, I found myself having to decide what kind of career I wanted to undertake. I was really envious of all of those who had clear in their minds they wanted to be a doctor, or a lawyer, or a veterinarian… me? I only ever liked music, I would have loved to be a singer, but you know, unless you make it big, singing isn’t really profitable (in Italy being a musician isn’t even commonly considered a real job).
So I chose an academic path that intrigued me but that I wasn’t really passionate about, while, just for fun, I started my journey with Ancient Bards, having absolutely no clue of the satisfactions and places it would bring me someday.
What I’m trying to say is that in all these years not a single dime came in our pockets, the little money we get is always so much less than what we have to spend, we can’t certainly pay our bills with music. So why do we do it?

We do it for the passion.
Musicians is what we are, we can’t close our eyes and pretend we don’t feel that burning feeling inside our harts that prompts us to go out and play our music loud and proud and share energy with everyone who wants to listen. The stage is our element, it’s the place where we feel at home, together, ’cause we are a wonderful family, the bardic family ❤ .

We do it for you.
I can’t even begin to describe the feeling I get when I see our fans singing every song with their hands in the air, when at the end of a concert people wait for us to come out and take pictures with us, even bring us gifts. Every single act of love and support from you guys is worth every sacrifice we make.

So thank you, thank you for making us believe that with hard work and dedication we can keep our dream alive!

Forever grateful,
Sara