Happy Halloween y'all don't forget to pull your lover down from their white horse and then hold them tight and fear them not as The Queen of Fairies turns them into all manner of beasts
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Top 5 tam lin
YEah ok i totally didn't open this and then forget about it. These aren't ranked but they are true
Medieaval Baebes Tam Lin. I particularly like the nature sounds in the background. Creepy. Wet.
The Forgetmenauts Tam Lin. This one is a really cool modernization, and it's interesting to have it sung by a man (for these five minutes at least he is gay). Goes more into the prior relationship between the narrator and Tam Lin.
The Biscuits Tam Lin. Lo-fi punk, traditional Child 39a lyrics. Two tastes that taste great together. Wild. Crunchy.
Alistair Hulett's Tam Lin. This is how it's supposed to sound. sorry to haters who do not have ten minutes to shut up and hear a story.
Anais Mitchell's Tam Lin (Child 39). A classic. This is the version where I first worked out that Janet is a badass. Mesmerizing. Dry.
Honorable mention to best interpretation: The Imagined Village's Tam Lyn Retold. This fucking rules idk what to tell you
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the ballad of tam lin, also known as the origin of "would you love me if I was a wyrm"
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can we just, collectively, for a moment, appreciate the peak self-confidence of Tam Lin in the ballad, whose reasoning for believing he was going to be sacrificed as the every-seven-year faerie tithe to hell was “I’m just so hot. So hot. Look at me, Janet. I’m so good-looking. It’s totally gonna be me”?
and he was RIGHT?
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brb getting very emotional thinking about the metaphor of transformation in tam lin. How tam lin is saved by a lover with the strength and conviction and patience to hold him, just hold him-- no matter what form he takes. How with each version of him, no matter how repulsive or frightening, she refuses to let go. holding on through it all, until it passes and he's ready to be a person again. because he needs her and she trusts that he will not hurt her. How holding tight is what sets him free. How faith and devotion can in themselves be transformative. Man. Do you feel me.
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> wanted to draw pieces for some of my favourite FMNS songs!! im unwell!!!!!
> ID below and in alt text -
[Image Description: Three shaded, traditional pencil drawings of songs by The Forgetmenauts.
Drawing 1: In the top left of the page is an interpretation of "The Dancing Plague." It is a full body drawing of a skeleton, front facing with their head turn left at a 3/4 angle. They are wearing a large, black top hat with a bow on the side, a potato sack cut to fit as a long dress, with a thin black rope tied at the waist, and two necklaces. They are barefoot. They are holding up the dress by the skirt, showing some of their calf bones. There are short movement lines around their elbow, shoulder and skirt, indicating movement from the dance. Beside them is the title "The Dancing Plague," in bold, capital letters.
Drawing 2: In the top right of the page is an interpretation of "Tam Lin." It is of a man and woman, and cuts off at their mid-thighs, The man is front facing, and the woman is at a 3/4 angle to the right . The man is Tam Lin. He is tall, with pale skin and dark, wavy, shoulder-length hair and a short beard. His eyes are unfocused and blurry, with eyebags underneath. He is wearing a loose, collard bed shirt, rolled up to his elbow and trousers. His posture is tired and slightly slouched, arm by his side. The woman is his lover. She is a head shorter than him, with pale skin and long, dark hair half tied in a bun. She is wearing a dress with ruffled, elbow length sleeves, and a shawl over her back, blowing gently in the wind. She is looking into the camera in fear, at the unseen woman who took Tam Lin away from her. She is huddled close to him, clutching his shirt at his chest, staining it slightly with blood from her thorn-pricked hand. Behind them, above Tam Lin's head is the head of a lion, main flowing and baring it's teeth. On his shoulder is a large head of a rose. Beside them is the title "Tam Lin," in bold, capital letters.
Drawing 3: At the bottom of the page is an interpretation of "Jack." It is of Jack, walking along a narrow stone path, angled to face his back. He is wearing a long coat with the hood up, a one-shoulder bag sitting on his left hip, and boots. To his right, a person is clinging to a large tree, one hand on the branch and a foot dangling, the other out of sight behing the bark. They have pale skin with dark, tied up hair and a beard. They are wearing an elbow length button-up, a waist coat, a tipped down fedora and long skirt with boots. On their hip is a mini pouch. They are reaching a hand down for Jack to take, which he tentatively reaches up for. To the right if the path, where the tree is, the ground is covered in flowers. To the left is some plain grass leading to the river and rocks. Beyond them is the rest of the path winding into the distance, with large rock mountains and grass, a single bird flying off. In the middle of the drawing is the title "Jack," in bold, capital letters.
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So sad to hear about Benjamin Zephaniah’s passing.
Do yourselves a favour - look up a song called Tam Lin Retold, by The Imagined Village ft Benjamin Zephaniah.
It’s Tam Lin in a nightclub, about the African diaspora in the UK. It’s life-affirming. It’s beautiful.
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"Tam Lin" by Erica Leveque
At first he changed all in her arms
Into a wild wolf
She held him tight and feared him not
He was her own true love
And then he changed all in her arms
Into a wild bear
She held him tight and feared him not
He was her husband dear
And then he changed all in her arms
Into a lion bold
She held him tight and feared him not
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