Probably the most "me" of all the FAWM songs so far. It's a positive direction!

This is a song about realizing who's there for you, and knowing that they're there for you, with you, even when you think that you're alone.

You can always draw on the strength of people who love you.

This song is about an adventurer who has to take care of a blight of bitter cold. She's alone, but when she falters, she's given strength from those who are far away from her, allowing her to carry on, do the work, and start back home.

It was initially inspired by a moment I had recently when my best friend literally had a hand on my back during an intense (in a good way) moment. The feeling of his huge hand giving me stability has been something I've continued to feel, long after that moment passed. I've always known that hand was there, but I've not had cause to think of it so literally before.

It's also partly dedicated to my D&D group, who are currently on a freezing island hoping to save the world and not die in the process. So that setting was on my mind - the epic fields swept with snow, the places where there's nothing but trickery and desperation. And as long as one of us is there, we're all there. Characters develop interesting relationships, and one of our group has been traveling for work, and I really miss his character (and him too, of course!) My husband is our game master, and I know that I have his hand at my back too - both in and out of game.

#electronic #electropop #nerdfolk

I wanted to start it with a nod to some of the fantasy epic prog rock songs, so the little acoustic guitar riff seemed perfect. Ultimately, I wanted it to be more modern, because that's how it felt it wanted to be. It's all done in LogicX with a mix of stock loop bits and a little hand played midi.

It also ties in a little to the oracle card pulled by @wylddandelyon though I think there's another song for that still working its way out

Hand at my back

The wind blew hard o’re tree and stone I walked into the storm The sky a bruise before me The barley laying prone Rows of gold crushed in the cold Its song a bitter moan

Pushing straight through The endless drone I wrestled with my thoughts The path once laid before me Snows long had overblown My knees came down on frozen ground But I was not alone

I felt your hand at my back Like the warmth of the sun It felt just like midsummer as my strength was done You brought me fire When I was barely embers Now my whole soul remembers To what it can aspire With your hand at my back.

The crystal spires Were overgrown I brought about the scythe The glinting blade before me Against the winter throne Algific rite Welcomed the blight. I reaped what they had sown. Beneath still stars The curse was shown I advanced as I watched The silent host before me Began to move and groan Without remorse Knowing the source Like barley they were mown.

I felt your hand at my back Like the warmth of the sun It felt just like midsummer as my strength was done You brought me fire When I was barely embers Now my whole soul remembers To what it can aspire With your hand at my back.

I soon came to ‘Mid gelid bone I sang prayers old and new Rimy dead piled here before me With no way to atone Their sightless eyes Answered the skies. As green aurora shone

I felt your hand at my back Like the warmth of the sun It felt just like midsummer as my strength was done You brought me fire When I was barely embers Now my whole soul remembers To what it can aspire With your hand At my back