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Thirteen

by Vixy & Tony

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Debora VanHeyningen
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Debora VanHeyningen During the pandemic, I've been filking online with my parrot, Basil, chirping along from my shoulder. Kanef. suggested that I add Strange Messenger to our repertoire. I hadn't heard it, but when I found you on Bandcamp, I loved it, (and the entire album). And every time I cover Strange Messenger, people are delighted to hear it. Favorite track: Strange Messenger.
Rhainy Carter
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Rhainy Carter Vixy & Tony, I so love this song...I was raised in Whatcom County and this song is my heart song...Thank You And Brightest Blessings Always~ RhanyC aka Shadowe Filker Favorite track: Emerald Green.
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Trialia Sang Mal's Song solo at an open mic at my first Discworld Convention in 2008 before I even knew the album existed, and it led to befriending a far greater community of fannish friends. Also Vixy, meeting you in person at Loncon 3 was lovely. :) Favorite track: Mal's Song.
Mikko Kuusirati
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Mikko Kuusirati Long time fan, here. I just love their writing and the way she uses her voice. I had some trouble picking a favorite track; "Mal's Song" won out in the end because it never fails to choke me up, but "My Love Was Like the Moon" wasn't far behind (I'm a sucker for romantic science geekery)... Favorite track: Mal's Song.
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Thirteen 04:05
Thirteen by Michelle Dockrey & Tony Fabris Well I went for a walk on the rocky cliffs with a sunshine sea and a sky of grey Saw the big black bird with the white-out wings, he called "come with me, child, and fly away" Said "count my brothers and count my sisters, we'll tell your fortune and we'll tell you true" "But the path's all covered in claws and feathers, Magpie, there's too many of you" One one one and two and three Magpie, won't you take pity on me The devil himself only counted to seven Tell me what does it mean Thirteen, thirteen, thirteen, thirteen Magpie tell me where I'm going, magpie tell me where I've been Eight's for a dance on the stroke of midnight, nine's for a sinner and ten for sin Eleven is for the gates of heaven, twelve's for the man who lets you in But thirteen's a charm and thirteen's a murder and thirteen's the feathers underneath your skin One one one and two and three Magpie, won't you take pity on me The devil himself only counted to seven Tell me what does it mean Thirteen, thirteen, thirteen, thirteen Magpie tell me all your stories, magpie tell me I can play I never believed in the signs and omens, I never knew nothing until today Fly me twelve times round the castle, take me up and never set me down Take my joy in gold and silver, jump off the cliff and never hit the ground One one one and two and three Magpie, won't you take pity on me The devil himself only counted to seven Tell me what does it mean Thirteen, thirteen, thirteen, thirteen
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Emerald Green by Michelle Dockrey & Tony Fabris I was raised in castles made of maple, fir and pine Sheltered under fortress walls built of fire and snow and time I grew up in cliffside caves playing tag with sand and Sound Walked on hidden city streets buried deep beneath the ground I'll show you heights of stone and steel, a city brave and bold That the rainfall turns to silver and the sunset turns to gold Nestled down in velvet mountains and water's satin foam Where alchemy is everyday routine And of all the jewels I've seen Emerald green is the color of my home You never know a city 'til you walk its streets at night Lay your hands on sunlit stone, or catch the scent of dawn's first light In watercolor autumn or the tapestry of spring When you listen for the little things, you can hear my city sing I'll show you heights of stone and steel, a city brave and bold That the rainfall turns to silver and the sunset turns to gold Nestled down in velvet mountains and water's satin foam Where alchemy is everyday routine And of all the jewels I've seen Emerald green is the color of my home And the roads that bind my family like a thousand ribbons tied Show me cities with their own enchantments, mystery and pride I feel their magic, hear their call, and their beauty I'll attest But the fairest is the one that knows me best I feel a whispered welcome when I come home to the land Where the bridges tread the water and the driftwood paves the sand Where the lakes are clad in diamonds like the mirrors of a queen And the skyline is a living thing of forever evergreen I'll show you heights of stone and steel, a city brave and bold That the rainfall turns to silver and the sunset turns to gold Nestled down in velvet mountains and water's satin foam Where alchemy is everyday routine And of all the jewels I've seen Emerald green is the color of my home
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My Love Was Like the Moon by Blake Hodgetts (as performed by Vixy & Tony) And my love was like the moon When my world was dark he lit the starless skies And my hopes for what I'd be While his faith still lived in me Shone reflected in his eyes And my love was like the moon And the phases of his mood would wax and wane And he had his darker side And he chose what he would hide And concealed his deepest pain He was like the speed of light Always sure when he was right And I knew he'd never change He was like the value pi Though predictions I might try Still his code was always strange And my love was like the sun And he always kept me warm when day was through Burning with his fusion's fire, Blending passion with desire, Making one soul out of two And my love was like the sun Though he's gone his blazing image fills my sight Dazzled still, and left behind I am groping as though blind And can scarce tell dark from light Like a pitch too high to hear He enhanced what he was near Everything seemed sharp and bright Like the golden section, phi, His proportions could not lie, every part of him was right And my love was like the sea I was rocked to peaceful sleep upon his waves And he brought before my eyes, As a diver brings his prize, many gifts my heart still craves And my love was like the sea And his depths held secrets I could never know Needs unfathomably deep Longings that I could not keep And I had to let him go And my love was like the moon And my love was like the moon...
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Apprentice 06:46
Apprentice by Michelle Dockrey & Tony Fabris She was all the stars in a velvet sea A gem of perfection she seemed to me Skin like silk and a rose red smile All grace when I brought her tea And her laughter cut through my girlish dream "Don't you know that we're all silk and cream And roses and velvet and gems and stars? You must be more than what you seem." One night I stole into her garden And I overheard her sigh... "You don't have to be wild to want to run Look at the roses and you'll see See them climbing ever higher toward the sun These garden walls are not for me." I had come so young to the Twilight School Quiet and shy and a bit of a fool A hopeless handmaid, so awkward and awed Until she saw an uncut jewel She taught me all the Companion's art Beauty and charm and the skills to set ourselves apart We were teacher and student, we were friend and friend And we were sisters of the heart Sharing afternoon tea in her garden She would gaze up at the sky... "You don't have to be wild to want to run Look at the ring-doves and you'll see See them stretching their clipped wings out toward the sun This pretty cage is not for me." She could see her path laid out in flowers and in stone Priestess, Lady, Head of House, and nothing left unknown She whispered to her teacup that it chilled her to the bone "When others look to you to make their choices You no longer make your own..." Now my clients say there's no lady as fine The skill and the charm and the garden are mine But I walk outside the gate at night And see the stars and planets shine They say she's done battle, they say she fell in love They say she near died in that endless sky above And all of her lessons I took to heart Even that of the rose and the dove She taught me to look beyond the garden And she never said goodbye... You don't have to be wild to want to run Look at the river and you'll see See it leap and dance away, laughing in the sun Perhaps it knows a place for me.
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Six-String Love by Michelle Dockrey & Tony Fabris Some girls like the medical type: "Doctor, I have a pain" Some sigh for a lawyer guy, those legal briefs drive them insane Some girls love a uniform, they go for the soldiers and sailors But what'll start my heart, make me fall apart Is a roomful of smart guys with Martins and Taylors You can write the words I like, you can write the tune that lingers But the way to my heart is through nimble fingers Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched But I need love with Six strings attached Take me to all the filk cons, baby, take me to the open jam Drop your D right in front of me, and I might forget just who I am You can play the horn like Satchmo, show Bing a thing or two about crooning A single violin nearly does me in But there's nothing like a Gibson in an open tuning You can write the words I like, you can write the tune that lingers But the way to my heart is through nimble fingers Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched But I need love with Six strings attached Now I'm too young for a mid-life crisis And too old for teen infatuation But I should never be left to my own devices Around a cute geek with an Ovation Let me tell you about my first rock jam Oooh, what can I say Guys with guitars on every side (spoken) I don't remember anything else that happened that day... Take me to the Cliffs of Dover, stand me at the Crossroads too Wish you were here with your black dog, dear We'll come together, me and you Give me a rhythm or lead me on, show me your Marshall stack I'm a hot little chick who loves a good hot lick Strap on your dreadnought and keep me coming back ('scuse me while I kiss this guy...) You can write the words I like, you can write the tune that lingers But the way to my heart is through nimble fingers Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched But I need love with Six strings attached Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched But I need love with Twelve strings attached Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched But I need love with Six strings attached
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Red Right Hand by Nick Cave, Mick Harvey, & Thomas Wydler © Songs of Windswept Pacific obo Mute Song, Ltd. (as performed by Vixy & Tony) Take a little walk to the edge of town and go across the tracks Where the viaduct looms like a bird of doom as it shifts and cracks Where secrets lie in the border fires and the humming wires And now you know you're never coming back Past the square, past the bridge, past the mills, past the stacks On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man In a dusty black coat with a red right hand He'll wrap you in his arms, tell you that you've been a good boy Rekindle all those dreams it took you a lifetime to destroy He'll reach deep into the hole, heal your shrinking soul But there won't be a single thing that you can do He's a god, he's a man, he's a ghost, he's a guru They're whispering his name though this disappearing land But hidden in his coat is a red right hand You don't have no money? He'll get you some You don't have no car? He'll get you one You don't have no self respect, you feel like an insect, Well don't you worry baby 'cause here he comes Through the ghettos and the barrio and the bowery and the slums A shadow is cast wherever he stands Stacks of green paper in his red right hand You'll see him in your nightmares, you'll see him in your dreams He'll appear out of nowhere but he ain't what he seems You'll see him in your head, on the TV screen Oh baby, I'm warning you to turn it off He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man, he's a guru You're one microscopic cog in his catastrophic plan Designed and directed by his red right hand
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Mal's Song 04:23
Mal's Song medley of "Firefly Main Title" by Joss Whedon, © TCF Music Pub., Inc., and "Mal's Song" by Michelle Dockrey When the stars shine bright through the engine's trail And the dust of another world drops behind When my ship is free of the open sky It's a damn good day to my way of mind There's a barren planet you never can leave There's a rocky valley where we lost a war There's a cross once hung round a soldier's neck There's a man's faith died on Serenity's floor But I stood my ground and I'll fly once more It's the last oath that I ever swore So take my love, take my land Take me where I cannot stand I don't care, I'm still free You can't take the sky from me Take me out into the black Tell 'em I ain't comin' back Burn the land and boil the sea You can't take the sky from me You can't take the sky from me When you see a man and he's standin' alone Well you might just take him for an easy mark And there's many a man has tried his hand And there's worse than wolves in the borderland dark From the savage men to the government hounds Try to take what's yours and tear you through But them that run with me's got my back It's a fool don't know that his family's his crew Don't you tell me what I cannot do Don't you think I've got to run from you Just take my love, take my land Take me where I cannot stand I don't care, I'm still free You can't take the sky from me Take me out into the black Tell 'em I ain't comin' back Burn the land and boil the sea You can't take the sky from me You can't take the sky from me When you've walked my road and you've seen what I've seen Well you won't go talkin' 'bout righteous men You'll know damn well why I want to keep to my sky Never cry 'neath nobody's heel again I've seen torment raked 'cross innocent souls Seen sane men mad and good men die I've been hounded, hated, married and tricked I've been tortured, cheated, shot and tied You won't see no tears when I say goodbye I've still got my family and my Firefly So take my love, take my land Take me where I cannot stand I don't care, I'm still free You can't take the sky from me Take me out into the black Tell 'em I ain't comin' back Burn the land and boil the sea You can't take the sky from me You can't take the sky from me
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Persephone 04:23
Persephone by Michelle Dockrey You came to summer's daughter in the twilight of the day You swept her off her feet and made to carry her away And a wordless bargain sealed us, long before our tale was told That whenever I should come to you be time of grief and cold And it was capture of a kind, but it was never what they think They all forget I had a choice, you know I could have chosen not to eat or drink But you only knew me in winter When the leaves had all finished their fall Yes you only knew me in winter So how could you know me at all? And when you send me back to springtime, there is no one who will know That a part of me remains with you beneath your frozen snow For an ageless age ago, when there was no such thing as sin When I pledged to love the darkness, I could see the light within And they were grieved and shocked, those ancients, for they could not understand How there could be such truth and joy How lay such tenderness in such a heavy hand But you only knew me in winter When the leaves had all finished their fall Yes you only knew me in winter So how could you know me at all? And I loved you as you were, but you refused to understand And I cannot be of your keep, and you will not be of my land If I could plant a winter blossom, would it make you think of me? In the silence of the summer In the dawning of the day There are worlds that you have never tried to see And once you thought to turn me truly to your queen in more than name When you saw you were succeeding, did you feel a pang of shame? For the way you rule your kingdom makes me turn aside and weep Still you rouse in me desires that make me cry out in my sleep Now even standing in the sunlight, there are shadows in my hair I feel your cool hand on my throat, oh yes No matter where I am, I feel you there But you only held me in winter When the dead leaves relinquished the fall Yes you only knew me in winter No, you never knew me at all
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Siren Song by Michelle Dockrey & Tony Fabris Oh, I'm just a singer from out on the coast Doing concerts wherever they're hirin' But good work's hard to find when your name is maligned So unkind is the life of a Siren! It's not easy to shake off your lineage I know everyone runs from their past But it's not every artist whose record store deals Involve tying execs to a mast My mother won't come to my concerts And she knows that she's wasting her breath Still she begs me return to a good honest life Of beckoning men to their death Oh I feel like a salmon who's swimming upstream And I'll tell you, the journey is tirin' So you think it's a splash? You'd be dead in a flash! Show compassion if you meet a Siren I'm thinking of firing my agent His business sense isn't quite sound He booked me to play at the Lincoln Memorial And half of the audience drowned I once worked a Holiday Cruise line But I took international heat Just for pulling some whalers a smidgeon off course And the bulk of the Soviet fleet Oh, how can I keep up a singing career If my fanboys are always expirin' I'm accused of assault, but it isn't my fault! Oy, gevalt! For the life of a Siren The girls I meet all think it's glamorous Making guys fall at your feet It's not pretty at all when the amorous fall Begins twenty floors up from the street Oh and don't even mention Odysseus To a hardworking singer like me Now how would you feel if some out-of-town jerk Tried to sneak in your concert for free? Oh my days are as filled with great woes and great ills As anything written by Byron If you think that it's grand, you can talk to the hand Understand what it's like for a Siren So I cancelled all maritime venues Things began to go passably well I played Burning Man, Farm-Aid, the Winter Olympics, Some lip-synching on SNL But now just when I think of relaxing My agent is back in the saddle I've got a world tour, and the cities for sure Include Venice, Dubai, and Seattle! Oh, they say it's not over 'til you-know-who sings So you might as well bring the whole choir in 'Cause my sisters are jacked to get in on the act And Poseidon is looking to handle my bookings Next month I'll email ya from Sidney, Australia To regale ya with tales of a Siren!
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Butterfly Soul by Janet Allyn Butterfly soul Find yourself a place in this world Butterfly soul Find yourself a face in this world Hangin' on the wind Never was something sure Hang on to yourself It's a chance to endure Don't you see Won't you listen to me Butterfly heart Your life has been a whisper 'til now You've gotta start Believing you're a person somehow You are now complete As you are, all alone Life could not repeat What you are, what I've known What I see Won't you let yourself be what you can You are whole Take your stand My little butterfly soul My little butterfly soul
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Erased 04:28
Erased by Michelle Dockrey & Tony Fabris Every sea dog has a story of the one that got away How in spite of all his efforts he just couldn't make her stay But there's a tale you'll never hear from any fisherman you've met It's the story of the lover that he's made himself forget They were only pencil sketches, all the fantasies we chased Step right up if you can see me; I'm the one that got erased Was she terrible to look on? Did you tremble to behold? Did her shadow hide a monster, or a heart all black and cold? Did she mock you, did she dare you, did she take away her hand? Or was she simply something that you couldn't understand? You can't hold a love together made of paper and of paste Kiss my hand if you can see me; I'm the one that got erased And you'll never hear the thunder down on ink-stained ocean floors And the waves have dragged you under while I watched from helpless shores Have you lost your sense of wonder? Was it never really yours? Creatures made of water to the ocean must return Creatures made of sunlight don't intend it when they burn But your eyes were never used to so much gazing out to sea And you'd rather sink in shadows than think anymore of me And I never did stop reading all the lines where they were traced And there's no more record now of all the music that we faced So the sets are all repainted, and the characters replaced Call my name if you can see me; I'm the one that got erased Sing my song if you can see me; I'm the one that got erased
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Strange Messenger by Michelle Dockrey & Tony Fabris He was exploring South America, the first to venture there In an age of change and reason, new discoveries everywhere Along the Orinoco, the great river corridor He heard tell of a people who had fled a tribal war It was said they chose seclusion over death or life as slaves But in their sheltered grotto, he found only simple graves And one brightly colored messenger, whom no one understood Spoke the language of a people who had disappeared for good So tell me, bold explorer, as you wandered through the leaves, Did you ponder unknown losses that the very Cosmos grieves? Was it halting? Was it flowing? Was it lilting and divine? Was it fearless as your native tongue, mercurial as mine? Would it pique a linguist's interest? Would it hold a poet's thrall? Did the words of one strange messenger tell you anything at all? He kept a careful chronicle, transcribing what he heard Of the tribe's entire language, there remained just forty words Complexity and structure, how it tastes and how it sings Time devoured all but scattered words for scattered things And can we archaeologists, with bits of sound like runes Ever paint a living portrait of a people in their tombs? Could we somehow come to know them? Will we ever even try? Sifting through linguistic ruins for the clues to how and why So tell me, bold explorer, as you wandered through the leaves, Did you ponder unknown losses that the very Cosmos grieves? Was it halting? Was it flowing? Was it lilting and divine? Was it fearless as your native tongue, mercurial as mine? Would it pique a linguist's interest? Would it hold a poet's thrall? Do the words of one strange messenger tell us anything at all? To those who study history, it seems a bitter curse The loss of language terrible, the lost potential worse Past and future stories multiplied a thousandfold, Vanished out of history and never to be toldWere they beautiful and gentle? Would they call us friend or foe? What wisdom did they live by? What secrets did they know? It's a symphony reduced to what a single bird can sing The forest lost their language, and they lost everything So tell me, bold explorer, as you wandered through the leaves, Did you ponder unknown losses that the very Cosmos grieves? Was it halting? Was it flowing? Was it lilting and divine? Was it fearless as your native tongue, mercurial as mine? Would it pique a linguist's interest? Would it hold a poet's thrall? Do the words of one strange messenger tell us anything at all?
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Companion 06:46
Companion by Michelle Dockrey & Tony Fabris Once upon a time, there was an ordinary girl Narrow little life in a narrow little world And in the doorway there you stood We ran away that night, and then we ran away for good You can feel the turning of the earth You can feel each and every life and what it's worth And mine will never be the same Since the day that I first heard you say my name And we've all the time in the world (Time for laughter, time for tears) All the time in the world (A voyage measured out in years) All the time in the world (Love and joy and vanity) All the time in the world (Genius and humanity) With a tool in hand and a gleeful grin You opened the door and you let me in Wherever you go, that's where I'll be Companion to the man who holds the key You are the door to all the worlds that turn I never imagined just how much I could learn Time and space and fire and steel All these things are magic, and magic is real If it's never been done, you ask why not Was it ever impossible? You just forgot You're the universe's own child at play You take my hand and you take me, you take me away And we've all the time in the world (Time for pleasure, time for pain) All the time in the world (Face the wind and face the rain) All the time in the world (Sun and storm and mystery) All the time in the world (Arguing with history) With a tool in hand and a gleeful grin You opened the door and you let me in Wherever you go, that's where I'll be Companion to the man who holds the key You're arrogant and troublesome, impetuous and vain Yet you love your fellow creatures with a joy you can't explain There's loneliness in genius, and a price to pay for power But there's me By your side Every hour We dance in the future and we walk the past The hours last a lifetime, but the years, they go so fast We laugh at the storm and stare into the sun The secret of our story is the story's never done And when the wolf is at the door I look in your eyes and I don't fear it anymore So hold my hand and step on through And let me see the universe with you And we've all the time in the world (Time for reason, time for chance) All the time in the world (Learn to play and learn to dance) All the time in the world (Trust in you and trust in me) All the time in the world (Imagination is the key) With a tool in hand and a gleeful grin You opened the door and you let me in Wherever you go, that's where I'll be Companion to the man who holds the key All the time in the world (Anything is possible) All the time in the world (Anything is possible)

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Nearly three years in the making, Thirteen features lush production and many talented guest musicians. A wide variety of musical styles, ranging from quiet folk pieces, to Bo-Diddley-inspired rockabilly, to 70's power rock, give Vixy & Tony a chance to really show off their chops.

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released April 4, 2008

All songs (c) 2008 by Michelle Dockrey and Tony Fabris, except where noted in the individual song credits.

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Vixy & Tony's lighthearted folk/rock musical style combines with science fiction and fantasy lyrics to tell engaging and beautiful stories. Michelle "Vixy" Dockrey and Tony Fabris have recently joined forces with cellist Betsy Tinney and violinist Sunnie Larsen to form a "four-person duo" with a lush, amazing sound. ... more

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