Woman of Labrador

Note: I promise I won't do this too often, but I just love this song and wanted to share... originally posted on Outside the Interzone.

I was leaving a comment on driftglass' 2000th post (pop over and wish him well), and Figgy Duff's album "After the Tempest" came to mind. The lead song is a musical adaptation of the wedding blessing from Shakespeare's The Tempest.

Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings on you.

Earth's increase, foison plenty,
Barns and garners never empty,
Vines and clustering bunches growing,
Plants with goodly burthen bowing;

Spring come to you at the farthest
In the very end of harvest!
Scarcity and want shall shun you;
Ceres' blessing so is on you.

I couldn't find this on the YouTubes, but I did find this Woman of Labrador, from their next album, Weather Out the Storm. Now there's a few things you should know about this song:

1) Pamela Morgan has one of the most beautiful voices that has ever graced mankind, possibly the most.
2) If I was to compile a list of songs that I think capture the essence of feminism, this would be in the upper part of that list.
3) The beauty, power, sadness and strength of this song combine in such a way that I simply cannot listen to it without crying (and crap, I apparently can't even write about it without crying). Consider yourself warned.

If you like celtic/folk with a contemporary sound, Figgy Duff, though not as well-known as they deserve, were some of the pioneers in this sub-genre, and I don't think anyone has done it better.


  1. Thank you, Lockwood. I'll share that toast with you.

    Here's to a long life and a merry one
    A quick death and an easy one
    A pretty girl and an honest one
    A cold beer and another one!

    And here is to Figgy Duff... And to driftglass---why isn't he at The Wulfshead having a drink with the rest of us?

  2. For that matter: where is the rest of us?

  3. Why,'s Summer. What do you expect? Everybody is out surfing or whatever it is boys and girls do during the longest and warmest season of the year.

    As for driftglass---we aim to please, sir---an invitation has been sent. So you might run into him (if he happens to drop by), or not---The Wulfshead's coterie can be very elusive that way. It comes with the territory, I suppose.