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Twisted Tales of Faerie: Little Red in the Riding Hood

by Dave Frizell

Welcome to another episode of Twisted Tales of Faerie. This takes the familiar
story of “Little Red Riding Hood” and twists it up. Not everything is as it seems,
and that, of course, is the point. These tales are not for children.

Starring:

Tanja Milojevic as Little Red
Kim Gianopoulos as Mother
Al Aseoche as Grandmother
Russell Gold as The Wolf
Gareth Bowley as Hunter
AND
Terry Cooper as The Narrator

Released under a Creative Commons Attribution-No Derivative Works 3.0.
Music by Kevin McLeod www.incomptech.com.

 
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So now you’ve heard of the Pirate Girls, as able as any boy. They fly, the fight and dace all night, until they finally go home again.

Music by S.J. Tucker. Check out her music at Skinny White Chick.

Opening by the Gypsy Chivani, music for opening “Ritual” by Kevin MacLeod.

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Wendy (Or Red-Handed Jill!) has been let down by Peter, so what else can go wrong? Promises broken, schemes schemed, and well, Pirates will be Pirates. So sit by the fire, and listen to “The Wendy Trilogy pt 2: Red-Handed Jill” by the talked S.J. Tucker (aka Skinny White Chick).

Remember, Sunday the 12th is when “The Wendy Trilogy pt 3: Green-Eyed Sue/Sue’s Jig” will be played, here at Twisted Tales of Faerie.

The trilogy comes from :S.J. Tucker’s (a.k.a Skinny White Chick) album Sirens. You can find S.J. Tucker at www.skinnywhitechick.com. She has several albums for sale, and samples of her music up on the website.

Opening by the Gypsy Chivani, music for opening “Ritual” by Kevin MacLeod.

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We all know what happened to Peter Pan and the Lost Boys,but what happens when the girls want to play, and I don’t mean by baking bread, or sewing.”Wendy on Board” is the first in “The Wendy Trilogy” by S.J. Tucker.

We’ll be putting out the next song “Red-Handed Jill” on Wed Sept 9th and the third “Green Eyed Sue/Sue’s Jig” on Sunday Sept 12th.

S.J. Tucker (a.k.a Skinny White Chick) from her album Sirens. You can find S.J. Tucker at www.skinnywhitechick.com.  She has several albums for sale, samples of her music, and oh yeah,  she and Vixy work together from time to time

Opening by the Gypsy Chivani, music for opening “Ritual” by Kevin MacLeod.

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Siren Song
By Laura Frechette

Task Master:    Bend your back and ROW!  Bend your backs and ROW!
Men:            Our backs are burned. Our arms are sore.
                    Where is the wind on this cursed sea.
Task Master:    Bend your backs and ROW!

Men:            Days gone by on a glassy sea.
                    No wind or breeze nor birds that cry.
                    No clouds to guard us from the sun.
Task Master:    Bend your backs and ROW!!
 
Men:            A wind? A WIND! RAISE THE SAILS!
Task Master:    Stow the oars and man the lines!
Men:            A time for rest from the cruel sun.
                    To dream of a land called home.
 
Task Master:    Man overboard, Man overboard!
Men:            He was in a trance. A lady’s voice was on the wind he said.
                    And though he went to rescue her…

Task Master:    …that’s how he met his end.
 
Siren:            Come to me. Come to me.
                    Men of the sea…come..
                    My song shall lead you to me.
                    Sailors all…come.

                    Broken shall their hearts be,
                    The women of the shore.
                    For they stole my love from me.
                    This price settles the score.
 

Featuring the Voice Talents of:
Alex Gilmore, Stevie K. Farnaby, and Mark Kalita as the Men and Task Masters
Laura Frechette and Gwendolyn Jensen-Woodard as the Sirens

Music Provided by Kevin MacLeod at Incompetech.com
Art Provided by Laura Frechette

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The Pixy Play
By Laura Frechette
 
There is a wooded called filled with oak sycamore and pine.
The ferns and fallen leaves cover the ground as frost covers all in the area.
 
A small stream caresses the curves of the valley.
If followed, it joins the river and on the way down to the constant rush of water
the remnants of a flood remains.
 
An older pine is ravages.
The roots are pulled fromt the earth and the split trunk and branches
rest just behind its stump.
 
At first it seems like nothing more than an old fallen tree.
But as the sun sets whispers begin to rise from shadows.
The fireflies begin to collect and hover aroung the branches and alcoves
Created by the water’s wll to make nature into a theatre.
 
“Gather round ye pixy folk,” a little man’s voice calls.
“Ye beasts and feathered friends in the trees, come and join us for a time.
There’s a riddle to be solved and a story to unwind.”
 
So birds and chipmunks, squirrels and insets make their way to the open aired theatre.
Even the guardian pixies come forth into view and take rest as the moon begins to rise.
From behind the raised bark of the tree stump little lights begin to appear
And to applause or boos they play their parts and tell their night time tales.
 
But for us the light is dizzying,  and the night is our time for rest.
And before you know what has happened, you are drifting into a dream
With the sound of distant voices in your head.
When you awake the sun is ready to rise above the horizon.
You gather yourself and embrace the cold morning for your trek back to your man made world.
But as yoiur depart, just for an instantm you hear a little man say,
“We are here every night. Not to worry. You will get to see our play.”