I don’t blog about work, normally. So I will continue to not blog about work except to say that a project I worked on and loved just got a review in one of the top journals in its field describing it as invaluable and gutsy.
I want to be all “in your face” to yesterday about this, let me tell you.
Shane Rhyne is trying to start a Viking trend, to come after zombies fully replace vampires in the popular moment (of course, zombies and vampires are pretty much the same thing, except one you want to sleep with and one you don’t, so maybe I shouldn’t have distinguished between the two).
I, of course, am all for this. I plan on being in charge of historical accuracy in portrayals of burping and farting.
Anyway, today, he’s talking Viking music–music about Vikings.
So, of course, I have to point you to the Viking Answer Lady‘s awesome write-up (complete with music) about Viking music–music of the Vikings.
You can read the whole thing for yourself, but I can’t pass up the opportunity to share this delicious description of Viking singing style, as related by an Arabic trader to the region (yes, to Denmark. It’s weird, I know, but interesting things were going on off-stage while you were taught that all of world history was happening in Rome).
Never before I have heard uglier songs than those of the Vikings in Slesvig (in Denmark). The growling sound coming from their throats reminds me of dogs howling, only more untamed.
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