๐Ÿ’ฟ๏ธ Record Falcon ๐ŸŒŽ Country United States of America (USA) (US)  โš”๏ธ Band FalconFormat Album • Published Mon 24 May 2004

Tracklist

  1. Downer 04:25

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  2. Castle Peak 07:02

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  3. On The Slab (feat. Bobby Liebling from Pentagram, dedicated to Phil Lynott from Thin Lizzy) 05:07

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  4. The Crying Of Lot 246 03:46

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  5. Throwback 04:35

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  6. Redman (Band cover) 04:47

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  7. High Speed Love (Cirith Ungol cover) 03:33

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  8. Route 666 (Cirith Ungol cover) 03:34

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  9. Shelobโ€™s Lairย (Cirith Ungol cover) 04:53

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  10. Half Past Humanย (Cirith Ungol cover) 06:47

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Editions

Liquid Flame Records

ID: 705
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Title: CD: (Liquid Flame Records; LF002b?) [2nd press]

Release label: Liquid Flame Records

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Doomed Planet Records

ID: 497
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Title: LP (Doomed Planet Records)

Release label: Doomed Planet Records

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Miskatonic Foundation

ID: 40832
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Title: Miskatonic Foundation Falcon release

Release label: Miskatonic Foundation

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Mon 24 May 2004 Liquid Flames Records

ID: 498
Permalink: https://cirithungol.org/edition/cd-liquid-flames-records-lf002/
Title: CD: (Liquid Flames Records; LF002)

Release label: Liquid Flames Records
Release number: LF002
Release date: Mon 24 May 2004

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This album is dedicated to our fallen comradeย Jerry Fogle. Rest in Peace, Brother!

Debut album by Falcon.

Falcon’s debut album, and the first album Greg Lindstrom plays on since Frost and Fire (1981). That is, the first in 24 years! Here are some new songs and some re-recordings of unreleased Cirith Ungol songs that Greg wrote for Ungol in the 70’s.

The original tracklist was a bit different

Scheduling is underway for our album recording session. Tentative dates so far are November 22-26. Me and Greg will be flying out to Pennsylvania to rehearse with Darin a few days prior. Then we’ll be driving out to Maryland to record with Chris Kozlowski at the helm. Looks like we’re gonna record 10 songs. -Perry

This is what the track list looks like so far:
1. Shelob’s Lair (Lindstrom)
2. Throwback (Grayson)
3. Downer (Grayson)
4. The Crying of Lot 246 (Grayson)
5. High Speed Love (Lindstrom)
6. Route 666 (Lindstrom)
7. Castle Peak (Grayson)
8. On the Slab (Grayson)
9. Half Past Human (Lindstrom)
10. Bonus: Bang’s “Redman” (Gilcken/Ferrara/D’Iorio)

Perry 18 Sep 2003

 


Robert Gould cover artwork

โ€œAt first we wanted to keep with the Cirith Ungol tradition of using art depicting Michael Moorcockโ€™s albino elf anti-hero, Elric. We approached artist Robert Gould to see if we could license the cover of The Elric Saga Part I. It suited Falcon, as it depicted Elric with a bird of prey on his shoulder. At first Gould seemed interested, but eventually he just gave us the cold shoulder.โ€


Pale Divine relation

related bands pale divine Falcon | Cirith Ungol Online“Me [Perry Grayson] and Greg L. flew out to Pennsylvania on November 19, 2003, for two days of wall-to-wall jamming at Pale Divine’s rehearsal space (the Glen Mills, PA community center basement). Then we drove down to Maryland and hit the Polar Bear Lair studio for 5 more days. We banged out the basic tracks within two full days, followed by 3 more days of overdubs and mixing – a couple of guitar solos, vocals, percussion, etc. The result was a spontaneous, raw sounding album. We truly bashed it out as quick as humanly possible! A breath of fresh air compared to the recording sessions of Destiny’s End – Breathe Deep the Dark.

Chris Kozlowski did an incredible job engineering and Darin did a killer job behind the kit, despite the fact that we haven’t had more than like 6 rehearsals with him! An especially huge thanks goes out to Greg Diener (guitarist/vocalist of Pale Divine) for loaning me his old Sunn Sceptre head for rehearsals. We returned to the Polar Bear Lair from February 18th to 21st to do a couple of last overdubs and to mix.”


Nitzinger – Nitzinger (1972)

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Nitzinger – Nitzinger (1972)

  1. L.A. Texas Boy 2:20
  2. Ticklelick 2:41
  3. No Sun 3:46
  4. Louisiana Cock Fight 3:33
  5. Boogie Queen 4:46
  6. Witness To The Truth 3:24
  7. The Nature Of Your Taste 2:24
  8. My Last Goodbye 4:32
  9. Enigma 4:22
  10. Hero Of The War 3:35
  11. King’s X (Bonus Track) 2:52
  12. Pretty Boy Shuffle (bonus track) 2:40

Nitzinger

It wound up better that way, as I discovered the perfect cover in a pen and ink piece by renowned fantasy artist Virgil Finlay. Finlay’s illustration is of a skeletal warrior on a beach surrounded by seagulls. Being that I worked in graphic design/advertising, I chopped the skull out of the larger artwork, leaving the winged helmet in as well. The result was not only an album cover, but the perfect colophon/logo for Falcon. I quickly got in touch with Finlay’s daughter through an old weird fiction friend, editor Joe Wrzos, to secure rights. From that point on the helmeted skull graced nearly every Falcon gig flyer. The final cover is a combination of Finlay’s finest and a backdrop of black leather amp leather or Tolex and the logo in silver embossed foil stamping as on the self-titled Nitzinger LP (1972).

Perry Grayson

 

Trivia: Nitzinger was member with Carl Palmer (ELP), joined Alice Cooper andย Dave Evans was first vocal on AC/DC, and guest vocal on Nitzinger. The album title One Foot in Hell (1986) reminding of One Foot In History (1973).


The Skeleton in Armor

Virgil Finlay The Skeleton in Armor Falcon | Cirith Ungol Online

Virgil Finlay – The Skeleton in Armor

Speak, speak, thou fearful guest,
Who, with thy hollow chest
All in rude armor dressed!
Comest to daunt me!
โ€• Longfellow: The Skeleton in Armor.
Virgil Finlay ’38

✍🏼 Poet written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow in 1832 (27 Feb 1807 – 24 Mar 1882)
🎨 Illustrator by Virgil Finlay in 1938 (Thu 23 Jul 1914 – Mon 18 Jan 1971)

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“Speak! speak! thou fearful guest!
Who, with thy hollow breast
Still in rude armor drest,
Comest to daunt me!
Wrapt not in Eastern balms,
But with thy fleshless palms
Stretched, as if asking alms,
Why dost thou haunt me?”

Then, from those cavernous eyes
Pale flashes seemed to rise,
As when the Northern skies
Gleam in December;
And, like the water’s flow
Under December’s snow,
Came a dull voice of woe
From the heart’s chamber.

“I was a Viking old!
My deeds, though manifold,
No Skald in song has told,
No Saga taught thee!
Take heed, that in thy verse
Thou dost the tale rehearse,
Else dread a dead man’s curse;
For this I sought thee.

“Far in the Northern Land,
By the wild Baltic’s strand,
I, with my childish hand,
Tamed the gerfalcon;
And, with my skates fast-bound,
Skimmed the half-frozen Sound,
That the poor whimpering hound
Trembled to walk on.

“Oft to his frozen lair
Tracked I the grisly bear,
While from my path the hare
Fled like a shadow;
Oft through the forest dark
Followed the were-wolf’s bark,
Until the soaring lark
Sang from the meadow.

“But when I older grew,
Joining a corsair’s crew,
O’er the dark sea I flew
With the marauders.
Wild was the life we led;
Many the souls that sped,
Many the hearts that bled,
By our stern orders.

“Many a wassail-bout
Wore the long Winter out;
Often our midnight shout
Set the cocks crowing,
As we the Berserk’s tale
Measured in cups of ale,
Draining the oaken pail,
Filled to o’erflowing.

“Once as I told in glee
Tales of the stormy sea,
Soft eyes did gaze on me,
Burning yet tender;
And as the white stars shine
On the dark Norway pine,
On that dark heart of mine
Fell their soft splendor.

“I wooed the blue-eyed maid,
Yielding, yet half afraid,
And in the forest’s shade
Our vows were plighted.
Under its loosened vest
Fluttered her little breast,
Like birds within their nest
By the hawk frighted.

“Bright in her father’s hall
Shields gleamed upon the wall,
Loud sang the minstrels all,
Chanting his glory;
When of old Hildebrand
I asked his daughter’s hand,
Mute did the minstrels stand
To hear my story.

“While the brown ale he quaffed,
Loud then the champion laughed,
And as the wind-gusts waft
The sea-foam brightly,
So the loud laugh of scorn,
Out of those lips unshorn,
From the deep drinking-horn
Blew the foam lightly.

“She was a Prince’s child,
I but a Viking wild,
And though she blushed and smiled,
I was discarded!
Should not the dove so white
Follow the sea-mew’s flight,
Why did they leave that night
Her nest unguarded?

“Scarce had I put to sea,
Bearing the maid with me,
Fairest of all was she
Among the Norsemen!
When on the white sea-strand,
Waving his armed hand,
Saw we old Hildebrand,
With twenty horsemen.

“Then launched they to the blast,
Bent like a reed each mast,
Yet we were gaining fast,
When the wind failed us;
And with a sudden flaw
Came round the gusty Skaw,
So that our foe we saw
Laugh as he hailed us.

“And as to catch the gale
Round veered the flapping sail,
‘Death!’ was the helmsman’s hail,
‘Death without quarter!’
Mid-ships with iron keel
Struck we her ribs of steel;
Down her black hulk did reel
Through the black water!

“As with his wings aslant,
Sails the fierce cormorant,
Seeking some rocky haunt,
With his prey laden, โ€”
So toward the open main,
Beating to sea again,
Through the wild hurricane,
Bore I the maiden.

“Three weeks we westward bore,
And when the storm was o’er,
Cloud-like we saw the shore
Stretching to leeward;
There for my lady’s bower
Built I the lofty tower,
Which, to this very hour,
Stands looking seaward.

“There lived we many years;
Time dried the maiden’s tears;
She had forgot her fears,
She was a mother;
Death closed her mild blue eyes,
Under that tower she lies;
Ne’er shall the sun arise
On such another!

“Still grew my bosom then,
Still as a stagnant fen!
Hateful to me were men,
The sunlight hateful!
In the vast forest here,
Clad in my warlike gear,
Fell I upon my spear,
Oh, death was grateful!

“Thus, seamed with many scars,
Bursting these prison bars,
Up to its native stars
My soul ascended!
There from the flowing bowl
Deep drinks the warrior’s soul,
Skoal! to the Northland! skoal!”
Thus the tale ended.

The Skeleton in Armor


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