Kalevala (epic folk metal)

don´t be fooled people, these are just nature sounds of finland

I'm from Greece. We have a rich mythology, and apart from that, I was interested from a young age in various other mythologies, such as Egyptian, Nordic (viking), Hindu, Meso-American mythologies, etc. I was never into Finnish mythology. I didn't know it was a thing. I was ignorant. That's it until I read Don Rosa's "Quest for Kalevala" in mid 2000s. It was stunning and yes, I learned the basics about Kalevala from an Uncle Scrooge story. Isn't it epic? It made me searching more and more about Finnish customs and traditions. Thank you Finland for contributing to humanity's global mythology pantheon and thank you people for your time reading this comment. Cheers.

I The Birth 00:00 II An Ode to Kalevala 02:44 III The Northland Trials 06:07 IV Old Man's Lament 08:56 V The Forger of Horizons 12:22 VI Witch of the Abyss 16:34 VII Battle for the Celestial Sphere 18:31 VIII Restoring the Sun and the Moon 21:05 IX Eternal Bliss 23:04

This is the best homework music. No ads for 25 minutes straight. No words so everything is fine and dandy. And it pumps you so you keep going. Yeah for sure once in a while you'll get up and dance. But that's not important The music is amazing

This song has quickly become one of my all time favorites. It's so easy to get lost in and to imagine the story the music tells.

I love nordic music and snow, but literally i live in a place that never has none of this. Sergipe, Brazil. A dream to meet nordic countrys

I’ve been researching my Finnish roots and had been listening to various folk music and came across this. I love it. Glad the algorithm sent this my way.

Proem to the Kalevala: Mastred by desire impulsive, By a mighty inward urging, I am now ready for singing, Ready to begin the chanting, Of our Nation's ancient folk-song, Handed down from by-gone ages. In my mouth the words are melting, From my lips the tones are gliding, From my tongue they wish to hasten; When my willing teeth are parted, When my ready mouth is opened, Songs of ancient wit and wisdom Hasten from me not unwilling. Golden friend, and dearest brother, Brother dear of mine in childhood, Come and sing with me the stories, Come and chant with me the legends, Legends of the times forgotten, Since we now are here together, Come together from our roamings. Seldom do we come for singing, Seldom to the one, the other, O'er this cold and cruel country, O'er the poor soil of the Northland. Let us clasp our hands together That we thus may best remember. Join we now in merry singing, Chant we now the oldest folk-lore, That the dear ones all may hear them, That the well-inclined may hear them, Of this rising generation. These are words in childhood taught me, Songs preserved from distant ages, Legends they that once were taken From the belt of Wainamoinen, From the forge of Ilmarinen, From the sword of Kaukomieli, From the bow of Youkahainen, From the pastures of the Northland, From the meads of Kalevala. These my dear old father sang me When at work with knife and hatchet These my tender mother taught me When she twirled the flying spindle, When a child upon the matting By her feet I rolled and tumbled. Incantations were not wanting Over Sampo and o'er Louhi, Sampo growing old in singing, Louhi ceasing her enchantment. In the songs died wise Wipunen, At the games died Lemminkainen. There are many other legends, Incantations that were taught me, That I found along the wayside, Gathered in the fragrant copses, Blown me from the forest branches, Culled among the plumes of pine-trees, Scented from the vines and flowers, Whispered to me as I followed Flocks in land of honeyed meadows, And the many-colored Kimmo. Many runes the cold has told me, Many lays the rain has brought me, Other songs the winds have sung me; Many birds from many forests, Oft have sung me lays n concord Waves of sea, and ocean billows, Music from the many waters, Music from the whole creation, Oft have been my guide and master. Sentences the trees created, Rolled together into bundles, Moved them to my ancient dwelling, On the sledges to my cottage, Tied them to my garret rafters, Hung them on my dwelling-portals, Laid them in a chest of boxes, Boxes lined with shining copper. Long they lay within my dwelling Through the chilling winds of winter, In my dwelling-place for ages. Shall I bring these songs together From the cold and frost collect them? Shall I bring this nest of boxes, Keepers of these golden legends, To the table in my cabin, Underneath the painted rafters, In this house renowned and ancient? Shall I now these boxes open, Boxes filled with wondrous stories? Shall I now the end unfasten Of this ball of ancient wisdom, These ancestral lays unravel? Let me sing an old-time legend, That shall echo forth the praises Of the beer that I have tasted, Of the sparkling beer of barley. Bring to me a foaming goblet Of the barley of my fathers, Lest my singing grow too weary, Singing from the water only. Bring me too a cup of strong-beer, It will add to our enchantment, To the pleasure of the evening, Northland's long and dreary evening, For the beauty of the day-dawn, For the pleasure of the morning, The beginning of the new-day. Often I have heard them chanting, Often I have heard them singing, That the nights come to us singly, That the Moon beams on us singly, That the Sun shines on us singly; Singly also, Wainamoinen, The renowned and wise enchanter, Born from everlasting Ether Of his mother, Ether's daughter.

Truly epic. Each part had a distinct tone and story to it, which is hard not to sound repetitive over a 25 minute song. For some reason, though, the absolute most satisfying part to me was the hammer striking the anvil throughout part five. Absolutely awesome.

I didn’t know this type of music existed and now everything has changed

Living in a crowded Asian city, I almost forgot how beautiful nature is🥲

I love cold, winter, snow, night, darkness, north, woods, great mountains, neverending landscapes, nordic mithology and nordic music... Definitely, I was born in the wrong place: the south of Spain! (sorry for my english)

Mum: Let's go, we're getting late Me: Okay mum just one song.. The Song:

Man.....this is the reason why I'LL NEVER BE DISAPPOINTED by Finnish when it comes to Metal music. Metal or folk Metal doesn't matter, it ends up with me loving them.

i’m far from belonging to finland or even europe but i fell in love with the kalevala and the old mythologies from the north of europe 🤍

I live in Kalevala and I can confirm this is the sound of our nature

Epic Folk Metal: Put this in the category of "I didn't know I needed this in my life." Blown away, and I'm not normally a metal person.

I was melting candles but now i'm suddenly melting iron

God i love Finland, just the talent of music artist alone made me love Finland. Cheers from the US!!

In the US much has been lost and forgotten, luckily through YouTube I am able to listen to this and many other artists from my ancestral homelands across northwestern Europe.