So it's always fun to find out what your roots are. But sometimes you may be in for a huge surprise. Like when you go back to the 10th century and find out you are related to one of the bonifide "Mad Monarchs"
But I must say, having a sister who anonymously cyberstalk me, it explains a lot.
The Black Count, Fulk Nerra was one bad ass dude. Cross him and you'd better leave town because he'd destroy everything you have if you got on his bad side.
After all he did burn his bride at the stake in her wedding dress no less after catching her doing the wild thang with one of the sheep herders.
He later did go off on self flagellation tangents to Jeruselum to atone for his diabolical deeds not to mention he was one hell of an architect figuring out how to build stone castles instead of rotting wooden ones. So I guess he wasn't all bad.
He was a little demanding coming to the studio haunting me until I wrote, recorded and released a song about him
My lead guitarist was making a few innocent jokes about him and was suddenly given an ugly shock while holding his guitar. But we have been recording in the same studio for 12 years and that was a first. So I guess The Count's temperament hasn't even softened in death.
Anyway I hope you enjoy my tune about his misdeeds.
Since we are cousins or whatever I feel entitled to take artistic liberties. And if he wasn't pleased I'd already have been in for a shock or two myself I am sure.
