Imagine visiting the Goblin Market on a Saturday night. There are stalls of fruit everywhere, witches, gnomes, and assorted fairytale creatures milling about. There is a big bonfire tended to by security trolls; goblin children throw poppets into the flames and chant spells.

In a clearing, there is a goblin band playing instruments from all over the world. Now imagine you could listen to an album of the songs they play. This is that album.

"My tears" is dedicated to an amazing bass player - Sarah Firebrand.
"Love in the linden tree" is dedicated to my lovely pal Beth J who introduced me to 'bardcore' (so it's her fault this exists really!)

There's an alternative cover image included as a bonus.

Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
“Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:
Apples and quinces,
Lemons and oranges,
Plump unpeck’d cherries,
Melons and raspberries,
Bloom-down-cheek’d peaches,
Swart-headed mulberries,
Wild free-born cranberries,
Crab-apples, dewberries,
Pine-apples, blackberries,
Apricots, strawberries;—
All ripe together
In summer weather,—
Morns that pass by,
Fair eves that fly;
Come buy, come buy:
Our grapes fresh from the vine,
Pomegranates full and fine,
Dates and sharp bullaces,
Rare pears and greengages,
Damsons and bilberries,
Taste them and try:
Currants and gooseberries,
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Figs to fill your mouth,
Citrons from the South,
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye;
Come buy, come buy.”

- Christina Rossetti