Hollow Oak Crown

Medieval folk with a droning hurdy-gurdy feel, free-rubato verse phrasing, and a lifted modal chorus that sways like an old chant; verse rides frame drum, low drone, and hand percussion, pre-chorus thins to voice and bowed string, chorus opens with layered male-female style unison and small harmony stacks. Add breathy intake edits, a distant reed flourish between lines, and a final chorus with handclaps and ringing bells. Mix is earthy, resonant, and old-world, with a close, present vocal over a roomy stone-hall ambience.