Today is #FolkloreThursday; and today, my piece on the parallel hashtag #FolkloreAgainstFascism (looking at the rise of blood-and-soil narratives such as those by Paul Kingsnorth in folklore and the resistance to this narrow attitude) goes live at Daily Grail.
Part of the article refers to my magical working with the band The Indelicates last October: based on their anti-Brexit album Juniverbrecher, it banishes the dark heart of Albion and curses the entire Brexit project. As I note in the article, “The spell is ongoing.”
Here is the full text of the banishing ritual, and a link to download the recording of both it and the final song of the event.
I stand here as a cunning-man of Albion; bound by oath and mark to walk the borderlands and protect my tribe from the dark.
By that power, I now call upon all the forces of of Albion which protect this land.
I first call Elen of the Ways, she who makes the paths clear and free.
I call all the ancestors, gods and Fair Folk, wherever they first came from, who became part of this land, our Mongrel Nation of immigrants, refugees and their descendants, and made its soul richer.
I call Brigantia, the warrior goddess of Boudicca.
I call Arthur and Merlin and Robin Hood.
I call The Wild Hunt and Black Shuck.
I call the warriors of Albion from the lost past and history known; from Wat Tyler and Jack Cade – he who first called Black Shuck to aid the poor, women and children – to the Suffragettes and those who fought at Cable Street and the Battle of Britain and the Poll Tax riots.
I call Saint George, Turkish mercenary, and I call the Dragon entwined with him.
I call William Blake and Austin Osman Spare and all the artists and poets who saw Albion most clear.
I call John Constantine, the patron saint of back alley magic, master of synchronicity.
I call all the nameless ones, the forgotten dead who ever stood between hope and fear, compassion and rejection.
I call upon you all, at this time, to see the monster released from the dark heart of Brexit hate and bind it within its chosen form of Mister Punch.
I call upon those present to see it within that form here tonight.
We know who has been doing it, and We Will Send Him Back.