Guinny & the Grail Seekers

It seems incredulous to believe that these were entered as part of the 'VIII Annual Analogue Hobbies Painting Challenge', particularly as with have just finished the IX Challenge last month!  Still as part of my drive to catch up with the backlog of posts, I am happy to present these here as my submission to the then ‘Musician’ bonus round.

I have to confess that this round had me stumped for a while and I was initially thinking along the lines of tartan clad pipers or drummers in bearskins, but fortunately I happened upon these minstrels and my direction was made clear.  The Medieval Mayhem range by ‘Studio Miniatures’ really are a joy to paint, beautifully sculpted and requiring very little in the way of preparation.  The likenesses are clearly inspired from the celluloid exploits of the Monty Python team and it was very hard, nigh impossible, not to hum the tune to, ‘Brave Sir Robin’!

Of course every band needs a front man, or in this case a front woman; I present the Queen Guinevere.  I had a little accident with her crown and so resorted to filing it down so that it was even, but I feel that her regalness is still preserved. 

Finally, then the Forest Knights, fabulous fun and based so that collectively they look like they are standing in a shrubbery.  I’m not sure how they fit into the band, monosyllabic backing singers perhaps?  So allow me to present Guinny & the Grail Seekers, my submission for the long past Musician bonus round.

Of course every band needs their breakthrough album and so how about some track listings?  Feel free to leave your ideas in the comments below, but to get us started how about the following?

Please Release Me (Tall Tower remix)

I Ni Ni Need you Tonight

Knights in Prestatyn

… and just because I couldn’t resist, I have taken a couple of shots with the various characters reunited with some of the Knights from the previous year.

Bravely bold Sir Robin

Rode forth from Camelot.

He was not afraid to die,

Oh brave Sir Robin.

He was not at all afraid

To be killed in nasty ways.

Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin.

He was not in the least bit scared

To be mashed into a pulp.

Or to have his eyes gouged out,

And his elbows broken.

To have his kneecaps split

And his body burned away,

And his limbs all hacked and mangled

Brave Sir Robin.

His head smashed in

And his heart cut out

And his liver removed

And his bowls unplugged

And his nostrils raped

And his bottom burnt off

And his penis

"That's, that's enough music for now lads, there's dirty work afoot."

Brave Sir Robin ran away.

("No!")

Bravely ran away away.

("I didn't!")

When danger reared it's ugly head,

He bravely turned his tail and fled.

("I never!")

Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about

And gallantly he chickened out.

("You're lying!")

Swiftly taking to his feet,

He beat a very brave retreat.

Bravest of the brave, Sir Robin!