By: Taneshia Heineman

Van Canto is a seldom known Rockapella band, which is rock and a capella combined to create a fantastic and unique musical genre. The band was founded in 2006 in Germany with members Inga Scharf and Philip Dennis Schunke as the lead vocalists, Stefan Schmidt and Ross Thompson as backup vocals, Ingo Sterzinger on the bass, and Dennis Stillinger on the drums. However, in 2007 Schunk left the band for unknown reasons and was replaced by Bastian Emig, and recently in 2015 they introduced a second man on bass who is simply known as “Jan.”

Now that we’ve gotten a short introduction to who they are and what they do, let’s take a look at some of their work. A common favorite performance is the song “Master of the Wind,” the word “master” being a common theme with the band.

Because of its oddly soft, mellow tones and how unlike most Van Canto songs, there are fans who find it hard to get in touch with. As per usual, a metal capella band would tend to favor more heavy, loud, angry sounding music and lyrics, which doesn’t bother fans in the slightest. Many also feel it is nice to see them do something that delves a little more into music that is soft and easy to listen to. Many of their other songs like “Master of Puppets,” “Wishmaster” (originally performed by NIghtwish), and “Primo Victoria show off the sheer talent that both Dennis and Inga possess when it comes to vocals.

Songs like these give fans a sense of release. They feel it’s a chance to let out any feelings of anger, discomfort, or even oppression by listening to something with a fast-paced beat, harsh, aggressive voices, and lyrics that make them feel powerful, but the gentler voices and slower melody of “Master of the Windreaches a different part of one’s soul. The amazing vocals of Inga give one a sense of awe while the slow piano background gives it an imperial feel, and the lack of general rock vocal performances give it a deeper meaning than a lot of their possibly more commonly listened to pieces. However, that doesn’t make the song any less enjoyable to listen to.

Inga sings of dark times, but not of permanent dark times. She speaks of hope and the possibility of happiness, even when in the worst of places: silver linings, rainbows, pots of gold, changing winds, the end of a road long traveled and long suffered. It truly is a beautiful song, and their choice to display it so delicately really gave it a deeper, more relatable meaning than if they had gone with their typical rock tunes.

 

In the silence of the darkness

When all are fast asleep

I live inside a dream

Calling to your spirit

As a sail calls the wind,

Hear the angels sing

 

Far beyond the sun

Across the western sky

Reach into the blackness

Find a silver line

In a voice I whisper

A candle in the night

We’ll carry all our dreams

In a single beam of light

 

Close your eyes,

Look into the dream

Winds of change

Will winds of fortune bring

 

Fly away to a rainbow in the sky

Gold is at the end for each of us to find

There the road begins

Where another one will end

Here the four winds know

Who will break and who will bend

All to be the master of the wind

 

Falling stars now light my way

My life was written on the wind

Clouds above, clouds below

High ascend the dreams within

 

When the wind fills the sky

The clouds will move aside

And there will be the road

To all our dreams

And for any day that stings

Two better days it brings

Nothing is as bad as it seems

 

Close your eyes,

Look into the dream

Winds of change

Will winds of fortune bring

 

Fly away to a rainbow in the sky

Gold is at the end for each of us to find

There the road begins

Where another one will end

Here the four winds know

Who will break and who will bend

All to be the master of the wind

 

Fly away to a rainbow in the sky

Gold is at the end for each of us to find

There the road begins

Where another one will end

Here the four winds know

Who will break and who will bend

All to be the master of the wind

 

Fly away to a rainbow in the sky

Gold is at the end for each of us to find

There the road begins

Where another one will end

Here the four winds know

Who will break and who will bend

All to be the master of the wind

 

Fly away to a rainbow in the sky

Gold is at the end for each of us to find

There the road begins

Where another one will end

Here the four winds know

Who will break and who will bend

All to be the master of the wind