“Banter of Wolves” by Ophelia Moon, featuring Maya Mikity, is a magical blend of pop, electronica, and folk music. The song begins with ethereal atmospheric layers that gradually give way to a beat-driven, rhythmic chorus. The production is grounded by a sense of emotional depth, which keeps it both contemplative and captivating.
Maya Mikity’s voice exudes confidence and warmth. With a melodic clarity that leads the listener through the aural narrative, her tone accentuates the track’s soulfulness, which can be at times ethereal and at other times firmly grounded. The rawness of acoustic folk textures blends seamlessly with dance-pop beats and slick production.
The arrangement is anchored by rhythmic pulses that give it a danceable energy without compromising its emotional resonance. One Italian outlet has observed that the combination of “folk e elettronica” produces a “viaggio mistico”—a mystical journey—that aptly captures the spirit of “Banter of Wolves.”
Ophelia Moon, also known as Darren O. Moon, is a singer-songwriter from Philadelphia whose songs tackle big subjects like passion, rebirth, joy, and suffering. He frequently collaborates with Maya Mikity and has put out emotionally stirring songs like “Magic and Daffodils” and, more recently, “Banter of Wolves.” His songs combine rich soundscapes with personal lyrics to produce an ethereal yet realistically human soundscape.
Darren O. Moon founded the singer-songwriter project Ophelia Moon, which is centered in the greater Philadelphia area, as a means of delving into the more profound themes of life, such as joy, passion, suffering, and rebirth. Moon wrote the song “Banter of Wolves,” and Maya Mikity, who co-wrote the song, did a stunning job with the vocals and instrumentation. When combined, they create a rich auditory and emotional experience that combines atmospheric soundscapes with lyrical depth.
Ophelia Moon – Banter of Wolves (Lyrics)
Forlorn the windy summer
Fall and sandy tides
Bring the graves of winter
So I may be reborn
Stand before the wolf
Fire burning low
Dove and panther's prowl
Inhale ancient strength
Walker in the woods
Sit upon my stump
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Walker in the woods
Sit upon my stump
When I whisper in your ear
This tale of dread and woe
Do not give pity
And do not slump
Be a walker in the woods
When you search for Moses
Bearded wise old man
Peer into this water
Affliction soul of men
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Forlorn the windy summer
Fall and sandy tides
Bring graves of the winter
TilI may be reborn
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Banter of wolves
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
