Level: 1
Influence: 12
Hometown: Richland, Washington
Born of silence. Forged in motion.
Na Gaoithan sweeps the field like a Highland gale—graceful, relentless, and unpredictable. This corps is not marched… it’s summoned. Every performance surges with the pulse of storm and spirit, blending haunting stillness with explosive sound. Rooted in the ancient soul of the land, Na Gaoithan doesn’t follow paths—they carve them, leaving only echoes in their wake.
You don’t see the wind coming. You just feel the impact.
Show Title
Whispers Become Thunder
Repertoire
🌬️ Movement II – “Chant of the Current”
Mood: Rising. Rhythmic. Ritualistic. Like a wind learning to speak.
Music Ideas:
“Lux Aeterna” – György Ligeti (Fragments) or custom tribal chant-style pieces
Body percussion, layered rhythm builds
Instruments come in like voices joining a cause—clarinets, French horns, tenors
Visuals: Circles. Spiral formations. Breath into motion. The corps becomes the wind learning its name.
The whisper finds rhythm. And rhythm remembers how to move.
⚡ Movement III – “The Gale Speaks”
Mood: Aggressive. Unrelenting. Rhythmic thunder. You’re no longer a breeze—you’re a force.
Music Ideas:
“Dies Irae” – Verdi (reorchestrated with modern electronics/brass hits)
“Baba Yaga” – Mussorgsky
Slammed percussion, rapid formations, controlled chaos
Visuals: Violent shifts. Flags snapping. Marchers driving across the field like they own the terrain.
The wind has no mercy. And it doesn’t ask for forgiveness.
🌩️ Movement IV – “Thunder Made Flesh”
Mood: Triumphant. Explosive. Emotional payoff. You are the storm now—divine, wild, unforgettable.
Music Ideas:
“O Fortuna” – Orff (but modernized with vocals & body hits)
Original closer: mix electronic sub-bass with full corps sound
Soaring brass chorale that screams survival and dominance
Visuals: A final wall of power. Full spread. The winds become light, color, heat. You’re no longer just wind…
you’re what comes after.
The world remembers what tried to stand against you.