Tribe.net. Local Connections sean http://hobogobbelins.tribe.net/thread/7055bc68-fca0-4d74-a1dd-228659a86c09#0ea24099-834d-46e9-82bd-3f04103d5a66 2007-01-18T01:36:22Z 2007-01-18T01:36:22Z

4th annual you are cordially invited to attend the Cheshire Rock Opera on the evening of 1-27-2007 this is an annual celebration of Lewis Carroll, his works & his effect on popular music. please attend as one of the characters from wonderland. bring tea & cakes to share & bottles marked "drink me". a song book & album will be available to interested parties. those attending may be asked for a modest donation: $5 for those in costume & character $10 for those simply in costume & $20 for those who can't be bothered to dress the part. the event goes from around 8 untill... first show was january 27 2004@ Van Kleef's in Oakland. It was quite a production inluding the queen's concert, tea party trio, suitcase puppet show of walrus & carpenter and the jabberwock monstermasks. twas a mad evening of fun. the next was a one man show for an intimate audience of close friends. it's third year running was the mad tea party with a book & c.d. to accompany. the 4th year is set to be in co-operation with the lucid dream lounge. this is the culmination of a lifetimes connection to the writings of Lewis Caroll, here was my original Idea :I'ts a glam rock opera, Spacey sci-fi, I like ziggy style, and kabuki japanese cats, bunraku, noh theatre. this is a description of a young lewis caroll, in some fanciful asian opium den, being served and having the hallucination that he watered down to create alice's adventures in wonderland. focusing on the bestiary of "Jabberwok" , the white rabbit, the tea party, and a god-like presence of the cheshire (cat). seeking performers, puppet craft, and hosts for this would bee epic of psychedelic performance art. follow thee white rabbit... the set so far red queen (an original) white rabbit(+new verses) the walrus & the carpenter (to music) I am the walrus (mutant version) the humpty dump (mix of humpty dance with parts of eggman & the original poem) jabberwocky(grunge version) to all tomorrows parties the inverse set also features some surprizes from the collective of songwriters (the likes of the hobo gobbelins, sourmash hug band & accordion plague) ttp://Cheshire-rockopera.tribe.net AT THE START OF THE SHOW: white rabbit makes an appearance & then takes us "through the rabbit hole". when we hit the bottom a red queen appears: I'm bored to tears with the likes of you! I declare that there shall be a concert to amuse me & my royal court." at this point a page begins calling forth the appointed acts, ***still looking for quick cabaret style performances (2-3 songs) which can work with a wonderland style when it comes time for the hatter to sing, he does so off key & tempo, so badly that the queen shouts: "stop him! he's murdering time!!!" and a guard roughly ejects the hatter from the "stage". perhaps a bit of mumbling as the court complains of the hatter's ruination of the concert. focus shifts to the tea party set. mad hatter: Oh bugger! they've broken my watch! march hare: let me see that watch hatter. (smears it with a thick layer of butter) that should do the trick. hatter: (shakes watch & listens) nope, it's still broken now, we'll be stuck in tea time forever. dormouse: play us a song hatter, to help us pass the time hatter plays white rabbit.... One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall / F# - / G - / F# - / G - / A CD A - / And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar Has given you the call Call Alice when she was just small When the men on the chessboard Get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low Go ask Alice, I think she'll know / E - / A - / E - / A - / F# - - - / When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's off with her head Remember what the dormouse said Feed your head, feed your head / F# - / G - / F# - / G - / A CD A - / E A E A / at the conclusion of the song the dormouse says "feed your head" hare: what'd he say? hatter: I don't know, I can't remember. mouse: feed your head! hatter: well then, what ever are we to feed it? hare: I've got an idea, let's feed it treacol alice: where ever shall we find treacol? hatter: why, at the bottom of a well, of course another cup of tea? alice: but if we were to fall down the well, however should we get back out again? hare: we shan't be able to get out, we'd be stuck down there for the rest of time with nothing but treacol to eat, pass the crumpets alice: but if the moon could only see down in the well, I'm certain she... mouse:...would be so sad that she would cry an clouds blot out the starry sky alice: fill the well up with the rain so we could get back out again! hatter:..and float down to a salty sea... hare: where maybe we could look & see hatter: a bite of something good to eat hare: a tasty dish! hatter & hare together: A FISHY TREAT!! at this point a mock turtle comes in with a taureen of hot green soup, followed by a gryphon. hatter: I say there, mock turtle what's that you've got? mock: it is a most beautiful soup! try some (ladles some into tiny cups passing some to the party) hatter:delicious! as the band strikes up the beautiful soup song the soup service continues. Beautiful Soup c g Beautiful Soup, so rich and green, c Waiting in a hot tureen! f c Who for such dainties would not stoop? c g Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! c g Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! f c g c Beau--ootiful Soo-oop! Beau--ootiful Soo-oop! c f Soo--oop of the e--e--evening, c g Beautiful, beautiful Soup! f c Beautiful Soup! Who cares for fish, g c Game, or any other dish? c g Who would not give all else for two g c Pennyworth only of Beautiful Soup? g c Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup? f c g c Beau--ootiful Soo-oop! Beau--ootiful Soo-oop! c f Soo--oop of the e--e--evening, c g c Beautiful, beauti--FUL SOUP! at the end of the song, hatter asks: I say, mock turtle, did you bring any lobsters with you? mock: no, (sadly) but they sent this message (hands card to hatter) hatter: (reading from card) "dear sir we thank you kindly for your invitation to the cheshire rock opera, however we are already engaged to attend the lobster quadrille. best wishes, the lobsters" ... ah, the lobster quadrille, what a lovely song and dance!" mock: (disagreeably) I always thought it was very sad hatter: no, I assure you it is a delightful little tune, listen to the way we play it. (during the tune mock turtle moves to the dance floor & a group of alices dance around and with her. The Lobster Quadrille interlude=g//f//a//d//x4 g f a d "Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail. g f a d "There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail. g f a d See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance! g f a d They are waiting on the shingle - will you come and join the dance? d f d g d f g f Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? d f d g d f d Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance? g f a d "You can really have no notion how delightful it will be g f a d When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to sea!" g f a d But the snail replied "Too far, too far!" and gave a look askance - g f a d Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance. d f d g d f d g Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance. d f d g d f d Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance. d f d f d f d f "What matters it how far we go?" his scaly friend replied. d f d f d f d g "There is another shore, you know, upon the other side. d f d f d f d f The further off from England the nearer is to France - d f d f d f d Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance. d f d g d f d f Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? d f d g d f d Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?" at the end of the song, mock turtle returns to the table, with a worried look on his face mock: that's all well & good, but I don't really undestand can you play it again? hatter: but of course instead they play "the voice of the lobster" 'Tis the Voice of the Lobster Cm 'Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare Fm "You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair." Cm As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose D G Trims his belt and buttons, and turns out his toes. Cm When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark Fm And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark: Cm But, when the tide rises and sharks are around, D G ~~~ His voice has a timid and tremulous sound. I passed by his garden, and marked with one eye, How the Owl and Panther were sharing a pie: The Panther took pie-crust, and gravy and meat, While the Owl had the dish as its share of the treat. When the pie was all finished, the Owl as a boon, Was kindly permitted to pocket the spoon: While the Panther received knife and fork with a growl, And concluded the banquet by-- on the last note of the song a tuft of feathers is thrown in the air. mock: I don't see what the point is of repeating all this stuff over & over, if you aren't going to take the time to explain it. hatter: I tell you what, mock turtle, I've got a box here which is sure to explain everything. puts the box on the table & thus is the set up for walrus & the carpenter The Walrus and The Carpenter Lewis Carroll (from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872) the verses shall be noted as such first verse noted is v1, & 2nd is v2 thus follows Em Am The sun was shining on the sea, B7 Em Shining with all his might: Em Am He did his very best to make B7 Em The billows smooth and bright-- B7 Em And this was odd, because it was B7 Em The middle of the night. The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done-- "It's very rude of him," she said, "To come and spoil the fun!" B7 Em The sea was wet as wet could be, B7 Em The sands were dry as dry. B7 Em You could not see a cloud, because B7 Em No cloud was in the sky: Em Am No birds were flying overhead-- B7 Em There were no birds to fly. v1 The Walrus and the Carpenter Were walking close at hand; They wept like anything to see Such quantities of sand: "If this were only cleared away," They said, "it would be grand!" v2 "If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year. Do you suppose," the Walrus said, "That they could get it clear?" "I doubt it," said the Carpenter, And shed a bitter tear. v1 "O Oysters, come and walk with us!" The Walrus did beseech. "A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, Along the briny beach: We cannot do with more than four, To give a hand to each." v2 The eldest Oyster looked at him, But never a word he said: The eldest Oyster winked his eye, And shook his heavy head-- Meaning to say he did not choose To leave the oyster-bed. v1 But four young Oysters hurried up, All eager for the treat: Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, Their shoes were clean and neat-- And this was odd, because, you know, They hadn't any feet. v2 Four other Oysters followed them, And yet another four; And thick and fast they came at last, And more, and more, and more-- All hopping through the frothy waves, And scrambling to the shore. v1 The Walrus and the Carpenter Walked on a mile or so, And then they rested on a rock Conveniently low: And all the little Oysters stood And waited in a row. ~~~~~~~ v1 "The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things: Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax-- Of cabbages--and kings-- And why the sea is boiling hot-- And whether pigs have wings." ~~~~~ v1 (or2) "But wait a bit," the Oysters cried, "Before we have our chat; For some of us are out of breath, And all of us are fat!" "No hurry!" said the Carpenter. They thanked him much for that. v1 "A loaf of bread," the Walrus said, "Is what we chiefly need: Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed-- Now if you're ready, Oysters dear, We can begin to feed." v2 (or1) "But not on us!" the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue. "After such kindness, that would be A dismal thing to do!" "The night is fine," the Walrus said. "Do you admire the view? v2 (or1) "It was so kind of you to come! And you are very nice!" The Carpenter said nothing but "Cut us another slice: I wish you were not quite so deaf-- I've had to ask you twice!" v2(or1) "It seems a shame," the Walrus said, "To play them such a trick, After we've brought them out so far, And made them trot so quick!" The Carpenter said nothing but "The butter's spread too thick!" v2 "I weep for you," the Walrus said: "I deeply sympathize." With sobs and tears he sorted out Those of the largest size, Holding his pocket-handkerchief Before his streaming eyes. v1 "O Oysters," said the Carpenter, "You've had a pleasant run! Shall we be trotting home again?' But answer came there none-- And this was scarcely odd, because They'd eaten every one. during the last verses of the song trays of hors devors (smoked oyster on a slice of french bread with a dash of pepper & vinegar) are passed around. I Am the Walrus I am he As you are he As you are me And we are all together. See how they run Like pigs from a gun See how they fly. I�m crying. Sitting on a cornflake - waiting for the van to come. Corporation teeshirt, stupid bloody Tuesday man you been a naughty boy You let your face grow long. I am the eggman oh, they are the eggman - Oh I am the walrus GOO GOO G�JOOB. Mr. City policeman sitting pretty little policeman in a row, See how they fly Like Lucy in the sky See how they run. I�m crying - I�m crying I�m crying. Yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog�s eye. Crabalocker fishwife pornographic Priestess boy you been a naughty girl, You let your knickers down. I am the eggman oh, they are the eggmen - Oh I am the walrus. GOO GOO G�JOOB. Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun, If the sun don�t come, you get a tan from Standing in the English rain. I am the eggman, oh, they are the eggmen - Oh I am the walrus. G�JOOB, G�GOO, G�JOOB. Expert texpert choking smokers Don�t you think the joker laughs at you? Ha ha ha! See how they smile, Like pigs in a sty, See how they snied. I�m crying. Semoline pilchards climbing up the Eiffel Tower. Elementary penguin singing Hare Khrishna Man you should have seen the kick in Edgar Allen Poe. I am the eggman oh, they are they eggmen - Oh I am the walrus GOO GOO GOO JOOB GOO GOO GOO JOOB GOO GOO GOOOOOOOOOOOJOOOOOB. at the end of the song humpty dumpty arrives. & 1mb+ plays humpty song, during which the jabber wocky creatures head off to get their masks on. at the end of the song... humpty: hello every body, since we've been through the looking glass & back, I can tell before we get there that you wont be able to understand these next verses so, I'll do a bit of explaining in advance. he attempts to explain (with help from alice) the 1st & last verse (same) of jabberwocky at the end, the soundtrack starts & the creatures emerge. **these roles still need to be filled** tove, dressed in grey does a sufi style spin dance borogove, dressed on dark colors, bird mask with pvc legs & claw shoes momerath, green pig mask with built in mic for " outgribbling" jub jub bird, hand held axe bill, red black & yellow bandresnatch (potentionally cast) monster face with long fingers jabberwocky (2 person) monster mask with body attached. at the the end of the peice, the band plays one last song to all tomorrows parties... D C D And what costume shall the poor girl wear G Em A To all tomorrow's parties D C D A hand-me-down dress from who knows where G Em A To all tomorrow's parties G A And where will she go and what shall she do G A~~~ When midnight comes around D C D She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown G Em D And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go morning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties www.myspace.com/cheshirerockopera

sean 2007-01-18T01:36:22Z