Happy 450th Birthday, Shakespeare

by The Bookshop Band

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1.
The Crowning 03:35
The crowning of we kings’ The subject of divine things Righteous by virtue Bearing majesty too An Army for my soul By currency of angels My looks can kill off You’re Banished in the breath of The balm that anoints me No water in all the sea Can clean From me Here on my head this crown It is Woven through me to, the ground Here on my head this crown And a cloak made of brass around But is it that we kings Were made in the crowning? A pomp of a cushion For a crown to sit on We taste grief and eat bread We have wants, and need friends A man who just leads on All of those who kneel on This balm that protects me By my own tears has now been Washed free From me Here on my bed this crown With nettles and flowers round My kingdom of worms abound With a cloak made of soil around I’ve wasted time, time wastes me Now soil is the king of me So here on my head this crown Ever last here, while I go down Down, down, down down
2.
How this day seems long Deception sings it’s song With tales of disguise and delusion Masking a face Ears can embrace Words that are meant for amusing He be a boy Playing a girl Dressed as a boy for confusion For better or for worse A doctor not a nurse Did save a life in conclusion. Antonio was full of woe Unfortunate merchant did throw All that he had for the taking Borrowing and making bonds His love for Bassinio strong He hoped that his bonds wouldn’t break him. The ships at sea they didn’t win No mercy Shylock had on him The bond was a pound of flesh, then… Bassinio lost his ring It could have cost him everything The doctor his wife gave a testing. Revenge is a theme There’s sibling rivalry And Much Ado for a short play. They all end up fooled And some over ruled An ass some are called and will surely pay. Light hearted cupid spies The rivals tell such lies Accusing an innocent lady Hero and Claudio Were challenged by a foe Now let’s all dance and be merry There’s competition in the wit Of Beatrice and Benedick But by a trick they draw nearer They think the other loves them true Though the attributes are few The joker he can’t help but hear her In such a night we find the light It all comes clear in the morning Men and boys and girls and ploys Eventually adorning. Rosalind now a boy To run away was her ploy But love was a stronger emotion Familiar was she To her family None but her co knew the notion. She knew her passion wouldn’t fade She had to refuse other maids Causing a deal of confusion Orsino was her biggest fan Of her apparel as a man Which showed up his love and devotion Garnished as a boy Viola found her joy But could not say where her heart fell For his heart was gone Olivia it set on Triangle of love. Could it end well? How now Malvolio Cruel pranks have left you low The lady she likes not your garters Grinning like a silly clown When she’d prefer to see you frown Perhaps take the tights off for starters A sister and a brother found Both had thought the other drowned The girl had no longer a dress on. Caused the duke and lady fair To manly pair All came clear in confession. In such a night… I think it might be fun To confuse everyone By changing my name and cross dressing But I think that they might see That it was really me To be or not to be is the question Then Bassinio lost his ring It could have cost him everything The doctor his wife gave a testing. There’s competition in the wit Of Beatrice and Benedick But by a trick they draw nearer Orsino was her biggest fan Of her apparel as a man Which showed up his love and devotion How now Malvolio Cruel pranks have left you low The lady she likes not your garters
3.
Oberon 04:10
A silly air is in tonight A fairy’s trick, a trick of light Ill fated love, not granted true A father’s heartless matching threw For hearts deep into the night Where woodland magic will take flight And turn the hearts and turn the heads And turn the actors from their friend’ s Unfortunate plight And who to blame this mess upon? Our own dear Puck and Oberon Our own dear Puck and Oberon Oberon Oberon….. How much can change with just a slight Twist of day And turn of light With the moon such strange things can creep And when we wake should we believe our sleep? Darkness casts such dreams and tricks Confusion it does come so quick And with our dreams come strange truths And unbeknown our hearts moved on And unbeknown our hearts moved on Hearts Moved on Oberon Oberon He turned their hearts and turned their heads And turned the actors from their friend x3 And who to blame this mess upon Oberon Oberon In our minds, we might forget But the body, cannot un-tell Deep inside the dream is true And marks us with it’s tale And who to blame this mess upon Oberon
4.
Her: God speed fair Helena, wither away? Hel: Call you me fair? that fair again unsay. Demetrius loves your fair: O happy fair! Your eyes are lode-stars; and your tongue's sweet air More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear, When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear. Sickness is catching: O, were favour so, Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go; My ear should catch your voice, my eye your eye, My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody. Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated, The rest I'd give to be, to you translated. O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart. Her: I frown upon him, yet he loves me still. Hel: O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill! Her: I give him curses, yet he gives me love. Hel: O that my prayers could such affection move! Her: The more I hate, the more he follows me. Hel: The more I love, the more he hateth me. Her: His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine. Hel: None, but your beauty: would that fault were mine! Her: Take comfort: he no more shall see my face; Lysander and myself will fly this place.

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Each song on this EP is inspired by one (or more) of William Shakespeare's plays. The songs were written over Shakespeare's 450th birthday, and we printed 450 copies of the physical Musical-Box edition were actually made on his birthday. The EP was debuted at our concert at the V&A Museum, in London.

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released May 2, 2014

All music by The Bookshop Band. Lyrics are a mixture of ours, and William Shakespeare's. Recorded, mixed and produced by The Bookshop Band. Mastered by Marco Migliari.
Design by Ben Please. Original Shakespearean images taken from the First Folio.

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The Bookshop Band write songs inspired by books and play them in bookshops. They started as a collaboration between a group of musicians in Bath and their local independent bookshop, Mr B's Emporium. Now they are about to go on tour, sponsored by Vintage Books and Independent Booksellers Week, around other bookshops and lit fests. Catch them if you can. Details at www.thebookshopband.co.uk ... more

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