Wednesday, 17 December 2008

All Hail To The Daze

Four down. Ten shows to go. Whoohooo.

Today's audio in the musician's area was really rather bad — terribly soft, I thought... and then, much to my surprise, when I played back the stuff I'd recorded on camera, I discovered that the muted audio allowed for clearer audibility in the video clips. So here, for your pleasure, are two: the first is a brief scene — a sad, slightly eerie moment in the play where (spoiler alert!!!) the Spirit of Christmas Yet To Come shows Scrooge the death of Tiny Tim (shame you can't hear the dialogue much, and Scrooge blocks the view of Cratchitt kissing the body of his departed child... but the music is pretty cool, no??? Arf!!!); the second is a song, music by yours truly, lyrics traditional and included below. Enjoy.

All hail to the days that merit more praise
Than all the rest of the year

And welcome the nights that double delights,
As well for the poor as the peer!

Good fortune attend each merry man's friend
That doth but the best that he may,

Forgetting old wrongs with carols and songs
To drive the cold winter away.
To drive the cold winter away.
Tis ill for a mind to anger inclined
To think of injuries now,

If wrath be to seek, do not lend her your cheek,
Nor let her inhabit thy brow.

Old grudges forgot are put in the pot,
All sorrows aside they lay,

The old and the young doth carol this song
To drive the cold winter away.
To drive the cold winter away.

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