Soapbox Soliloquy and The Sonnets Presents: Switched​-​On Shakespeare

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A study in Shakespeare through the use of synthesizers. Shakespeare being the original MC (sampling and remixing Ovidian text) this is a remediation project of our own, sampling lyrical content from his plays and composing music through today's technology in order to give it a new life.

All music written, recorded, and mixed by: Jasmine Deja
Bass by: Drew Anthony
Drums by: Trey Conner

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released May 3, 2016

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Soapbox Soliloquy St. Petersburg, Florida

Soapbox Soliloquy is just that, a soliloquy atop a soapbox. Through the use of highly intricate and nauseatingly advanced cloning technology from the planet Argelius II and magic learned from a royal flush of mystics, Jasmine is able to control the space time continuum for long enough to record a song or two once every lunar cycle. ... more

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Track Name: All Aboard (Intro)
Come hither come hither all near and far
we come to share a sonic tale of ours
Soapbox Soliloquy and The Sonnets
we come and go to space like a comment
come all aboard and we'll take you away
to sail down the stream of the Milky Way
join Shakespeare, Ovid, and our motley crew
ready for lift off
just waiting for you
Track Name: Under The Greenwood Tree
From: As You Like It
Sung by: Amiens

Who loves to lie with me
Under the greenwood tree
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

Who doth ambition shun
And loves to live i' the sun,
Seeking the food he eats,
And pleased with what he gets,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
Track Name: The Fairies Sing
The Fairies Sing
From: A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Sung by: The Fairies

You spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;
Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong,
Come not near our fairy queen.
Philomel, with melody
Sing in our sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby:
Never harm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.
Weaving spiders, come not here;
Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence!
Beetles black, approach not near;
Worm nor snail, do no offence.
Philomel, with melody, & c.
Track Name: And Will He Not Come Again?
From: Hamlet
Sung by: Ophelia

And will he not come again?
And will he not come again?
No, no, he is dead,
Go to thy deathbed.
He never will come again.

His beard was as white as snow,
All flaxen was his poll.
He is gone, he is gone,
And we cast away moan,
God ha' mercy on his soul.—
And of all Christian souls, I pray God. God be wi' ye
Track Name: Fear No More
From: Cymbeline
Sung by: Guiderius and Arviragus

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun,
Nor the furious winter’s rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages:
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

Fear no more the frown o’ the great;
Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke;
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The scepter, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.

Fear no more the lightning flash,
Nor the all-dreaded thunder stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finished joy and moan:
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.

No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
And renownèd be thy grave!
Track Name: Where The Bee Sucks
From: The Tempest
Sung by: Ariel

Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cowslip’s bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat’s back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.