The context: It's the big climax of the show. (SPOILERS AHEAD). The evil mastermind is revealed to be... Annabelle! Sweet, supportive Annabelle! She and her close friend Milo have a big showdown, as she takes more and more of the spy-pills, growing increasingly intense and manic as a nuclear missile is pointed at the theater. How will it end?!?
A little about the creation of the song: I wanted grand and purple words, and (relatively) rock and roll music. And something catchy that's fun to sing and watch. I wanted evil patter for Annabelle, and soaring rock high notes for Milo. I love singing this song, and can't wait to see the actors sink their teeth into it, and into the scenery.
A little about the creation of the song: I wanted grand and purple words, and (relatively) rock and roll music. And something catchy that's fun to sing and watch. I wanted evil patter for Annabelle, and soaring rock high notes for Milo. I love singing this song, and can't wait to see the actors sink their teeth into it, and into the scenery.
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The Gods of the Theater Music & Lyrics by David Rackoff ANNABELLE THE GODS OF THE THEATER, THE MOMENT TIME BEGAN IN AN ANCIENT AND MAGIC AGE… WELL, THE GODS OF THE THEATER TOOK CLAY AND MADE A MAN ALL ALONE ON THIS TRAGIC STAGE. IT’S NOTHING LIKE BROADWAY. IT’S BARREN AND BLEAK. THIS DRAMA THEY GAVE US IS PRACTIC’LLY GREEK. ALL MY LIFE, I’VE HAD TO WAIT TO FINALLY FULFILL MY FATE, BUT TODAY, HE’LL SEE THAT BROADWAY IS NOTHING AS EPIC AS ME. THE GOD OF THE THEATER LOOK DOWN ON ME IN AWE, LIKE THE HEROINE OF MACBETH. YES, THE GODS OF THE THEATER FORGIVE A FATAL FLAW, AND REDEEM ME WITH LOVE THROUGH DEATH. MILO THE GODS OF THE THEATER LOOK DOWN ON US IN GRIEF, AND THEY WEEP AS WE SEEK OUT WAR. BUT THE GODS OF THE THEATER SUSPEND OUR DISBELIEF, AND THE SHOW US THE WEAK CAN SOAR! ANNABELLE/MILO AND THE MEEK AND THE HEIRS GET THEIRS. THE GODS OF THE THEATER, THE MUSES AND THE FATES WITH THE KING AND THE HUMBLE CLOWN, ALL THE GODS OF THE THEATER HAVE LOCKED US IN THE GATES, ’TIL THE COLUMNS COME TUMBLING DOWN! ANNABELLE LOOK AT YOU, A SIMPLE SINGLE CELL, YOU’RE PRIMORDIAL OOZE AND GEL. A PROTO-PROTOZOA. LOOK AT ME, I’M GIN AND JUICE, I AM JUPITER, MARS, AND ZEUS. I’M MOSES, AND I’M NOAH. (ANNABELLE takes a pill.) MILO AHHHHHHH… ANNABELLE LOOK AT YOU, A GREAT BIG GAPING VOID, WHO IS GONNA BE SOON DESTROYED. A METEORIC CRATER. LOOK AT ME, A GREAT BIG BLAST WHO IS HURTLING TOWARD YOU FAST. DESTROYER AND CREATOR. (ANNABELLE takes a pill.) MILO AHHHHHHHHH… ANNABELLE LOOK AT THAT, YOUR SKULL IS SOFT AND SWEET, IT’S ADORABLE AND PETITE. IT’S BARELY EVEN BRAINY. LOOK AT THIS, MY BRAIN IS STIFF. SO COME CLOSER AND TAKE A WHIFF. IT’S THROBBING AND IT’S VEINY! ANNABELLE/KISHKA/BIXBY/MILO THE GODS OF THE THEATER, THE MUSES AND THE FATES WITH THE KING AND THE HUMBLE CLOWN, ALL THE GODS OF THE THEATER HAVE LOCKED US IN THE GATES, ’TIL THE COLUMNS COME TUMBLING DOWN! (ANNABELLE swallows the rest of the bottle of pills.) THE GODS OF THE THEATER, THE MUSES AND THE FATES WITH THE KING AND THE HUMBLE CLOWN, ALL THE GODS OF THE THEATER HAVE LOCKED US IN THE GATES, ’TIL THE COLUMNS COME TUMBLING DOWN! ANNABELLE AHHHHHHHHHH… (ANNABELLE begins to feel ill. She runs over to the ghost light and vomits the pills into it.) |
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