Posted by: Artsy Squibbles | July 18, 2006

MUSICAL IN PROGRESS not for kids

Title…a musical in progress about an unhappy couple
Be careful what you wish for (or…in your dreams!)

SCENE/Setting: A bedroom decked in Asian Ambrosia Colors.

Early morning lights filter through the Venetian blinds, casting striped shadows across a snoring couple on the bed, sheer curtains get swept up in the wind coming through the window with the same tempo with the zzzz‘s.

Characters: One couple
Four bedposts (dancers and chorus)

A couple in a relationship. Man and Woman, Man and Man, Woman and Woman…it doesn’t matter.One Hhmm’s…the other Oooo’s and they both zzzz.

Curtain Rise
Silence fills the house…a breeze is heard, a rustle under the sheets, a dripping faucet

 

Hmm and Ooo

Hmmm…zzz….ooooo…zzz…hmmm…zzzz…oooo…zzzzzz….

oooo…hhmmmmm….zzzz
Hmmm…zzzzz….ooOoo…zzzzz…hmmM…zzz…ooOoo…zzzzzz….

ooOOOoo….zzzzzzzhmmmmMMM…ooOOoo….hhhMMM.

OOoooOOooooOOOooOOOOooooHhhhhmmHHHHmmmm

OOOOooooHhhhmmMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM….zzzzz

OOOOO… for crying out loud.

The snoring stops and they both roll over on their backs

A drum beat in the background is heard, a distant realistic repetitious street noise. The bed posts shimmer in the light like mahogany, stretching their arms outward from an upright position, they begin to hum. Whispering, singing louder and louder…as the four poster bed comes to life.

 

CHORUS/BED POSTS 1, 2, 3 and 4

1 Be careful,
2 take heed,
3 listen carefully
4 You may need

 

Our advice before this morning is over.

Aside to audience

Shhhh. Watch as they roll over…… again.

And again. And again…

Restless dreaming….scheming,

screaming in each tiny little brain.
Working up a lather, you would gather

that they want to do it…
Want to do it…(slower)

want to do it…once again!
Oh! Roll over…go back to sleep…

Let your dreams…be what you keep
To make you happy the whole night through…
if you could only do the things you want to do!

 

HMM and OOO

Hmmm…zzz….ooooo…zzz…hmmm…zzzz…oooo…

zzzzzz….oooo…hhmmmmm….zzzz
Hmmm…zzzzz….ooOoo…zzzzz…

hmmM…zzz…ooOoo…zzzzzz….ooOOOoo….zzzzzzz

hmmmmMMM…ooOOoo….hhhMMM.

OOoooOOooooOOOooOOOOooooHhhhhmm

HHHHmmmmOOOOooooHhhhmmMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM….

zzzzzzzzzzz

OOOOO… for crying out loud.

Snoring stops and they both roll over again.

The posts are now unattached from the bed curtains that hang at the corners, sweeping outwards, twirling like May Pole Dancers about the bed, slow motion.

 

BED POSTS

(all)

Each one wants what the other does not have,

dreaming about something neither has…
We’d say it here in public, but the audience is mixed…
someplace between perversion

and all the sheets (we) fixed…

The posts point to the bed as the sheet rises p*p t**t style in the extreme

Oh…the dreaming…and the scheming

of dreams right at dawn…
like dancers and romancers

that lust with a yawn…
Yes there’s something romantic…

about a big tent…
But when you wake up, yes, you’ll wake up

When you wake up you don’t know where it went!

Written by KB McAnelly July 16th 2006 in reply to someones post about his endowments on a Jim Steinman site. This was rather fun and took a little under one hour. Here is the improved and slightly edited version. Copyright 2006 KB MCANELLY

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