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Twelfth Night

by Shaina Taub

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    These are demos of Shaina Taub's original score from the Public Theater's Public Works production of Twelfth Night, performed at the Delacorte Theater September 2nd thru 5th, 2016.

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Play On 04:29
FESTE: IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON 40 ILLYRIANS+ILLYRIETTES: PLAY ON FESTE: IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, FESTE, 40 ILLYRIANS+ILLYRIETTES: PLAY ON FESTE: BLISS AND MISERY LET THEM WAIL IN HARMONY AS WE CELEBRATE A LIFE THAT’S GONE PLAY ON! 40 ILLYRIANS+ILLYRIETTES: PLAY ON FESTE, 40 ILLYRIANS+ILLYRIETTES: IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON (FESTE: PLAY ON!) IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON! SEND HIS SPIRIT OFF WITH JIVE REMIND US WE’RE STILL ALIVE AS BREATH AND DEATH PASS THE BATON PLAY ON FESTE: PLAY ON! ( VIOLA enters, sopping wet, barefoot and covered in seaweed) VIOLA: What country, friend, is this? FESTE: This is Illyria, lady! VIOLA: And what should I do in Illyria? FESTE, 40 ILLYRIANS + ILLYRIETTES: SO IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE PLAY ON (FESTE: PLAY ON!) IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON! PLAY MY JOY, PLAY MY PAIN TIL MY SOUL IS WHOLE AGAIN TIL MY HEARTBEAT STARTS TO HOP ORSINO: I CAN’T TAKE IT NO MORE STOP! NO, PLAY ON! VIOLA: SEBASTIAN? HAVE YOU SEEN MY BROTHER? MY BROTHER SEBASTIAN? DID HE SWIM TO SHORE TOO? THE STORM HIT OUR SHIP SO QUICK- NEXT THING I KNEW IT SPLIT IN TWO DID HE DROWN? OR DID I? IS THIS WHERE YOU GO WHEN YOU DIE - ILLYRIA? WHO GOVERNS HERE IN ILLYRIA? (The ILLYRIETTES come forward to give her the scoop) ILLYRIETTES: POOR ORSINO! FESTE OUR LOVESICK DUKE ILLYRIETTES: POOR ORSINO! ILLYRIAN MOM: WHAT A STUD! HER LITTLE KID: EW PUKE! ORSINO: THE LADY WON’T LOVE ME BACK NO, NO THE LADY WON’T LOVE ME BACK SHE PASSED ME BY SO PROUDLY IT’S KILLING ME LOUDLY THE LADY WON’T LOVE ME BACK HOW CAN I GET THE LADY TO LOVE ME BACK? OH OH OLIVIA VIOLA: WHO’S OLIVIA? ILLYRIETTES & FESTE: POOR OLIVIA! THE COUNTESS LOST HER BROTHER HIS FUNERAL IS TODAY SHE HIDES HER FACE AND BARELY SAYS A WORD OR SO THEY SAY VIOLA: MY HEART IS ACHING WITH HER MY BROTHER LOST ASTRAY IF ONLY SHE WOULD TAKE ME IN UNTIL I FIND MY WAY ARIANNE: YEAH, THE ODDS OF THAT ARE SLIM TO NONE NATALIE: OLIVIA WON’T SEE ANYONE LOLA: BUT ORSINO’S HIRING MAYELYN: GO APPLY! FESTE HE ONLY HIRES MEN… KELLY: NEVERMIND THEN IDANIA: GOOD LUCK! ILLYRIETTES: BYE! VIOLA: MY BROTHER IS THE ONE WHO KNOWS WHAT TO DO WHERE WOULD HE GO IN MY SHOELESS SHOES? WELL, WHAT IF I STEP INTO HIS INSTEAD? GET THIS JOB, GET FED, A ROOF OVER MY HEAD A BASTION OF SECURITY TIL SEBASTIAN IS RETURNED TO ME OR THEY FIND HIM UNDER THE SEA O DISGUISE, MAKE THEM SEE WHAT KIND OF MAN I’VE GOTTA BE! (VIOLA runs offstage) FESTE, ORSINO, MARIA, OLIVIA, ILLYRIANS & ILLYRIETES: IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON! (FESTE: PLAY ON!) IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON! BLOW THAT HORN AND START A RIOT TIL MY EARDRUMS NEED A DIET PLAY MY JOY, PLAY MY PAIN TIL MY SOUL IS WHOLE AGAIN (VIOLA re-enters, now dressed as a man, and joins the celebration) VIOLA: PLAY ALONG WITH THEIR SONG TIL I’M BACK WHERE I BELONG ALL: TIL OUR HUNGER IS ALL GONE PLAY ON! PLAY ON! PLAY ON! VIOLA: PLAY ON!
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FESTE & ILLYRIETTES: DID YOU HEAR THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET? DID YOU HEAR THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET? FESTE: ORSINO GOT A BRAND NEW ASSISTANT DID YA KNOW? NATALIE: REALLY? LOLA: WHO IS HE? FESTE: SOME NEW GUY IN TOWN NAMED CESARIO! ALL ILLYRIETTES: CESARIO?? IDANIA: I HEARD HE’S JUST BEGUN BUT HE’S ALREADY THE DUKE’S FAVORITE ONE! KELLY: I HEARD HE’S GOT A SEXY SMILE MAYELYN: IF PRETTY BOYS ARE YOUR STYLE LOLA: I LIKE A BIG STRONG HUNK OF A MAN LIKE ORSINO ARIANNE: NOT MY TYPE FESTE: OR OLIVIA’S TYPE! ILLYRIETTES: NO ONE’S OLIVIA’S TYPE NATALIE: WELL I’M STILL ROOTING FOR ORSINO AND OLIVIA KELLY: THEY’D MAKE SUCH A POWER COUPLE IDANIA: ORSLIVIA!! ILLYRIETTES: TELL ME THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET! DID YOU HEAR THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET?
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Tell Her 02:25
ORSINO: I’VE ONLY KNOWN YOU FOR THREE DAYS BUT I FEEL LIKE IT’S BEEN YEARS SOMETHING ABOUT YOU KID MAKES ME WANNA POUR MY SECRETS IN YOUR EARS YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS MY HEART SO YOU’RE PERFECT FOR THIS PART I WANT YOU… I NEED YOU… TO TELL HER I’M HER MAN I KNOW YOU CAN MAKE HER UNDERSTAND VIOLA: I think not so, my lord. ORSINO: Dear lad, believe it! YOU WALK IN THE ROOM AND IT’S LIKE SUMMER COMING EARLY YOU OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND I FEEL TWENTY-TWO AGAIN AND YOUR SMILE HOW COULD SHE SAY NO TO THAT SMILE? I WANT YOU… I NEED YOU… TO TELL HER SHE’S MY GIRL BOY YOU GOTTA GET HER FOR MY GIRL I WANT YOU… VIOLA: (in a high girly octave) SO, SO - YOU WANT ME? ORSINO: I NEED YOU… VIOLA: (catching herself - in a lower octave) YOU SURE YOU NEED ME? ORSINO: TO TELL HER SHE’S THE ONE BOY YOU GOTTA GO AND GET IT DONE CAUSE WHEN I TRY TO CHARM HER SHE CAN’T LOOK BEYOND THE ARMOR OF A NOBLE DUKE TOO PROUD TO BE BELIEVED BUT SHE’LL LISTEN WHEN YOU ASK CAUSE YOU DON’T HAVE THAT MASK YEAH YOU CAN WEAR YOUR HEART RIGHT ON YOUR SLEEVE! VIOLA: I’ll do my best to woo your lady. ORSINO: Prosper well in this, And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord, to call his fortunes thine! (Orsino exits) VIOLA: I WANT TO… I NEED TO… TELL YOU HOW I FEEL I CAN NEVER TELL YOU HOW I FEEL
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VIOLA: I WOULD BUILD A CABIN RIGHT AT YOUR GATE ‘CAUSE MY HEART WOULD BE CHAINED TO YOUR FLOOR I WOULD CALL UP TO YOUR WINDOW TIL YOU OPENED UP THE DOOR IF YOU WERE MY BELOVED IF YOU WERE MY BELOVED I WOULD WRITE YOU SONGS OF UNANSWERED LOVE AND SING ‘EM LOUD LATE AT NIGHT WITHOUT SHAME I WOULD SHOUT IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS TIL THE HEAVENS KNEW YOUR NAME IF YOU WERE MY BELOVED IF YOU WERE MY BELOVED IF YOU WERE MY BELOVED OLIVIA: What is your parentage? VIOLA: Above my fortunes, yet my state is well: I am a gentleman. OLIVIA: Get you to your lord; I cannot love him: let him send no more-- Unless, perchance, you come to me again, To tell me how he takes it. VIOLA: Farewell, fair cruelty. (VIOLA exits) OLIVIA: OH I FEEL A FEVER RISE IN MY EYES FROM THE HEAT OF HIS FACE AS HE PASSED OLIVIA, BE CAUTIOUS YOU’RE FALLING FAR TOO FAST! COULD HE BE MY BELOVED? HE COULD BE MY BELOVED! What ho, Malvolio! (MALVOLIO re-enters.) MALVOLIO: Here, madam, at your service. (OLIVIA takes a ring off her finger and hands it to MALVOLIO.) OLIVIA: Run after that same peevish messenger. He left this ring behind him; tell him I'll none of it. I am not for him. If that the youth will come this way tomorrow, I'll give him reasons for it: hie thee, Malvolio. MALVOLIO: Madam, I will. (Exit MALVOLIO) A triple soliloquy, sung overlapping: OLIVIA: I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M DOING IS IT JUST LUST OR MUST HE BE MINE? C’MON FATE, GIVE ME A SIGN! VIOLA: I WANT HIS LOVE, BUT I’LL NEVER WIN IT WHILE SHE COULD HAVE HIM IN A MINUTE ISN’T IT IRONIC? I HOPE SOMEDAY SHE FALLS UNREQUITEDLY HEAD OVER HEELS SO SHE CAN SEE HOW IT FEELS! ORSINO: WHAT WILL SHE SAY TO THE BOY? HE’S QUITE CHARMING WILL SHE GIVE ME ANOTHER COLD SHOULDER? OR WILL I FINALLY HOLD HER? ALL THREE: I COULD THROW ALL MY SORROWS AWAY AND PLAY JOYFUL TUNES ON REPEAT ORSINO: SO SWEET ALL THREE: ALONE, I’M PUZZLE PIECES BUT I WOULD BE COMPLETE OLIVIA: IF YOU WERE MY BELOVED VIOLA: IF YOU WERE MY BELOVED ORSINO: IF YOU WERE MY BELOVED ALL THREE: IF YOU WERE MY BELOVED
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FESTE: DO, DO, DO YOU WANNA HEAR A SECRET? YOU WANNA HEAR A SECRET? NO ONE ELSE CAN KNOW THIS SO DON’T LEAK IT TO THE PRESS CAUSE IT WOULD SORT OF UNDO OUR HEROINE’S WHOLE RUSE AND I DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU BUT I’M SERIOUSLY ROOTING FOR THAT GIRL SO, REMEMBER HER BROTHER WHO DROWNED IN THAT SHIPWRECK? WELL, LITTLE DOES SHE SUSPECT (Viola’s identical twin, SEBASTIAN enters, dressed exactly like Viola/Cesario.) HE’S ACTUALLY STILL ALIVE AND WELL AND WALKING THE STREETS OF ILLYRIA! (ANTONIO enters) YOU SEE, THIS FRIENDLY PIRATE CALLED ANTONIO SAVED HIM FROM THE SINKING BOAT AND NURSED HIM BACK TO HEALTH THESE LAST FEW WEEKS PUT THE GLOW BACK IN HIS CHEEKS AND HIS NAME IS SEBASTIAN (VIOLA crosses, in her own moment. The two are unaware of each other.) FESTE & VIOLA: SEBASTIAN FESTE: POOR BROTHER & SISTER THEY BOTH THINK THE OTHER ONE’S DEAD GUESS I COULD JUST TELL THEM BUT THEN THE PLAY WOULD BE PREEMPTIVELY ENDED AND THAT WOULD BE A HUGE BUMMER CAUSE WE’VE BEEN REHEARSING ALL SUMMER AND THERE’S STILL GREAT STUFF TO COME SO LET’S STAY MUM AND KEEP THE SECRET OH, AND DON’T FORGET SEBASTIAN IS HER IDENTICAL TWIN (VIOLA and SEBASTIAN freeze, inches from each other.) (They look nothing alike.) CLOSE ENOUGH!
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VIOLA: WHAT THE...? MY LORD NEVER GAVE HER A RING SO THEN, WHY’S SHE GIVING ME A RING? ...OH NO. WHAT COULD OLIVIA SEE IN ME? IN CESARIO? DOES CESARIO HAVE SOMETHING I DIDN’T HAVE BEFORE? AND WHAT DO I SEE IN ORSINO? HE’S SELFISH, DEPRESSED AND CLEARLY OBSESSED WITH OLIVIA! BUT HE’S SO DAMN DREAMY AND PASSIONATE TOO MY BROTHER IS THE ONE WHO ALWAYS GETS THE GIRL AND I’M THE GIRL WHO’S NEVER HAD A CHANCE TO GET THE GUY BUT NOW THAT I’M WEARING THE PANTS I’M IN LOVE WITH THE GUY AND THE GIRL LOVES ME WHEN THEY LOOK, WHO DO THEY SEE? OH DISGUISE, YOU ARE THE DEVIL’S BLESSING YOU’VE CAST ME IN THIS STRANGE NEW ROLE IS THIS COSTUME GETTING ME WRONG OR LETTING LOOSE WHAT’S BEEN IN ME ALL ALONG? DO THESE CLOTHES CONCEAL OR REVEAL MY SOUL? OH DISGUISE, WHICH OF US IS IN CONTROL? MY BROTHER IS THE ONE WHO EVERYBODY EYES I NEVER UNDERSTOOD IT, CAUSE HE BARELY TRIES BUT NOW THAT I’VE WALKED MILES IN HIS SHOES I FINALLY SEE WHY HE NEVER SEEMS TO LOSE! I FEEL SO SEEN AS A GUY PEOPLE MOVE ASIDE WHEN I WALK BY I FELT SO VEILED AS A GIRL INVISIBLE TO THE WORLD IT WAS ALWAYS ‘LOOK, DON’T TOUCH’ NO IT DIDN’T SUIT ME MUCH WHY HAS THIS POWER IN ME NEVER BEEN GIVEN A CHANCE? IS IT AS SIMPLE AS PUTTING ON A PAIR OF PANTS? OH DISGUISE, YOU ARE THE DEVIL’S BLESSING YOU’VE CAST ME IN THIS WILD NEW ROLE DOES THIS FRESHLY FEARLESS SKIN FIT ME BETTER THAN THE ONE I’VE BEEN IN? AM I FINALLY SHEDDING A WELL-WORN SHAWL? AM I MORE MYSELF NOW THAT I’M NOT MYSELF AT ALL? (She catches sight of herself in a mirror, and removes her disguise) IF I’M A GIRL AGAIN WOULD HE CARE WHAT I HAVE TO SAY ANYMORE? OR WOULD I JUST BE A PRIZE FOR HIM TO WIN? WOULD I EVEN BE A WOMAN HE’D ADORE? WOULD I BE ENOUGH IN MY OWN SKIN? OR WAS THE OLD ME ONLY A COSTUME TOO? WHO AM I BESIDES HOW I LOOK TO YOU? WHO AM I BESIDES HOW I LOOK TO YOU? WHO AM I? OH DISGUISE YOU ARE THE DEVIL’S BLESSING YOU’VE LEFT ME UNDRESSED AND SECOND-GUESSING HOW I’VE SEEN MYSELF FROM BOTH SIDES NOW IS IT HALF OF EACH BRINGING LOVE MY WAY? OH DISGUISE (VIOLA puts her disguise back on) MAYBE JUST ONE MORE DAY
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FESTE: MY FRIEND, I KNOW YOU BEST BUT I LIKE YOU ANYWAY AND A REAL PAL TELLS THE TRUTH WARTS AND ALL THE WAY INSTEAD OF A PHONY TOAST YOU DESERVE AN HONEST ROAST SO LET’S ALL RAISE A GLASS TO MY FAVORITE PAIN IN THE ASS To Sir Toby! SIR ANDREW & FABIAN & BUDDIES: To Sir Toby! FESTE: YOU’RE THE WORST YOU’RE A SLOUCH A POTATO GONE BAD ON THE COUCH YOU’RE A LEECH AND A GLUT AND YOUR EGO’S AS BIG AS YOUR GUT YOUR BURPS ARE SO FAMOUS THEY’RE PART OF YOUR NAME YOU SMELL LIKE PERFUME MADE OF WHISKEY AND SHAME SO LET ME TELL YOU FIRST THAT YOU ARE THE WORST SIR ANDREW & FABIAN & BUDDIES: YOU ARE THE WORST! FESTE: WHO IS THE WORST? SIR ANDREW & FABIAN & BUDDIES: TOBY’S THE WORST! SIR ANDREW: A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. FESTE: To Sir Andrew! SIR TOBY & FABIAN & BUDDIES: To Sir Andrew! FESTE YOU’RE THE WORST SIR TOBY & FABIAN & BUDDIES: YOU’RE THE WORST! FESTE: YOU’RE A DRAG CAN’T FLIRT YOUR WAY OUT OF A PAPER BAG YOU’RE A WIMP AND NAIVE IT SAYS GULLIBLE THERE ON YOUR SLEEVE SIR ANDREW: (checking his sleeve) Where?! FESTE: SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE BUT TRUST ME, YOU CAN’T YOU’VE THE WIT OF A TOAD AND THE BRAIN OF AN ANT SO LET ME TELL YOU FIRST THAT YOU ARE THE WORST! SIR TOBY & FABIAN & BUDDIES: YOU ARE THE WORST FESTE: WHO IS THE WORST? SIR TOBY & FABIAN & BUDDIES: ANDREW’S THE WORST! (Enter MARIA) MARIA: What a caterwauling do you keep here! For the love o' God, peace! SIR TOBY: To Maria! FESTE , SIR ANDREW & FABIAN & BUDDIES: To Maria! SIR TOBY: YOU’RE THE WORST! FESTE, SIR ANDREW & FABIAN & BUDDIES: YOU’RE THE WORST! SIR TOBY: YOU’RE THE…. Actually, Maria’s kind of the best, I got nothing. Anyone? FESTE, SIR TOBY, SIR ANDREW & FABIAN & BUDDIES: (Murmuring in agreement) No, yeah, she’s pretty great. / Can’t think of anything readily. / Hmm, you’re right. SIR TOBY: To Feste! SIR ANDREW, FABIAN & MARIA & BUDDIES: To Feste!! SIR TOBY: YOU’RE THE WORST! FABIAN & MARIA & BUDDIES: YOU’RE THE WORST! SIR ANDREW: YOU’RE A FOOL!! FESTE: Clever. SIR TOBY: AND YOU THINK YOU’RE JUST TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL YOU’RE A SMART-ASS SIR ANDREW: A SMART-ASS! SIR TOBY: AND A BUM SIR ANDREW: BUM-BUM! SIR TOBY AND YOUR JOKES ARE ALL PRETTY DUMB SIR ANDREW: NOW WHO’S DUMB? SIR TOBY: YOU TRY TOO SINCERELY TO PLEASE EVERY CROWD AND YOU PLAY THE ACCORDION FOR CRYING OUT LOUD FESTE: It’s a beautiful instrument! SIR TOBY: SO LET ME TELL YOU FIRST THAT YOU ARE THE WORST! SIR ANDREW, MARIA & FABIAN & BUDDIES: YOU ARE THE WORST! SIR TOBY: WHO IS THE WORST? SIR ANDREW, MARIA & FABIAN & BUDDIES: FESTE’S THE WORST! SIR TOBY: No, I’m the worst! SIR ANDREW: No, I’m the worst!! MARIA: Ladies, ladies, you’re both pretty much the worst. FESTE, SIR TOBY, SIR ANDREW, FABIAN & MARIA & BUDDIES: GOOD FRIENDS HAVE X-RAY VISION THEY SEE THROUGH THE MASK THAT YOU WEAR GOOD FRIENDS LAUGH IN DERISION TO SHOW YOU THAT THEY CARE! Enter MALVOLIO, cutting off the music like a record scratch MALVOLIO: My masters, are you mad? Do you make an alehouse of my lady's house? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you? SIR TOBY: To Malvolio! FESTE, SIR TOBY, SIR ANDREW, FABIAN & MARIA & BUDDIES: To Malvolio! MALVOLIO: (Flattered) To me? SIR TOBY: YOU’RE THE WORST MALVOLIO: The worst?! SIR TOBY: YOU’RE A FROWN MALVOLIO: Have you no manners? SIR TOBY: AND YOU POOP EVERY PARTY IN TOWN MALVOLIO: This is much credit to you! SIR TOBY: YOU’RE A SNOB MALVOLIO: Sir Toby, I must be- SIR TOBY: AND A SNITCH MALVOLIO: I must be round with you- SIR TOBY: A HIGH-HORSE RIDIN’ SON OF A… MARIA: GUN! SIR TOBY: YOU THINK JUST CAUSE YOU NEVER HAVE ANY FUN SIR ANDREW: THAT EVERYONE ELSE SHALL ALSO HAVE NONE! SIR TOBY I’M SURE I’M NOT THE FIRST TO SAY YOU’RE THE WORST FESTE, SIR ANDREW, FABIAN & MARIA & BUDDIES: YOU ARE THE WORST! MALVOLIO: I’m not the worst! FESTE, SIR TOBY, SIR ANDREW, FABIAN & MARIA & BUDDIES: MALVOLIO’S THE WORST FESTE: He’s actually the worst though. FESTE, SIR TOBY, SIR ANDREW, FABIAN & MARIA & BUDDIES: YOU ARE THE WORST! LET’S HEAR IT FOR YOUR TRUE FRIENDS WHO TELL YA STRAIGHT TO YOUR FACE THAT YOU’RE A DISGRACE! HEAR HEAR!
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FESTE: I CAN TELL YOU ANYTHING, MY FRIEND EXCEPT HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU CAUSE I KNOW YOU DON’T RETURN IT THOUGH AIN’T IT OBVIOUS, MY FRIEND I’M NOT MYSELF AROUND YOU BUT I LIKE WHO I AM TURNING INTO ‘CAUSE I BEEN MISSING PARTS OF ME BUT WHEN I’M WITH YOU, I FEEL PUT BACK TOGETHER AND I KNOW I SHOULDN’T SAY IT BUT BABY, WHY DON’T YOU SEE IT? IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT I FEEL FOR YOU? DO YOU FEEL IT TOO? IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT WE’RE FEELING? IS THIS NOT LOVE? ORSINO: Once more, Cesario, Get thee to yond same sovereign cruelty. Tell her my love. VIOLA: But if she cannot love you, sir? DUKE ORSINO: I cannot be so answered. FESTE: I’M DESPONDENCE DRESSED LIKE CONFIDENCE A LAMB IN LION’S CLOTHES I WANNA HOLD YOU SO BAD AND I’M NOT THE ONE YOU CHOSE BUT SOMETIMES YOUR EYES CATCH MINE AND I DARE THINK IT OH I THINK YOU KNOW IT IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT I FEEL FOR YOU? DO YOU FEEL IT TOO? IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT WE’RE FEELING? IS THIS NOT LOVE? VIOLA: Say that some lady, as perhaps there is, Hath for your love a great a pang of heart As you have for Olivia: you cannot love her; You tell her so; must she not then be answered? DUKE ORSINO: Make no compare Between that love a woman can bear me And that I owe Olivia. VIOLA: Ay, but I know-- DUKE ORSINO: What dost thou know? VIOLA: Too well what love women to men may owe: In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man As it might be, perhaps, were I woman, I should your lordship. ORSINO: And what’s her history? VIOLA: She never told her love. She pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? ORSINO: But died thy sister of her love, my boy? VIOLA: …I know not. FESTE: WILL I DIE WITHOUT SAYING A THING? WILL I WAIT HERE FOR YEARS SILENTLY? OR WILL I RISK IT ALL LAY BARE MY HEART AND SAY IT BABY I GOTTA SAY IT BABY IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT I FEEL FOR YOU? OH I KNOW YOU FEEL IT TOO IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT WE’RE FEELING WE’RE FEELING I KNOW WE’RE FEELING IT, YEAH IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT… VIOLA: Sir, shall I to this lady? DUKE ORSINO: To her in haste. Give her this jewel. (Exit VIOLA) DUKE ORSINO: (offering a coin to the FESTE) There's for thy pains. FESTE: (Refusing the coin) No pains, sir. I take pleasure in it.
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MALVOLIO: IT ALL COMES DOWN TO LUCK IN THIS WILD, WICKED WORLD BUT LUCK DOESN’T HAVE INFALLIBILITY FOR LUCK HAD THE NERVE TO MAKE ME ONE WHO SERVES WHEN IT’S PLAIN TO SEE I OUGHT TO BE NOBILITY EVEN THE COUNTESS TREATS ME WITH SUPERIOR RESPECT I’M CLEARLY HER FAVORITE IN THE HOUSE SHE HINTED ONCE THAT SHOULD SHE EVER MARRY, SHE HOPES SOMEONE LIKE ME WOULD BE HER SPOUSE SO, WHAT’S THE LIKELY THEORY TO ESPOUSE? I COULD BE COUNT MALVOLIO! LORD OF THE ESTATE DRESSED IN ALL THE FINEST SILK AND MASTER OF MY FATE I’D SUMMON ALL MY MINIONS IN A MOST MAJESTIC TONE THEN ONCE THEY ALL ARRIVED I’D TELL THEM, “LEAVE ME ALONE!” IMAGINE COUNT MALVOLIO MARRIED UP AND UP WATCHING ALL MY FORTUNES AS THEY GREW THEY’LL ALL WISH THEY’D BEEN NICE ONCE I RE-LOAD THE DICE WHEN I FINALLY GET MY DUE I’D SEND SEVEN SERVANTS OFF TO FETCH MY UNCLE TOBY THEN I’D WAIT THERE WITH A MOST IMPATIENT FROWN I’D FIDDLE WITH MY DIAMOND-STUDDED WRISTWATCH AS I LOUNGE UPON A BED OF FLUFFY DOWN THEN TOBY WOULD APPROACH ME WITH A CURTSY I’D EXTEND MY REGAL HAND FOR HIM TO KISS BUT INSTEAD OF MY CUSTOMARY COURTESY I’D INDUBITABLY LECTURE HIM LIKE THIS: “NOW THAT I’M MARRIED TO THE COUNTESS, AT LAST IT IS MY RIGHT TO SPEAK THE TRUTH. YOU MUST AMEND YOUR DRINKING AND CAROUSING, AND THAT ANDREW FRIEND OF YOURS MUST GO. HE’S SIMPLY UNCOUTH!” AND HE’LL SAY “COUNT MALVOLIO, PLEASE FORGIVE MY FLAWS. I’M JUST A LOUSY LIAR WHO THINKS HE’S ABOVE THE LAWS. IF ONLY YOU COULD TEACH ME HOW TO BE SO REFINED!” BUT I’D SAY: “SORRY TOBY, THERE’S NO HOPE FOR YOUR VULGAR MIND!” JUST PICTURE COUNT MALVOLIO HONORED AND ADORED MY DESTINY WOULD ALL BE COMING TRUE THEY’LL ALL WISH THEY’D BEEN SWEET WELL THEY CAN KISS MY FEET WHEN I FINALLY GET MY DUE!
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MALVOLIO: I KNOW I WASN’T DREAMING OR GETTING CARRIED AWAY MY LADY TRULY LOVES ME HER MISSIVE’S PLAIN AS DAY! THE CLUES ARE ADDING UP THE LETTERS IN MY NAME NOW ALL I HAVE TO DO IS PLAY HER GAME! THEN I’LL BE COUNT MALVOLIO IF I PLAY ALONG ACT SURLY TO THE SERVANTS AND TELL TOBY THAT HE’S WRONG I’LL SPORT MY YELLOW STOCKINGS AND CROSS-GARTER EVERY LACE AND I’LL ALWAYS WEAR A MONUMENTAL SMILE ON MY FACE! TIL I AM COUNT MALVOLIO I WILL ACE EACH TEST MY FORTUNATE UNHAPPY PUTS ME TO MY INSTRUCTIONS ARE CLEAR SO THE DAY’S DRAWING NEAR WHEN I’LL FINALLY GET MY DUE! MALVOLIO: I SHALL BE MALVOLIO & ILLYRIANS: COUNT MALVOLIO MALVOLIO: BY THE GRACE OF JOVE! I THANK MY LUCKY STARS FOR COMING THROUGH I’LL DO ALL THAT SHE SAID AND THEN WHEN WE ARE WED I WILL FINALLY GET YES, I’LL FINALLY GET MY DUE! ILLYRIANS: YOU’LL GET YOUR DUE! MALVOLIO: MY DUE! ILLYRIANS: YOU’LL GET YOUR DUE! MALVOLIO & ILLYRIANS: YOUR/MY DUE!
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ILLYRIETTES: DID YOU HEAR THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET? DID YOU HEAR THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET? FESTE: THE COUNTESS HAS IT BAD FOR SOMEBODY DID YOU KNOW? IDANIA, LOLA, NATALIE: OOH! KELLY, MAYELYN, ARIANNE: WHO?? FESTE: SHE LIKES THAT NEW KID IN TOWN CALLED CESARIO! ILLYRIETTES: CESARIO? MAYELYN: I DON’T BLAME HER HE MAKES ME WEAK IN THE KNEES! KELLY: ORSINO MUST NOT BE TOO PLEASED ARIANNE: ORSINO ONLY WANTS WHAT HE CAN’T HAVE! LOLA: AIN’T THAT THE TRUTH! FESTE: SO DOES OLIVIA ILLYRIETTES & FESTE: SO DOES OLIVIA FESTE: AND DID YOU HEAR MALVOLIO’S DRESSING UP AND ACTING CRAZY? NATALIE: HAS HE GONE CRAZY? ARIANNE: CRAZY FOR OLIVIA! ILLYRIETTES: EVERYONE’S CRAZY FOR HER MAYELYN: SO CRAZY IN LOVE KELLY: UGH, MALVOLIO’S THE WORST! MAYELYN: BUT THEY TEASE HIM SO! ARIANNE: OH COME ON NOW, HE DESERVES IT THOUGH! IDANIA: MORE ABOUT CESARIO! HE’S SUCH A MYSTERY NATALIE: YEAH WHERE’D HE COME FROM? LOLA: WHAT’S HIS HISTORY? FESTE & ILLYRIETTES: EVERYONE WANTS WHO THEY DON’T GOT AND EVERYONE’S BEING SOMEBODY THEY’RE NOT IS IT TRUE? IS IT TRUE? WHO’S GONNA END UP WITH WHO? GIVE ME THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET DID YOU HEAR THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET?
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MALVOLIO: I SHALL BE COUNT MALVOLIO SOONER THAN I THOUGHT THERE’S NOTHING LEFT THAT’S STANDING IN MY WAY SEE, THE LADY AGREES I SHALL BE AS I PLEASE AND I’LL FINALLY GET MY DUE!
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TOBY: BOY, THE GAUNTLET HAS BEEN THROWN YOU’VE BEEN CHALLENGED TO A FIGHT THIS BROTHER’S OUT FOR BLOOD VIOLA: WHO WANTS TO FIGHT ME? WHY? YOU GOT THE WRONG GUY! TOBY: HE THINKS THAT YOU BEEN TALKING SMACK BEHIND HIS TATTOOED, MUSCLED BACK SO NOW HE’S GONNA MAKE YOU PAY VIOLA: WHAT KINDA MAN IS HE ANYWAY? TOBY: HE’S THE MOST WANTED KILLER IN ILLYRIA AND HE IS HERE TO BREAK YOUR NECK VIOLA: I FORGOT! I HAVE A THING. GOTTA GO. RAIN CHECK? TOBY: STOP BEING SUCH A GIRL AND ASK YOURSELF TOBY & ILLYRIANS & FESTE & ILLYRIETTES: WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? ARE YOU GONNA RUN, RUN AWAY? OR ARE YOU GONNA SAVE THE DAY? WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? ARE YOU GONNA FREEZE OR TAKE FLIGHT? OR YOU MAN ENOUGH TO FIGHT? WHOA AY OH OH OH WHOA AY OH OH OH WHOA AY OH OH OH WHOA AY OH OH OH SIR TOBY: THIS KID IS NOT MESSING AROUND HE NEARLY BIT MY EAR OFF SIR ANDREW: What?! SIR TOBY: HE’S A BLACK BELT OF THE HIGHEST RANKS SIR ANDREW: UM NOPE NEVERMIND NO THANKS SIR TOBY: IT’S TOO LATE NOW HE’S COMING SOON TO HAVE HIS DEADLY WAY WITH YOU I TRIED TO TALK HIM DOWN BUT HE THREW ME TO THE GROUND SIR ANDREW: I DON’T STAND A CHANCE! I DON’T WANNA DIE! SIR TOBY: C’MON AND PUT ON YOUR BIG BOY PANTS AND DECIDE SIR TOBY & ILLYRIANS & FESTE & ILLYRIETTES: WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? ARE YOU GONNA RUN, RUN AWAY OR ARE YOU GONNA SAVE THE DAY? WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? ARE YOU GONNA FREEZE OR TAKE FLIGHT? OR ARE YOU MAN ENOUGH TO FIGHT? WHOA AY OH OH OH WHOA AY OH OH OH WHOA AY OH OH OH WHOA AY OH OH OH VIOLA: WHAT KIND OF MAN AM I GONNA BE? IF I FIGHT HIM, THEY’LL FIND OUT I’M NO KIND OF MAN TODAY BUT IF I DON’T THEY’LL THINK I’M NOT MUCH OF A MAN ANYWAY MY BROTHER IS THE ONE WHO CAN THROW A PUNCH I WAS THE WIMPY KID WHO SAT ALONE AT LUNCH BUT HEY, IF THESE PANTS HAVE MADE ME A LOVER MAYBE THESE GLOVES CAN MAKE ME A FIGHTER VIOLA: THEY ALL THINK I’M MAN ENOUGH TO FIGHT OH DISGUISE COULD THEY BE RIGHT? SIR ANDREW: STAY CALM, STAY CALM I MISS MY MOM I’M NOT THIS TYPE OF KNIGHT! SIR ANDREW & VIOLA: WHAT KIND OF MAN AM I? WHAT KIND OF MAN IS HE? WHAT KIND OF MAN AM I SUPPOSED TO BE? SIR TOBY: MOMENT OF TRUTH, MY MEN PUSH HAS COME TO SHOVE SAY A PRAYER HOLD UP YOUR GLOVE NOWHERE TO RUN SO TELL ME, SON SIR TOBY & ILLYRIANS & ILLYRIETTES: WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? VIOLA / SIR ANDREW: I’M GONNA BE SIR TOBY & ILLYRIANS & ILLYRIETTES: WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? VIOLA / SIR ANDREW: I’M GONNA BE SIR TOBY & ILLYRIANS & ILLYRIETTES: WHAT KIND OF MAN ARE YOU GONNA BE? GONNA BE? GONNA BE? GONNA BE? GONNA BE-
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VIOLA: HE CALLED ME SEBASTIAN SEBASTIAN ARE YOU STILL OUT THERE SOMEWHERE? COULD THAT BE TRUE? SEBASTIAN WHAT WOULD YOU DO? WHO AM I BESIDES HALF OF YOU?
16.
Greatness 02:33
MALVOLIO: I HATE THE DARK I’M NOT CRAZY IS THAT A BAT?! AM I CRAZY? I DID EXACTLY WHAT SHE SAID TO DO I SHOULD’VE KNOWN THIS WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE IS THIS WHAT I GET FOR DOING EVERYTHING RIGHT? IS THIS MY DUE? IF SOME ARE BORN GREAT AND SOME ACHIEVE GREATNESS AND SOME HAVE GREATNESS THRUST UPON THEM THEN I CAN’T HELP THAT I WAS BORN GREAT! I DIDN’T ASK TO BE THE BEST THINGS WOULD BE MUCH EASIER BEING AVERAGE LIKE THE REST NO ONE’S EVER UNDERSTOOD ME IT’S NOTHING REALLY NEW IN MIDDLE SCHOOL THEY LOCKED ME IN A LOCKER ALWAYS PICKED ME LAST IN GYM CLASS SOCCER I THINK EVERYONE WAS SCARED BECAUSE OF HOW VIRTUOUS AND SMART I WAS CAUSE MY MOM SAID: ‘DON’T LET THE BULLIES GET YOU DOWN, MALVOLIO. YOU’RE A VERY SPECIAL BOY, MALVOLIO. AND SOMEDAY THEY’LL ALL SEE SO WHY HAS NO ONE REALIZED MY GREATNESS BUT ME? THEY SAY I’M SNOBBY BUT I JUST HAVE HIGH STANDARDS FOR MY PRECIOUS TIME IS THAT A CRIME? THEY SAY I’M POWER HUNGRY BUT I’M JUST FOLLOWING MY DREAM OF RISING STRONG IS THAT SO WRONG? THEY SAY I’M VAIN BUT LOVING YOURSELF IS A HEALTHY THING! THEY SAY I’M STRICT BUT SOMEONE’S GOT TO KEEP THINGS RUNNING! I’M CRAZY, SO THEY SAY WELL CALL ME CRAZY, BUT IF BEING ME IS CRAZY THEN LET THEM LAUGH AWAY! YES, I WAS BORN GREAT AND I WILL ACHIEVE GREATNESS AND I WON’T BE AFRAID OF MY OWN FATE I’LL WRITE THEM ALL A LETTER SAYING I DESERVE MUCH BETTER AND MOM, I’LL MAKE YOU PROUD, JUST YOU WAIT SOMETIMES IT’S LONELY BEING GREAT
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FESTE: SEBASTIAN SEBASTIAN SEBASTIAN: MY SISTER IS THE ONE WHO KNOWS WHAT TO DO WHAT WOULD SHE CHOOSE IN MY UNTIED SHOES? PLAY ALONG OR TRY AND SUSS OUT WHAT WENT WRONG? THE LADY THINKS I’M SOMEONE ELSE BUT SHE MAKES ME FEEL MORE LIKE MYSELF SO… I’M NOT SURE! WHO AM I BESIDES HOW I LOOK TO HER? OH OH OLIVIA! OLIVIA: Blame not this haste of mine. If you mean well, Now go with me and with this holy man Into the chantry by: there, before him, Plight me the full assurance of your faith; That my most jealous and too doubtful soul May live at peace. What do you say? SEBASTIAN: I'll follow this good man, and go with you; And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. FESTE: By the power vested in me by the state of Illyria, I now pronounce you, Cesario and Olivia, husband and wife! You may kiss the groom! YOU ARE NOW BELOVED!
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ILLYRIETTES: DID YOU HEAR THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET? DID YOU HEAR THE WORD, WORD, WORD ON THE STREET? FESTE: THERE’S BEEN SOME TOP SECRET NUPTIALS, DID YOU KNOW? IDANIA: IS IT THE DUKE? LOLA: THE COUNTESS? ILLYRIETTES: WHO?! FESTE: OLIVIA ELOPED WITH CESARIO KELLY: AN ELOPEMENT! ARIANNE: I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY GYPPED US OF A ROYAL WEDDING! MAYELYN: SO ROMANTIC THOUGH! KELLY: DOES ORSINO KNOW ‘BOUT THE NEW ‘IT’ COUPLE OF ILLYRIA! IDANIA CESARIOLIVIA!!! FESTE & ILLYRIETTES: IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON! IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON! IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON! PLAY ON! PLAY ON!
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VIOLA: SEBASTIAN! SEBASTIAN: MY SISTER, FINALLY! VIOLA: SEBASTIAN! SEBASTIAN: WHY ARE YOU DRESSED LIKE ME? VIOLA & SEBASTIAN: I THOUGHT I’D LOST YOU AND I WAS LOST TOO VIOLA: SO I WORE YOUR SHOES AND THEY MADE ME STRONG BUT NOW THAT YOU’RE FOUND I THINK I’VE BEEN HERE ALL ALONG BECAUSE MAYBE THE MAN I TRIED TO BE IS THE GIRL I ALWAYS WAS SO DISGUISE, YOU WERE THE DEVIL’S BLESSING YOU TURNED A MIRROR BACK AT ME AND FOR THE FIRST TIME I THINK I LIKE WHAT I SEE NOW I CAN PUT YOU BACK ON THE SHELF AND CHANGE INTO MYSELF
20.
ORSINO: VIOLA I WANT YOU I NEED YOU TO LET ME BE YOUR MAN NOW I UNDERSTAND I WANT YOU VIOLA: I WANT YOU VIOLA & ORSINO: I NEED YOU (VIOLA gets down on one knee) VIOLA: SO TELL ME IF YOU MIGHT MARRY ME TONIGHT?
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MALVOLIO: I WAS BORN GREAT AND I WILL ACHIEVE GREATNESS AND I’LL THRUST MY GREATNESS ALL OVER YOUR FACES I’VE LET YOU WIN FOR FAR TOO LONG SO WATCH OUT, I’M GONNA PROVE YOU BULLIES WRONG! DANCERS! AND BEFORE I AM THROUGH I’LL GET EVEN WITH YOU YES, YOU’RE GONNA GET THE WHOLE PACK OF YOU YOU’RE ALL GONNA GET AND YOU AND YOU AND YOU YOUR DUE! SO LONG, SUCKERS!
22.
THE WEDDING SINGER (MS. JETT): IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT I FEEL FOR YOU? DO YOU FEEL IT TOO? IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE? FULL COMPANY: IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT I FEEL FOR YOU? DO YOU FEEL IT TOO? IS THIS NOT LOVE? IS THIS NOT LOVE? LOVE! LOVE! LOVE! LOVE!
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FESTE, OSI, ANNIE: LET’S TRADE PLACES FOR A DAY YOU BE ME AND I’LL BE YOU FESTE, HASAAN, JOSUE: YOU WALK MY STREET I’LL WEAR YOUR SHOES FESTE, KA KEITH, KHALIL: MEET ME HERE WHEN DAY IS DONE FESTE, ROSLYN, KNEECO: WE’LL SWITCH BACK TO OUR OWN SKIN FESTE, ADI, EIRENE AND TELL EACH OTHER WHERE WE BEEN SAYIN’ FULL COMPANY: I HAD NO CLUE, I HAD NO CLUE WHAT YOU GO THROUGH I JUST ASSUMED, BUT I ASSUMED THINGS THAT AIN’T TRUE BUT I FEEL WHERE YOU’RE COMING FROM CAUSE NOW I BEEN THERE TOO AND I SEE THROUGH THE EYES OF ANOTHER FESTE: EYES OF ANOTHER ALL: HEAR THROUGH THE EARS OF SOMEBODY ELSE IF WE’D OPEN OUR HEARTS TO EACH OTHER’S BEAT WHAT A BETTER WORLD IT COULD BE ILLYRIETTES: WHAT A BETTER WHAT, WHAT A BETTER WHAT A BETTER WHAT, WHAT A BETTER WHAT A BETTER WHAT, WHAT MALVOLIO: A BETTER WORLD IT COULD BE FESTE: One, two, one, two three! ALL: IF WE’D SEE THROUGH THE EYES OF ANOTHER FESTE: EYES OF ANOTHER ALL: HEAR THROUGH THE EARS OF SOMEBODY ELSE IF WE’D OPEN OUR HEARTS TO EACH OTHER’S BEAT WHAT A BETTER WORLD IT COULD BE FESTE: IF WE’D ONLY ALL: SEE THROUGH THE EYES OF ANOTHER FESTE: EYES OF ANOTHER ALL: HEAR THROUGH THE EARS OF SOMEBODY ELSE IF WE’D OPEN OUR HEARTS TO EACH OTHER’S BEAT WHAT A BETTER WORLD IT COULD BE WHAT A BETTER WORLD IT COULD BE

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released December 2, 2016

All Music & Lyrics by Shaina Taub
All Vocals*, Piano*, Accordion & Rhodes by Shaina Taub
Produced by Shaina Taub and Dean Sharenow
Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Dean Sharenow at Steel Cut Audio

*Piano for Tracks 1, 2, 9, 21, 22, 23 - David Farrell Melton
*Vocals for Tracks 10, 11, 16 - Andrew Kober

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