Multimedia and dramatized Concert in five Episodes,
for acting Voice and Ensemble (Instrumental Suite Version)

Giacomo Segulia, Acting Voice

Ensemble:
Giovanni Nevyjel, Jazz Trumpet
Ludovica Borsatti, Accordion
Marco Viezzer, Pianoforte
Lorenzo Ghirardini, Doublebass
Nicola Pisano, Percussions (Vibraphone, Snare Drum)

Conducted by Matteo Chiodini

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Audio recording: Sala Tartini, Trieste (Italy), 17. January 2024
Elia Zupin, Technical support for audio recording
Roberto Borin and Lorenzo Bosich, Audio Editing and Mixing

V. ...and Who are You? (Finale)

IV. You. You, You: You! You? (Dream)

III. Enviro-nment (Rondò-Passacaglia)

II. Printing, a ditto device... (Minimal)

I. Mass-Age? ...and how! (Prelude)

Dive into the whimsical world of Lewis Carroll’s Alice's Adventures in Wonderland 🌈✨ as we explore its enchanting themes, memorable characters, and intricate literary devices 📚🎩. In this episode, we analyze a range of sources, including a comprehensive guide from LitCharts that provides plot summaries and character descriptions 📖🔍. We also discuss SparkNotes’ deeper interpretations of Alice's journey as a representation of childhood transitioning into adulthood 🌱👧. Plus, we'll look at the full text of the novel from Project Gutenberg and an insightful essay from Alice-in-Wonderland.net that examines the potential autobiographical elements in Carroll's writing 📝🌟. Join us as we unlock the secrets behind this classic tale and its enduring impact on literature and culture 🌍❤️. Don't forget to like, subscribe, and share your favorite moments from the story in the comments below! 💬👍

Alice in Wonderland: The Legacy of Lewis Carroll

High Tea Lecture in conjunction with the Magritte Exhibition 2024, presented by Lizzy Marshall on Saturday 30 November. 

Join lecturer Lizzy Marshall as she delves into the surreal world of René Magritte and explores how the artist challenges our perceptions of reality by combining images of ordinary objects with witty texts. 

Inspired by English poet and novelist Lewis Carroll, Marshall will take you on a journey where visuals and language interrupt one another and demonstrate how easily meaning can be turned upside down.

Lizzy Marshall is an independent curator, writer and sessional academic at the University of New South Wales School of Art & Design. She has held curatorial positions at the National Gallery of Ireland and the Hugh Lane Gallery in Dublin. 

Lizzy Marshall: High Tea Lecture - Magritte and the Mad Hatter

A trip through Wonderland with the Witch

Time has stopped
At 6 o'clock
in the hatter's mad emporium
wonders snap
wonders pop
It all seems so
Victorian
Where ravens are like
writing desks
In a raven sanitorium
That's made from felt
of a beaver's pelt
in a beaver crematorium
torium, torium, torium
curioser and curiouser
she opened up the lid
she knows not what she did
it says eat me
it says eat me
it says eat me
eat me
Time has stopped
at 6'oclock
he says with some
decorum
I must shake
And stay awake
in the Hatter's Mad Emporium
We take our tea
At 6 p.p.
In the Raven Auditorium
It's made from felt
of a beaver's pelt
in the beaver crematorium
torium, torium, torium
curioser and curiouser
she opened up the lid
furiouser and furiouser
she knows not what she did
it says eat me
it says eat me
it says eat me
eat me, eat me, eat me

Hatter's Mad Emporium - Final

CHORUS]
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock,
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock"

[INTRO]
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.

[VERSE]
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
      The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
      The frumious Bandersnatch!”

[CHORUS]
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock,
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock"

[PRE-CHORUS]
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
      Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
      And stood awhile in thought.

[BRIDGE]
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
      The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
      And burbled as it came!

[CHORUS]
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock,
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock"

[VERSE]
One, two! One, two! And through and through
      The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
      He went galumphing back.
He left it dead, and with its head
      He went galumphing back.

[Celesta solo]

[OUTRO]
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
      Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
      He chortled in his joy.
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
      He chortled in his joy.

Jabberwock

[CHORUS]
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock,
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock"

[INTRO]
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
      And the mome raths outgrabe.

[VERSE]
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
      The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
      The frumious Bandersnatch!”

[CHORUS]
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock,
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock"

[PRE-CHORUS]
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
      Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
      And stood awhile in thought.

[BRIDGE]
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
      The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
      And burbled as it came!

[CHORUS]
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock,
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
“Beware the Jabberwock"

[VERSE]
One, two! One, two! And through and through
      The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
      He went galumphing back.
He left it dead, and with its head
      He went galumphing back.

[Celesta solo]

[OUTRO]
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
      Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
      He chortled in his joy.
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
      He chortled in his joy.

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