#ride the cyclone 2015

[somepancakeonline5377]

Save me Chicago Shakespeare 2015 Production Nischa..,,,,…,, save me Chicago Shakespeare 2015 Production Nisha..,,,, ough they make me ill in the head I tell you ough

[forgottendolly]

Since we finally have a (mostly) clear audio recording of a full The Ballad Of Jane Doe from 2015, here are the lyrics! Corrections welcome!

Some might say we’re released, Pushing daises, Deceased.

But at the end of the day we’re just dead.

Kingdom come, paradise,

Peaceful soul,

Must be nice to have a body attached to their head.

Not for me,

Not for me,

Not for me,

Not for me.

Makes no sense, to fear death.

Breathing out that last breath,

For we all know the worms must be fed.

There’s just one lingering fear,

Oh my soul, is it here?

Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?

Oh my soul,

Oh my soul,

Oh my soul,

Oh my soul.

Oooh

Oooh

Aaaah

Oh no soul, and no name,

and no story, what a shame.

Cruel existence was only a sham.

Oh Saint Peter, let me in,

You must know who I’ve been.

Won’t you tell them at last who I am?

Who I am,

Who I am,

Who I am,

Who I am,

Who I am,

Who I am,

Who I am,

Who I am.

Oooh

Oooh

Aaaah

And from the ground, beneath my feet,

I hear the anguish of the street.

(A choir never complete!)

And like an old forgotten tune,

A song that no one knows,

Forgot how it goes.

Just John and me,

Forever eternally,

Jane Doe.

No one around, to mourn or cry.

Not great decent (ascent?) up to the sky

(No one to sing, no one to sigh!)

All sprung from wombs, then stuck in tombs,

Now no one living knows,

And that’s how it goes.

Just John and me,

Forever eternally,

Jane doe.

And I’m asking,

‘why Lord? If this is how I die, Lord, why be left with no family or no friends?’

I’ve no celebration,

Just this consolation,

Time eats all his children in the end.

A melody floats through the air.

When silence falls, does no one care?

(Does anyone care?)

Another sad, forgotten tune.

Another song that no one knows,

And that’s how it goes.

Just John and me,

Forever eternally,

Jane doe.

(And she’s asking ‘Why, Lord?’)

Why oh, why oh, why?

(This is no way to die lord!)

No one to sing, no one to sigh.

Now that all is said and done,

Isn’t there anyone to tell me who I am?

(No singing songs of celebration!)

Ah ah ah ah

(Just this sorry speculation)

Aaaaaahh

Like John, I’ll be eternally a forgotten name,

Some lost refrain,

Just Jane.

Jane…

Doe~

(A melody floats through the air, when silence falls, does no one care? Jane Doe!)

[fizzle-y]

holy jeez we never land

[finleyforevermore]

FINALLY GONNA LISTEN TO THE 2015 RTC SONG CYCLE!!! Gonna be live-blogging my thoughts as I listen! :)

@pennyjane i know you've been absolutely ecstatic over the audio discovery so here's a tag for you if you wanna read my thoughts!! :)

[tr0ubl3d-tr4n53nd3r]

I can NOT believe that they cut the line after "how can she have speech after this?"

Noel saying "I wouldn't put it past her" is so funny

[dawningfairytale]

i adore all of the rtc opening songs like yes give me chaos! give me tragedy! give me carnival! haunt me! trap me in a world of wonder!

[meowydoe]

All these new bootlegs coming out/into light after The Incident feels like mockery atp 😔😔 /j /lh

[newts-frogs-toads]

BTW @/Sarinaamy on YouTube has all the old 2015 full versions of all the rtc songs with lyrics so u should go subscribe to them :)

[justarandombrit]

Okay, I finally decided to get all my thoughts about 2015 RTC (14/02/2015) into a sort of comprehensive, semi chronological list.

. We already had a Tragic Fact recording, but it's nice to have options. Also they REALLY want you to know they'll be damned if they're working at the mall

. I love Sarah Jane Peltzer's voice

. U.R.A.N.I.U.M is nice, but, God it's hard to hear the lyrics

. According to Kholby, Noel canonically would've written "bisexual werewolf stories", and I just think Noel's terrible writing should be focused on more in fanworks

. Noel's Lament is essentially the same, but it was the version where Monique has a kid. I get why they cut it

. Ocean's dad being left-wing and her mum being right-wing makes for a really interesting conflict, and contextualises "Some of us are left-wing, some of us are right wing..."

. The full version of Play To Win is so different to how imagined it. (And pretty ableist, so yikes) Very catchy though. And I love Rielle Braid.

. Tbh I understand why the crowd loved Play To Win so much.

. As an avid Ocean fan, I really enjoy Brooke Maxwell's whole speech about her character.

. I'd love to see a woman play Mischa in an actual production, however...

. No "take a look baby, he's the real ka-ching"?

. No "Shawtyyyyyy"?

. Is this song even awesome?!?!?

. Talia:

. Let me tell you, I was jumping for joy when Small Things Become Big Things started playing. Well, more accurately, I was so happy I could have jumped for joy but I was saving my energy for other matters.

. References aside, STBBT was almost exactly how I expected it to be, although it was slightly short

. "Once I saw a homeless person eat a raccoon" I love Elliot Loran.

. "Okay, I'm totally having a nervous breakdown right now and I'm going to go grab a beer, and you guys should go grab a beer cause it's intermission" I. Love. Elliot. Loran!

. Early Space Age Bachelor Man was somehow even crazier, also, is it bad that I prefer "Their generals are on holiday, Oh Ricky Potts, what should we do?" to the current one?

. "I spent a lot of time staring at other people's skin and wishing it was my skin" I also love Sarah Jane Peltzer.

. The early Ballad was a lot more on the nose than the current one. Special shout-out to the lyrics: "At the end of the day we're just dead" and "It must be nice, To have a body attached to their head"

."AMELODYFLOATSTHROUGHTHEAITWHENSILENCEFALLSDOESNOONECARE"

. As always, Sugar Cloud is brilliant.

. "Isn't that recorder solo the bomb?" Did I mention I love everyone in this cast?

. Three things one guy on the team suggested: Jane gets wings and ascends into the sky. Everyone comes back to life. KARNAK GETS A SONG?!?

. It's Not A Game/ It's Just A Ride really hasn't changed much in 8 years.

. "Kelly, is there anything that doesn't make you cry?"

. La La Love: La la la, lala, la la la. La LALALA?!?

In conclusion, always check SoundCloud.

[hi-im-neil]

For the lovely @lillazyboithings here he is hope you like him!

[roobooyn]

mischa beatboxing in the 2015 chicago rtc

[viola-halogen]

Ten characters, ten fandoms, ten tags game!

Tagged by the amazing @ailendolin, thank you for the tag.

1. Robin - BBC Ghosts

2. Chris Marlowe - Bill (2015)

3. Jim Jimenez - Our Flag Means Death

4. Laszlo Cravensworth - What We Do In The Shadows

5. Anthony J. Crowley - Good Omens

6. The Fool - Realm of the Elderlings

7. Lucienne - The Sandman (TV)

8. Jane Doe - Ride The Cyclone

9. Eponine - Les Miserables

10. Rosa Diaz - Brooklyn 99

Tags (no pressure on anyone): @ash-intheflames @i-stole-jays-pudding-cup @unusual-ly @partywithponies @natequarter @thatgordongirl @spacerangersam @historicalsnail @iris-in-the-rain @m0ose-idiot

[forgottendolly]

Since we finally have a (mostly) clear audio recording of a full Play To Win (replacement What The World Needs) from 2015, here are the lyrics! Corrections and help with the missing gaps welcome!

Daddy says:

“Oh daughter dear, you fill filled my heart with pride. Your words so pure, you’re (rather?) strong, The truth was by your side.”

Oh daddy dear,

They’ve cleaned my clock,

A zillion points, to none.

May I use the phone?

“Oh, pumpkin, you need to speak to one of your friends?”

No, im calling mom!

So I called mom and I told her the whole story!

“You did what?”

I spoke from my heart about the facts,

“incentive, if you do well at this debate, You can come live with me (me, me, me…)”

(Plot point!)

“Get the pen!”

And she told me something that goes a little something like,

It goes a little something like… this!

The art to win an argument,

Ain’t change much over time.

You read and rule your conflict first,

And then you change their mind.

If the judge looks like a hippie?

Your foe’s a right-wing nut!

If the judge seems like a holy hostile penecostal?

Then your foes a godless hedonistic slut!

???

Demonize your opponents,

with personal attacks.

Quote some fake authorities,

and unrelated facts!

Create a false dilema like ‘you’re with us or you ain’t!’

Ask the class a loaded question!

‘How can you say that Adolf Hitler was a saint?’

Oh, the tale of human history is ??? (Warranted ???)

(It works on a mob every time!)

This candy coated recipe,

A black and white morality.

(That’s how we like our slime! Mhh Mhh!)

The next day, at the school debate,

My moms advice applied.

We were like marine corps Stealing cookies from girl guides

The judge gave us a standing o’

“One kid broke down and cried.”

“And the winner of Uranium city debate, Miss”Rosenburg!

And that other girl!”

Yeah we won by a freakin landslide!

Look, I even got a trophy

“We got a trophy?”

Yeah, don’t touch it, you’ll break it.

“Sorry.”

In this world there’s just one sin,

Don’t play the game unless you play to win!

(You play to win!)

Why does my opposition feel the need to defend pedophiles?

(You play to win!)

And the winner is only, Miss Rosenberg!

(You play to win!)

I’m very upset, my brother just died!

“You don’t have a brother-“

Shut up!

(You play to win!)

(And we heard it here first folks ???)

Don’t tell me there’s a better use of your ambition,

Then to wipe the floor with all your competition!

Mommy dearest said there’s only one real mission!

Play to win!

Play to win!

Play to win!

Dad was there and so was mom,

for the national debate.

But where were my opponents?

They were half an hour late!

And then this kid rolls in with a wheelchair,

And begs us to forgive!

“He needed an emergency blood transfusion,

Turns out he only had three weeks left to live!”

“Debate topic:

‘Are human beings ultimately good?’”

(You play to win!)

Are you kidding me? He’s in a wheelchair.

(You play to win!)

“How are you gonna beat this guy, Ocean?”

Shut up, Constance.

“Okay.”

(You play to win!)

What would Glenn Beck do?

(You play to win!)

Aw, and he’s blind too?

“And the opposition calls, miss Rosenberg!”

My heart began to flutter,

Tears welled in my eyes,

When I looked onto my father,

As he hung his head, and sighed.

And then I saw an Angel,

In blinding lights and sparks

With a hammer and a sickle.

It was a winged Karl Marx.

And he said:

‘Child, heaven is awesome!

And everything is free,

I’ve been palling round with Jesus.

Turns out, he’s a communist.

Just like me.’

And we got something to tell you!

(Tell us Comrade!)

And we got something to say to you!

(Say it Comrade!)

Do you wanna hear it?

(Yes!)

Let me feel that Spirit!

(Yeah!)

Can I hear it two times?

(Yeah! Yeah!)

Heh.

Let’s do this!

When you wrestle with poop

(Win or lose!)

Oh, listen to me child!

(Singing blues!)

It’s gonna get on your shoe

It’s gonna be defiled!

(Gon’ be defiled!)

When the game is over!

You’re knocking on heaven’s door!

It’s only your soul, and your soul alone, that’s keeping score

You wanna kick out the crutches from a 😕?

Push an old lady down the stairs!

Steal a piece of candy from a crying little baby?

As long as you’re winning, who cares?

Take out a kid in a wheelchair,

That’s the road to perdition.

Soon you’re gonna wind up a backstabbing,

ass grabbing,

Rubberneck politician.

When you wrestle with poop

(Win or lose!)

Oh listen to me, child!

(Singing blues!)

It’s gonna get on your shoe

(Win or lose)

It’s gonna be defiled!

(Gon’ be defiled!)

And when the game is over,

You’re knocking on Heavens door,

It’s only your soul, and your soul alone, that’s keeping score.

I said it’s only your soul alone,

That’s keeping score!

Oh yeah!

(Win or lose!)

Oh listen to me, Child!

(Singing blues!)

It’s gonna get on your shoe

(Win or lose)

It’s gonna be defiled!

(Gon’ be defiled!)

And when the game is over,

You’re knocking on Heavens door,

It’s your soul, your soul alone, that’s keeping score.

When you wrestle with poop

(Win or lose!)

Oh listen to me, child!

(Singing blues!)

It’s gonna get on your shoe

(Win or lose!)

It’s gonna be defiled!

(Gon’ be defiled!)

And when the game is over,

You’re knocking on Heavens door,

It’s your soul, your soul alone, that’s keeping score.

Who’s keeping score?

(Who’s keeping score?)

Who’s keeping score?

(Who’s keeping score?)

Who’s keeping score?

(Who’s keeping score?)

Who’s keeping score?

(Who’s keeping score?)

Who’s keeping score?

(Who’s keeping score?)

It’s only your soul, your soul alone, that’s keeping score!

[undescribed1mage]

Ooooh Chicago Shakes you wanna release a recording of Russell's tsia so BAD

[obnoxiousarcade]

COOOOOOOOOOOD. more people should record EVERY THING

[finleyforevermore]

For your consideration: A production of Ride the Cyclone where during Sugar Cloud, everyone is wearing onesies. 🍭☁️

Constance is in a purple sparkly unicorn onesie. 🦄

Mischa is in a bear onesie (as a reference to how he used to sing about being a teddy bear in earlier versions of Sugar Cloud). 🐻

Noel is in a blue wolf onesie (as a reference to how Kholby said Noel probably wrote werewolf fanfiction in the 2015 song cycle). 🐺

I'm torn between Ocean wearing a pink cat onesie or a monkey one (as a reference to the high school edition of the show where she plays a monkey in Noel's Lament). 😺 🐒

Jane/Penny gets a lion onesie. (as a reference to her fun fact about lions and lionesses). 🦁

Ricky wears an orange astronaut onesie! 🌠