Modern Madrigals Book One (F. L. Dunkin Wedd)
Music files
ICON | SOURCE |
---|---|
File details | |
Help |
- Editor: F. L. Dunkin Wedd (submitted 2011-10-13). Score information: A4, 16 pages, 419 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Modern Madrigals Book One
Composer: F. L. Dunkin Wedd
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 2004
Description: 6 modern madrigals.
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
1. Amyntas and his love
Amyntas told me of his love
And how fair Phyllis faithless proves
So I to treat with Phyllis hied
And she, fair temptress, made reply:
“Ah! Bollocks to Amyntas!
He never took me to The Ivy.
Bollocks to Amyntas!
He never bought me diamonds
Geoffrey has a BMW,
A Rolex Oyster
And a penthouse flat.”
2. The Barman
A woman goes into a bar
And asks for a double entendre
So the barman gives her one.
3. Capitalism
Peter bought a three-bed semi it cost him four-
one; he sold it a year later for five-two.
Carol and Andy spent seven-five on their barn
conversion, they added a conservatory and
sold it for nine-one.
John paid four-five-seven for his Chelsea flat;
he’s just had it valued at half as much again.
Whereas I bought a home for my family - and
we lived in it.
4. Dumb Animals
Who’s a lovely doggie?
Isn’t he a lovely doggie?
Aren’t you a lovely doggie?
Don’t you? Don’t you?
Who’s a lovely boy then?
Who’s a lovely doggie then?
Who’s a clever doggie?
Isn’t he a clever doggie?
Aren’t you a clever doggie?
Brighter than your Mummy?
Aren’t you? Aren’t you?
Brighter than your Mummy?
Though that isn’t saying much.
5. Estuarial
We wen’ aht last Friday an’ ‘ad a few larfs
I saw my mate Tracey, and she was like,
“There’s a new bar opened in West Street.
How cool is that? Are you coming there later?”
And I was like, “Yeah, right!”
That is SO not gonna happen.
It’s just same old same old, innit?
6. Footie
Why do we support this crew?
The manager’s a dozy prat,
We should be playing 4-4-2
With Cole out wide and Smith up front.
Now we’re dropping way too deep
One nil up and twenty minutes more
The effing referee’s gone to sleep
They’ve missed - oh no! - he’s bound to…
aarrgghh!