My Name is John Wellington Wells - The Sorcerer
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- Опубликовано: 9 сен 2024
- The D'Oyly Carte Opera Company Performs Gilbert & Sullivan's The Sorcerer
My name is John Wellington Wells,
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In blessings and curses
And ever-filled purses,
In prophecies, witches, and knells.
If you want a proud foe to "make tracks"--
If you'd melt a rich uncle in wax--
You've but to look in
On the resident Djinn,
Number seventy, Simmery Axe!
We've a first-class assortment of magic;
And for raising a posthumous shade,
With effects that are comic or tragic,
There's no cheaper house in the trade.
Love-philtre--we've quantities of it!
And for knowledge if any one burns,
We keep an extremely small prophet, a prophet
Who brings us unbounded returns:
For he can prophesy
With a wink of his eye,
Peep with security
Into futurity,
Sum up your history,
Clear up a mystery,
Humour proclivity
For a nativity--for a nativity;
He has answers oracular,
Bogies spectacular,
Tetrapods tragical,
Mirrors so magical,
Facts astronomical,
Solemn or comical,
And, if you want it, he
Makes a reduction on taking a quantity!
Oh!
If any one anything lacks,
He'll find it all ready in stacks,
If he'll only look in
On the resident Djinn,
Number seventy, Simmery Axe!
He can raise you hosts of ghosts,
And that without reflectors;
And creepy things with wings,
And gaunt and grisly spectres.
He can fill you crowds of shrouds,
And horrify you vastly;
He can rack your brains with chains,
And gibberings grim and ghastly!
Then, if you plan it, he
Changes organity,
With an urbanity
Full of Satanity,
Vexes humanity
With an inanity
Fatal to vanity--
Driving your foes to the verge of insanity!
Barring tautology,
In demonology,
'Lectro-biology,
Mystic nosology,
Spirit philology,
High-class astrology,
Such is his knowledge, he
Isn't the man to require an apology!
Oh!
My name is John Wellington Wells,
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In blessings and curses
And ever-filled purses,
In prophecies, witches, and knells.
If any one anything lacks,
He'll find it all ready in stacks,
If he'll only look in
On the resident Djinn,
Number seventy, Simmery Axe!
I memorized this song in order to use it as a personal sobriety test. If I CAN sing it, I've had too much to drink.
I did the same thing with I Am The Very Model Of A Modern Major General. I started uni not knowing any of it, and by then end could sing it all perfectly when drunk as a lord!
Try the Nightmare song from Iolanthe.
That's a challenge, all right - and one with disturbing personal relevance - but as a Dungeons & Dragons player from way back, it doesn't have the same appeal for me. I did, in fact, create John Wellington Wells as a D&D character, and he was a total badas... well, he quite held his own, let's say.
Try it with "My Eyes Are Fully Open" from Ruddigore.
JCKDKSKGKGKDKKDJCKSKDJGKSPSKFKGKOSP
As is my habit of learning Gilbert and Sullivan patter songs, I must devote the next month of my life yo this.
It's a hard habit to break.
+Derric Greene Same, man. Same.
So, I'm not alone in this. Ah, a fellow sufferer. Quite the relief. 😁
We had a set of G + S patter songs on 78s when i was a kid. This is the one several of us chose to memorize (lyrics included!). I know most of the others, but this is the one! Also, the one no one has heard of 😂
"Simmery Axe" refers to No. 70 St. Mary Axe, a street in the City of London. It's one of those clipped pronunciations Londoners use: "S'M'ry Axe". There is now a building at this location -- the last building on the short street. The Gherkin, probably London's best candidate for a sorcerer's tower, is on St. Mary Axe.
I never knew what this meant! Thanks!
Midsomer murders brought me here because it is being used in the episode with the magic circle.
No that is John Reed. I have a Martyn Green recording of The Sorcerer. I was luckly to meet John Reed 3 times. Once in New York and twice in Boston when the D'oyly Carte was on tour in 1976 & 1978. He also gave a master class for G &S sometime in the early 80's in Nashua NH with the Nashua Symphony. I saw Martyn Green in H.M.S. Pinafore at a summer stock performace in Beverly MA. Met him and was a very engaging person. He WAS G & S of the 20th century.
The artist on this recording is Peter Pratt, who played the patter roles after Martyn Green and before John Reed
Oh, my name is John Wellington Wells
I'm a dealer in magic and spells
In blessings and curses
And ever-filled purses
In prophecies, witches, and knells
If you want a proud foe to "make tracks"
If you'd melt a rich uncle in wax
You've but to look in on our resident Djinn
Number seventy, Simmery Axe
We've a first-class assortment of magic
And for raising a posthumous shade
With effects that are comic or tragic
There's no cheaper house in the trade
Love-philtre, we've quantities of it
And for knowledge if any one burns
We keep an extremely small prophet, a prophet
Who brings us unbounded returns
For he can prophesy with a wink of his eye
Peep with security into futurity
Sum up your history, clear up a mystery
Humor proclivity for a nativity
He has answers oracular, bogies spectacular
Tetrapods tragical, mirrors so magical
Facts astronomical, solemn or comical
And, if you want it, he
Makes a reduction on taking a quantity
Oh, if any one anything lacks
He'll find it all ready in stacks
If he'll only look in on the resident Djinn
Number seventy, Simmery Axe
He can raise you hosts of ghosts
And that without reflectors
And creepy things with wings
And gaunt and grisly spectres
He can fill you crowds of shrouds
And horrify you vastly
He can rack your brains with chains
And gibberings grim and ghastly
Then, if you plan it, he changes organity
With an urbanity full of Satanity
Vexing humanity with an inanity
Fatal to vanity
Driving your foes to the verge of insanity
But in tautology on demonology
'Lectro biology, mystic nosology
Spirit philology, high class astrology
Such is his knowledge, he
Isn't the man to require an apology
Oh, my name is John Wellington Wells
I'm a dealer in magic and spells
In blessings and curses
And ever-filled purses
In prophecies, witches, and knells
If any one anything lacks
He'll find it all ready in stacks
If he'll only look in on the resident Djinn
Number seventy, Simmery Axe
I ♡ YOU JOHN REED ♡
Lovely day for it
This song makes me feel out of breath just to listen to it.
This is an excellent recording - another one I haven't heard for years ......saw John Reed as Koko in NZ back in, i think, 1978 with the Doyle Carte company.
This is fabulous! I think Richard Seldon would approve. LOL!
Whatever you do don"t slow this song down, it sounds like Necronomicon the musical
But also don't speed it up too much!
Just search "Hey There Cthulhu" by Eben Brooks :D
Zowie, I just love this one!
I bet that somewhere is a modern major-general in this guy's family 😜😁
@TopherBrink You SAW John Reed OBE, you are truly lucky, I was only 5 when he quit D'Oyly Carte.
does any one know where i can find a backing track for this song?
@FoxyRoxyProductions Did D'Oyly Carte do anything but G &S? I didn't think they did.
No, all productions were by G&S.
For one hundred years, the D'Oyly Carte Conpany WERE G&S! They did perform other material in the 1890s and 1900s but more recently G&S was all they did.
Are you sure it was not Martyn Green? Tragic ending to a great career as, to me, the greatest interpreter of the Patter Songs
It's Peter Pratt, who followed Martyn Green, and preceded John Reed.
Popeye took the name of the character J. Wellington Wimpy from Gilbert & Sullivan.
Is there any instrumentals of this song
imslp.org/wiki/The_Sorcerer_(Sullivan,_Arthur)
if you can play it.
With a slight change in the name this would make an excellent theme/campaign song for Donald Trump!