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HARRY PARTCH intoned by Johnny Reinhard - Barstow, December 1942, US Highball, Dark Brother, The Lord Is My Shepherd, Potion Scene, Yankee Doodle Fantasy, Ulysses Departs (Boobams​)​, Two Studies on Ancient Greek Scales, The Street: AMERICAN FESTIVAL OF MICROTONAL MUSIC

by Johnny Reinhard

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Harry Partch‘s POTION SCENE features a selection from William Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet.” Here, Juliet is faced with the decision to do herself in. This premiere on this recording of the December 1931 duo composed in San Francisco was performed on May 27, 1999 in the St. Paul’s Chapel, Columbia University. The piece was later amplified in 1955 in a new version to include an added two sopranos, kithara, bass marimba, chromelodeon, and cello. Farewell: God knows when we shall meet again. I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins. That almost freezes up the heat of life: I’ll call them back again to comfort me. Nurse: What should she do here? My dismal scene I needs must act alone. Come, vial. What if this mixture do not work at all? Shall I be married then tomorrow morning? No. No; this shall forbid it; lie thou there. What if it be a poison which the friar subtly hath minister’d to have me dead. Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour’d because he married me before to Romeo. And yet, methinks, it should not, for he hath still been tried a holy man. I will not entertain so bad a thought. How if, when I am laid into the tomb, I wake before the time that Romeo come to redeem me? There’s a fearful point! Shall I not then be stifled in the vault to whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in, And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? Or, if I live, is it not very like the horrible conceit of dee3ath and night, Together with the terror of the place is in a vault, an ancient receptacle, where, for those many hundred years, the bones of all my buried ancestors are pack’d; Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, Lies festering in his shroud; here, as they say, at some hours in the night spirits resort: Alack, alack! Is it not very like that I, so early waking, What with loathsome smells, and shrieks like mandrakes torn out of the earth, that living mortals, hearing the, run mad: O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught, Environed with all these hideous fears, and madly play with my forefathers’ joints, and pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud? And in this rage, with some great kinsman’s bone, as with a club, dash out my desperate brains? O Looks! Methinks I see my cousin’s ghost, seeking out Romeo, That did spit this body upon a rapier’s point. Stay, Tybalt, stay. Romeo, I come! This do I drink to thee.
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THE ROSE 02:21
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released February 23, 2019

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