Christmas in New Babbage - What could possibly go wrong? Mr. Mornington glories over the success of Brunel Hall Hotel during the holiday season, while across town at a rival bar, the Squire tries to balance the books after putting on a feast to match the Brunel's buffet. Junie Ginsburg reads a truly horrible children's story by Willa Cather, and Mr. Pearse himself tells an unusual arctic tale by the famed Madame Blavatsky. Original music by Babbage residents MacKnight Culdesac and Canolli Capalini. What a year it was!
Listening party today at noon PST at the Babbage Palisade tinker camp.
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Stream host: Radio Riel Steampunk http://steampunk.radioriel.org
Download: https://archive.org/details/TfNBChristmas2013
Christmas at Brunel Hall
written and performed by Vic Mullins.
Music: Winter Bells and Winter Psalm by MacKnight Culdesac.
The Strategy of the Were-Wolf Dog by Willa Cather.
First published in Home Monthly, December 1896
Reader: Junie Ginsburg
Music provided by MusOpen.org public domain classical music.
From the Polar Lands, A Christmas Tale by Helena P. Blavatsky.
From the collected works of H.P. Blavatsky, Vol. 13.
Reader: Edward Pearse
Music: Fluidscape by Kevin MacLeod
Music Box pieces: JeTaime, Daisy, We Wish You a Merry Christmas, Silver Bells, Silent Night, Fugue in D, by Canolli Capalini.
Additional material written by Kevin Frost.
Runtime 47:30
Produced by Mosseveno Tenk on December 26th of 2013.
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Friday, December 27, 2013
Monday, May 2, 2011
Christmas!
Bianca Namori reads King Winter. a childrens novelty shaped picture book, illustrated and published by Gustav W. Seitz, Hamburg, 1859. Viewable online at Project Gutenburg.
http://www.gutenberg.org/files/17764/17764-h/17764-h.htm
Loki Eliot, the urchin king of the New Babbage, reads Billy's Santa Claus Experience, by Cornilia Redmond, from A Budget of Christmas Tales by Charles Dickens and others, 1895.
Amadeus Hammerer reads Knecht Ruprecht, a traditional German poem by Theodor Storm.
Victor1st Mornington reads The Goblins Cavern. From the Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens, 1836.
Tepic Harlequin reads Three of a Trade, or Little Red Kriss Kringle, by Fitz-James O'Brien, first published in the Saturday Press, December 25, 1858.
The music box selections were from homemade music boxes built, arranged, and recorded by Canolli Capalini, and are available only from Capalini's Fine Furnishings, located in Bow Street in the Canal district of New Babbage, and were used by permission.
Stille Nacht, Heilige Nacht was sung by the Nebe Quartet on a 1907 Edison Records recording, now in the public domain.
Additional music by Kevin MacLeod.
Outro: MichaelD Mannonen.
Production: Mosseveno Tenk.
Run time: 44 minutes
Radio Riel air date: 26 December, 2010
Download link: archive.org
Knecht Ruprecht
by Theodor Storm
translated by Ingeborg Apfelbaum
I come from deep within the forest!
And I must tell you Christmas is nigh
Everywhere the tree tops
Are sparkling with golden lights.
And high above from amongst the heavenly choir
The Christchild looks down with wide eyes.
And as I was wandering through the sinister forest
He addressed me with his clear voice
“Knecht Ruprecht”, he called, “old chap,
Lift your legs and hasten along
The candles are starting to burn,
The heavens gate has been opened
Old and young are now to
Rest from the burdens of life
And tomorrow I fly down to earth,
Because it will be Christmas once more!”
I said : “Oh my dear Master Christ,
My journey is almost ended,
I am to go to just this one city,
Where there are many good children”.
“Do you have your sack with you?”
I said: “My little sack is here.
Devout children love
Apples and nuts and almonds”.
“Do you have your cane also with you”
I said “The cane, I have with me,
But only for those children, the bad ones,
For them it will hit the right spot”.
The Christchild spoke: “then all is right,
So go with God, my faithful servant”.
I come from deep within the forest,
I must tell you that Christmas is nigh.
Now tell me, how will I find this place?
Are the children good? Are the children bad?
http://www.gutenberg.org/files/17764/17764-h/17764-h.htm
Loki Eliot, the urchin king of the New Babbage, reads Billy's Santa Claus Experience, by Cornilia Redmond, from A Budget of Christmas Tales by Charles Dickens and others, 1895.
Amadeus Hammerer reads Knecht Ruprecht, a traditional German poem by Theodor Storm.
Victor1st Mornington reads The Goblins Cavern. From the Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens, 1836.
Tepic Harlequin reads Three of a Trade, or Little Red Kriss Kringle, by Fitz-James O'Brien, first published in the Saturday Press, December 25, 1858.
The music box selections were from homemade music boxes built, arranged, and recorded by Canolli Capalini, and are available only from Capalini's Fine Furnishings, located in Bow Street in the Canal district of New Babbage, and were used by permission.
Stille Nacht, Heilige Nacht was sung by the Nebe Quartet on a 1907 Edison Records recording, now in the public domain.
Additional music by Kevin MacLeod.
Outro: MichaelD Mannonen.
Production: Mosseveno Tenk.
Run time: 44 minutes
Radio Riel air date: 26 December, 2010
Download link: archive.org
Knecht Ruprecht
by Theodor Storm
translated by Ingeborg Apfelbaum
I come from deep within the forest!
And I must tell you Christmas is nigh
Everywhere the tree tops
Are sparkling with golden lights.
And high above from amongst the heavenly choir
The Christchild looks down with wide eyes.
And as I was wandering through the sinister forest
He addressed me with his clear voice
“Knecht Ruprecht”, he called, “old chap,
Lift your legs and hasten along
The candles are starting to burn,
The heavens gate has been opened
Old and young are now to
Rest from the burdens of life
And tomorrow I fly down to earth,
Because it will be Christmas once more!”
I said : “Oh my dear Master Christ,
My journey is almost ended,
I am to go to just this one city,
Where there are many good children”.
“Do you have your sack with you?”
I said: “My little sack is here.
Devout children love
Apples and nuts and almonds”.
“Do you have your cane also with you”
I said “The cane, I have with me,
But only for those children, the bad ones,
For them it will hit the right spot”.
The Christchild spoke: “then all is right,
So go with God, my faithful servant”.
I come from deep within the forest,
I must tell you that Christmas is nigh.
Now tell me, how will I find this place?
Are the children good? Are the children bad?
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