Soliloquy Act I Trial Court Act II Remanded Act III Certiorari

Cast of Characters The Devil Shyla Keshawn Trevon Act1 Trial Court Soliloquy is a 21st century opera. At its very core, this piece embodies the classic operatic format; however: certain adjustments were made to reach out to an audience of the 21st century. Opera, as it is looked upon today, is an art form of antiquity. I have gone to many operas and watched the elderly audience slowly die along with one of the greatest art forms ever to grace this planet. In its day, opera was punk rock, hip-hop and a rave all rolled into one. Opera broke down the conventional norms of music and society. We are well overdue for such a change. In the ten plus year process of creating Soliloquy; I learned how to play seven instruments; how to read and write music; and how to program html in order to share this work on a global scale. Thank you for taking the time experience Soliloquy. The audience enters the venue with various remixes of the overture already in progress. Press play on the box below. It is titled 'Soliloquy 1.1' and imagine walking up to the theater as the bass gently rattles the walls. This represents the centuries of opera and theater that have come before this particular production. The remixes of the overture are presented in the form of electronic dance music, also known as EDM. As seen in the images below (Act 1.1) the reception area is where Soliloquy truly begins. There is no wall between the stage and the audience. The audience must be part of the production in order for this to work. You are not some generic audience member. You are part of the opera.

Act I Scene I Overture: Lyrics In time In time Your Soul will be fine In line In line If you stand in time Your Soul will be mine.

Act I Scene II Not Looking So Good: Lyrics Greetings everyone! Welcome! Welcome! Due come in! And embrace this evening's function! I am the stage manager for tonights production! Well, the understudy really, it appears our stage manager... Is tied up at the moment and I regret that they are unable to be on time But fear not, for I have everything under control! We will just enjoy the overture being performed by D.J. Keshawn. Whose Soul will soon be mine! If you live life in line. In Time your Soul will be mine! In time In time Your Soul will be fine In line In line If you stand in time Your Soul will be mine. You waited for life in line For what? Your ticket, a number? Something important? Better yet, something corporate?

I'm in every cubicle. Every grey wall. Each glass ceiling. Every scarred scab preventing healing. Your Soul will not be fine It withered away while you waited in line In a box. By a clock. In time In time your soul, like hers, will be mine. By a clock By a clock you ticked life away Tick tock. Tick tock. And for what? To get mocked. Mock, mock, mock. You limp cock, cock, cock. Who here will vindicate this man? No one I bet, just look at my assistant. That woman. She stood strong like a dock Weathered every storm brought fourth! But it is not the tide who is slave to the clock Sadly a fisherman's remorse. So who will catch this boy, this fish from my net? Who would risk anything? Any expense? None of you. Just like how none of those stood for this girl Who, by the way, she made quite rich. No one? By a clock By a clock you ticked life away Tick tock Tick tock. And for what?

Act I Scene 3 Manifesto: Lyrics: Fuck all the faggots and wanna be djs who ever claimed they mixed the dopest mix tape The real gays live in disgrace because the real faggots made them feel that way. These corporate types are like djs playing other peoples heartbreaks Taking the credit for songs made from their personal And maybe even gut wrenching mistakes. The only mistake you mother fuckers made Aas making the good people believe that success was not meant for people like me. So sit back now and watch this mother fucker set this nigga free.

You cast me aside as a plague but guess what, you created the disease. And now Im here to say that Id rather be cast aside & misunderstood Than live your cubicled life confined in false good. Did you ever love or think enough or just love yourself enough to think you thought? This man, the one no one will stand with was the only one who stopped to sit with me, While all you people didnt stop or stand instead you just walked over me. I just dont understand. Well guess what, I scratched your lie and found a thief I may have stole but that thief aint me. You stole the good in the world while this kid is about to go to hell When he was the only one in this world to stop and listen and give me a sandwich. What the fuck could I ever give him in return, he just did it to be nice, or maybe not feel guilty But at least he did it while you justified being wealthy. You hate on everyone else because youre not happy with yourself. First it was women, then Indians, then Asians, the blacks, the Italians and Irish. Now its the faggots. While you assholes in your boys club are the ones in the manwich. Youre the worst & this fucking kid has to bear your fucking curse? Maybe life should be measured by your greatest good because sometimes its idealistic to be greater than good In reality sometimes its more realistic to be good than great & thanks to this kid at least for one day I had a friend and I got something I ate. Look at yourselves. Youre not good and you were never great. This kid may not be good or great but for one moment in time he shined & did a good thing I was having a bad day and it may not be great Its better than the greatest good any of these people did without the possibility of getting something in return. Well guess what my friend. You blindly helped me when I had all but lost hope in humanity. What better thing can someone do for another than show them some love.

If I had to guess Id say teach them how to love, because you did both for me And Im more appreciative of the latter but at any rate to this jury this may be clatter But if thats the case well fuck them too. So fuck you and the everything you thought you were supposed to do! All you needed to do was love not buy your kids affections with fucking ipods. Well thats it. Ill stop. By a clock By a clock you ticked life away Tick tock Tick tock. And for what? Do the right thing like the wrongdoers maybe thought they were doing. So make a choice & allow a good artifact to exist long after the ruins. Let this kid do the one thing you never got to do One good thing with no chance of getting something in return. Hell burn anyway but maybe someone can learn from his mistake And maybe make the world that much of a better place.

Act I Scene IV Fish: Lyrics: I dont mind if I cant breathe This time I have to learn to breathe on my own Sometimes I have to breathe on my own Your passive aggression is killing my passion aggressively I dont mind if I cant breathe This time I have to learn to breathe on my own Sometimes I have to breathe on my own Well once a fish left the sea And now that fish It might be me. That fish learned to breathe on the land you see So Mr. Darwin, if youre right, then let me be me Ill take my chances with drowning If a fish out of water is the type of fish thats free. Your passive aggression is killing my passion aggressively So let my passion be free & maybe set another fish free A fish that might swim to safety Either way I take the blame. It's all on me. I allowed your passive aggression to kill my passion Now, aggressively I'll kill it passionately. I cant tell Whether Im in heaven or Im in hell. Perfection is a product of guilt for living far too well. Im guilty and so happy to know Im not for you to sell. My heart is so loud, but Ill be quiet unless it starts to yell. Ill save the world A little every day And then Ill sleep ok Knowing we gave our all away I cant tell Whether Im in heaven or Im in hell. Perfection is a product of guilt for living far too well.

A little every day And well pay Our debts one by one. And when were paid, well start again Because our work will never just end. It is never done. I cant tell Whether Im in heaven or Im in hell. Perfection is a product of guilt for living far too well. Passive aggression will not kill my passion My passion will kill passive aggression aggressively.

Act I Scene V Every Good Deed: Lyrics: I'm alone enough to take Everything I make I'm alone enough to take Everything I make Sometimes it's too much Sometimes I'm not enough for all of this I loved and loved but never loved myself enough I made them rich numerically At the expense of my pockets spiritually. It keeps coming I keep going I go and go but I never got to grow beyond a promotion I give and give with no life to show And no thanks for my devotion I die and die again inside with never having felt alive. And now Im alone enough to take Everything I make Im alone enough to take Everything I make I can't explain constantly changing things But nothing seems to change Yet I still can't explain anything. I did everything to succeed I went by the book I went early & stayed late I fulfilled work's every need. And now I see they were the crook. They took my heart To love someone enough To work on my career more than someone else Meant not having time to love anyone else. And now Im alone enough to take Everything I make Im alone enough to take

Everything I make I checked every box I should have checked to reach success But somehow I had the money and had the title And got smited with unrest. If I could back I confess. I would love and love with only the hopes of being loved back And now I'm alone enough to take Everything I make I'm alone enough to take Everything I make. Act II To signal the end of the first intermission, and the start of the second act, a piano version of the overture will begin to play. Act II Scene I Switch: Lyrics: If you want something done right Do it yourself? No, send them through hell. I've learned from you how to condemn them well. For I will falsely show them love To lust to love Who gives a fuck. For I will punish their hearts for getting a second chance. they made me look like a fool. I can't believe that putrid jury set them free. So, we shall trap them tribally, through the art of dance. I will show how this fool will slay them. Cruel. Cruel Cruel. Set them free? They'll wish they never met me. You will know what it feels like to be alive You will know what it feels like die inside Love you like dust loves a ray of light If just for a moment you get to live Float a lifetime or land out of sight A moment my light is more than life can give A ray of light is more than you can take

You are what it feels like to be alive You are what it feels like to die inside All the hybrids will be home in time for bed And I will Trojan horse the shit out of your head What is sleep without peace? Someone's life without dreams. Demons please let him be He's falling from the tree And I want to catch him... So I can crush his heart like no other. You will know what it feels like to die inside. You will know what it feels like to be alive. Act II Scene II The Party Song: Lyrics: Did I not think enough To believe youre enough To finish all All of this Its a lot & Im overwhelmed. Maybe its not fair to ask that much But you say youre enough My pen fades if its not to be written If I sing forgive me. Maybe they will listen We're human beings on this earth dancing to the sound between today and tomorrow! Did I not think enough To believe you're enough to finish all All of this. It's a lot & I'm overwhelmed Maybe it's not fair to ask that much But you say you're enough Try and try to lift this curse of mine This night won't end until we liven the living dead Should I be writing all of this down? Or let the moment simply unwind. The tree grew from the ground that clouds let down.

It resembles a nebula Perception is reality. Did I not think enough To believe you're enough

Act II Scene III 15-Seconds: Lyrics: All I need is 15-seconds please Just enough time to say hello Just enough time to make my intentions known. Everytime you draw a line I wish Id pick the right side Every time you walk the line Every time you cant make up your mind I hope that I end up on the right side All I need is you walking next to me I think about what my life would be And they say you talk too much I say you just dont say enough

All I need is 15-seconds please Just enough time to say hello Just enough time to make my intentions known. Everytime you draw a line I wish Id pick the right side Every time you walk the line Every time you cant make up your mind I hope that I end up on the right side All I need is you walking next to me I think about what my life would be And they say you talk too much

I say you just dont say enough

Act II Scene IV The Great Mistake Lyrics:

When will this wound heal? Less someone seasons it again So some days It's supposed to be better when under casts it itches Can we scratch it these days? Last chance Feeling like a man Every day we see the sights of earth Lost Souls covered in un-earthly dirt But where is your place in the world Will this moment be enough to steal the night Is this girl all right enough to steal the night? But if she's all wrong Enough Then she's had it all along. Last chance Feeling like a man

Act II Scene V Time To Wake Up: Lyrics: I cant sleep there its far too scary Im just a little boy on the inside Wrapped in a shell of a grown up world Im wary I can rest here knowing that youre there I cant rest there knowing that youre here You take me away You take me away You keep me honest but Im a liar inside But sometimes We have to lie to peek ourselves from the outside So we can hide and go seek But ready or not Ive come to go find you; hide You take me away You take me away If you bring me sunshine when Im late Ill never be on time again. And when the day breaks the dawn loves And when I wake up and see the day love And its time to wake up And see the day love Its all around you Youre all around me You take me away You take me away Im wasted but bounding Youre bouncing but binding

If theyre seeking, Im not hiding. You take me away You take me away.

Act II Scene VI You Take The Day Away: Lyrics: And when you need a friend Someone you can let in When the world is too much inside And you can't bear the ride alone You take the day away You take the day away You take the day away You take the day away And when you need a friend Someone to let you in When their world is too much to hide And you can't let them fight alone You take the day away You take the day away You take the day away You take the day away And when you need a friend Someone I won't let in I wear it on my sleeve Leave me to fight in peace You take the day away You take the day away You take the day away You take the day away And when you need a friend Someone to let you out again When the world feels right again A friend is a friend is a friend is a friend

You take the day away You take the day away You take the day away You take the day away You take the day away

Act III Another version of the overture is played to notify everyone that the second intermission is ending and the third act is about to begin. Act III Scene I Satan's Theme: As everyone re-enters the theater, Satan commands that his song is played again and he boastfully welcomes everyone back to the theater. Lyrics: So here we are Where you were Restless in life Casually not leading to better things Feeling guilty we the fortune given to thee? Haunted by that curse are we? But if it wasn't for all this, would it have ever been Even though this isn't quite it? If it weren't for a world at war We wouldn't have even been born. We are but fools at traffic lights. No control of red or green or yellow or go No stop or no flow. If the light we miss or make Causes some great mistake are we at fault? Who knows. No control of red or green or yellow or go No stop or no flow. Traffic lights are like life. No control over red or green or yellow or go No stop No flow The lights we miss The lights we make

Who is to blame for the great And or the great mistakes. Traffic Lights. No stop. No flow. Just red, green and yellow. Act III Scene II An Understanding Man: Lyrics: Dear Abby Does everybody get to heaven? An over planning man does what he can An over thinking man does what he can Overthinking plans will bring you down An understanding man knows the ground And speaks not of a king or a clown When his feet hit the ground, youll know the sound And you are how it feels to die inside And you are how it feels to be alive An understanding man takes the world by the hand An over thinking mans plans are sand in the glass. An understanding man does what he can An over planning man does what he can An over caring man does what he can Dear Abby Does Everybody get to Heaven? An over planning man does what he can An over thinking man does what he can 86 Eden Thats just like us heathens If the path is paved with good intentions Ill lead the way with devout inventions An understanding man does what he can An over planning man does what he can An over caring man does what he can But an overplanting man.. plants sand in the glass And my time to understand or plant or care or plan has passed. And you are how it feels to be alive And you are how it feels to die inside

Act III Scene III Graveyard Scene: Lyrics: You pestilent fool! I've conquered you. Now, where is that assistant of mine? Wait. Where is Trevon? Act III Scene IV Subways In Minor: Lyrics: I'm sorry now for all I've done but it doesn't matter if there is a God It only matters if we don't get caught up in ourselves. So I'm sorry but I'm not in a hurry Wrongs are still wrong whether or not they're under the rug. Ride the subways like submarines we're on rollercoasters The highlife Ride the subways like submarines we're on rollercoasters The highlife. I'm sorry now for all I've done but it doesn't matter if there is a God It only matters if we don't get caught up in ourselves. So I'm sorry but I'm not in a hurry Wrongs are still wrong whether or not they're under the rug. Ride the subways like submarines we're on rollercoasters The highlife Ride the subways like submarines we're on rollercoasters The highlife.

Act III Scene V Soliloquy Anthem Lyrics: What can you see? What can you see! You're a disease! You're best friend riding off into the sunset with my assistant. Not even he cares about you, so tell me now. What can you see? WHAT CAN YOU SEE! I'll see anything I'll see anything Worth believing in. This world is a great place You're just not in a great place So I'll see anything worth believing in! What can you see! I'll see anything worth believing in! What can you see! I'll see anything worth believing in. Fine. Then go see solitary. For Eternity. Ha! Bitch boy. You see, we are all but a soliloquy.

Act III Scene VI Song For The Dead Lyrics: When I wake up on the edge of the wrong side of the bed I can still feel the stench of your requests A letter to the dead, from your living guests While God makes you ride the bench We get to live. Padre Pio said his prayers and then God took his hands While I leave behind my care on a night stand An affair with unfair taught me to understand Your broken heart is in his hands And the pieces stab at them And so it wasn't they prayers, that took his hands but my laughter at the dead Would you laugh at my request For forgiveness Not for or from God but from the dead Dear ghosts, please forgive us. When I wake up on the edge of the wrong side of the bed I can still feel the stench of your requests An open letter to the dead, from your living guests Addressed to you signed forgiveness

Act III Scene VII Finale Lyrics: The greatest good you can ever do is to love someone The greatest thing you can do is to teach someone how to love Dear boy Look upon your friend Trevon While you distracted the devil He was able to revel and fall in love with Shyla All the while You were doing all that is good and great Proof that humans are made with love & clean slates. Life is like traffic lights. If you stop at yellow and cause a chain of events that kill another fellow... Are you guilty? Who is to decipher one level of wrong from another. Just be human and be good. You will get to live again Thanks to you Trevon and Shylan? Ha! Who would have thought. Content copyright 2014. SOLILOQUYOPERA.COM. All rights reserved.