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mok e felix maginn phil tilli eddy steeneken rob klerkx marcin felis

till death do us part theatre tour mmxi


vo orwo or d If we did not die, if our existence did not unravel in the endless darkness of death, would life be quite so precious, so extraordinary or so moving. So simple but most of us spend our lives fearing what is to come in the form of death, yet the fear is not death itself but the uncertainty of it’s time and place. Death is a tragic, colossal and unstoppable drama according to some but to others it is a foolish man who says that he fears death, not because it will pain when it comes, but because it pains in the prospect. No matter how you may think of death it is something we all share, a common ground with all mortals that on a certain day at a certain time he will be waiting for you. This was a difficult list of songs to decide on. We wanted songs that would have a meaning with this theme in the broadest sense of the word. That’s why we’ve touched on almost everything that you may go through in your life. First of all the introduction of Death itself in the form of Scott Walker’s classic Brel song ‘My Death’ where he sings not of the fear of death but of the different stages of his life that die and that no matter what may come of him there will always be love to see him through.


We touch on the pain of relationships after the loss of a loved one be it through death or just simply a break-up, for some this too can make you grieve like you grieve someone’s death. You can feel the pain in The Blue Nile’s ‘Tinseltown In The Rain’. Then there is the loss of someone close due to a sickness like in the Verve’s ‘The Drugs Don’t Work’, this haunting song from Richard Ashcroft is about his father and not as many may think about his own drug addiction. We couldn’t have done this and not touched on religion so we sing of hope but also of despair as God means different things to so many people. But finally we bring you to the fact that no matter what happens we are all going to die and that how we’ve lived our lives will probably determine how we feel about death when the time comes. From the moment you’re born you’re clock is ticking towards your death. So enjoy your life while it lasts… Felix Maginn SEPTEMBER 2011


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1. Intro

3. Never Tear Us Apart

STEENEKEN

FARRIS/HUTCHENCE ALFRED PUBLISHING

2. My Death BREL/SHUMAN - CARLIN MUSIC GROUP

My death is like, a swinging door, a patient girl who knows the score, whistle for her, and the passing time. † My death waits like, a bible truth, at the funeral of my youth, weep loud for that, and the passing time. † My death waits like, a witch at night, and surely as our love is bright, let’s laugh for us, and the passing time. † But whatever is behind the door, there is nothing much to do, angel or devil I don’t care, for in front of that door, there is you. † My death waits like, a beggar blind, who sees the world with an unlit mind, throw him a dime, for the passing time. † My death waits, to allow my friends, a few good times before it ends, let’s drink to that, and the passing time, My death waits in, your arms, your thighs, your cool fingers will close my eyes, let’s not talk about, the passing time. † But whatever is behind the door, there is nothing much to do, angel or devil I don’t care, for in front of that door, there is you. † My death waits, among the falling leaves, in magicians, mysterious sleeves, rabbits, dogs, and the passing times. † My death waits, among the flowers, where the blackish shadow cowers, let’s pick lilacs, for the passing time. † My death waits in, a double bed, sails of oblivion at my head, pull up the sheets, against the passing time. † But whatever is behind the door, there is nothing much to do, angel or devil I don’t care, for in front of that door, there is you.

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Don’t ask me, What you know is true, Don’t have to tell you, I love your precious heart. † I, I was standing, You were there, Two worlds collided, And they could never tear us apart. † We could live, For a thousand years, But if I hurt you, I’d make wine from your tears. † I told you, That we could fly, ‘Cause we all have wings, But some of us don’t know why. † I, I was standing, You were there, Two worlds collided, And they could never ever tear us apart.

4. Tinseltown In The Rain BUCHANAN/BELL - FLAG

Why did we ever come so far ?, I knew I’d seen it all before, Tall building reach up in vain, Tinseltown is in the rain, I know now love was so exciting. † Tinseltown in the rain, Oh men and women, Here we are, caught up in this big rhythm. † One day this love will all blow over, Time for leaving the parade, Is there a place in this city, A place to always feel this way, And hey, there’s a red car in the fountain. † Tinseltown in the rain, Oh men and women, Here we are, caught up in this big rhythm. † Do I love you ? Yes I love you, Will we always be happy go lucky ?, Do I love you ? Yes I love you, But it’s easy come, and it’s easy go, All this talking is only bravado yeah. † Oh, Tinseltown. † Tinseltown in the rain, Oh men and women, Here we are, caught up in this big rhythm, Tinseltown in the rain, Oh men and women, Here we are, caught up in this big rhythm, Tinseltown is in the


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rain, Tinseltown is in the rain, Tinseltown is in the rain, Tinseltown is in the rain. † Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah. † Do I love you ? Yes I love you, Will we always be happy go lucky ?, Do I love you ? Yes I love you, But it’s easy come, and it’s easy go, All this talking, talking is only bravado. † Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. † Tinseltown is in the rain, Tinseltown is in the rain, Tinseltown is in the rain, Tinseltown is in the rain.

5. The Drugs Don’t Work ASHCROFT - EMI PUBLISHING

All this talk of getting old, It’s getting me down my love, Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown, This time I’m comin’ down. † And I hope you’re thinking of me, As you lay down on your side, Now the drugs don’t work, They just make you worse, But I know I’ll see your face again. † Now the drugs don’t work, They just make you worse, But I know I’ll see your face again. † But I know I’m on a losing streak, ‘Cause I passed down my old street, And if you

wanna show, then just let me know, And I’ll sing in your ear again. † Now the drugs don’t work, They just make you worse, But I know I’ll see your face again. † ‘Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I’m coming, too, Just like you said, if you leave my life, I’m better off dead. † All this talk of getting old, It’s getting me down my love, Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown, This time I’m comin’ down. † Now the drugs don’t work, They just make you worse, But I know I’ll see your face again. † ‘Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I’m coming, too, Just like you said, if you leave my life, I’m better off dead. † But if you wanna show, just let me know, And I’ll sing in your ear again. † Now the drugs don’t work, They just make you worse, But I know I’ll see your face again. † Yeah, I know I’ll see your face again, Yeah, I know I’ll see your face again, Yeah, I know I’ll see your face again, Yeah, I know I’ll see your face again. † I’m never going down, I’m never coming down, No more, no more, no more, no more, no more, I’m never coming down, I’m never going down, No more, no more, no more, no more, no more.


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6. Streets Of Philadelphia SPRINGSTEEN - ALFRED PUBLISHING

I was bruised and battered and I couldn´t tell, What I felt, I was unrecognizable to myself, I saw my reflection in a window I didn´t know, My own face, Oh brother are you gonna leave me, Wastin´away, On the streets of philadelphia. † I walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone, I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone, At night I could hear the blood in my veins, Black and whispering as the rain, On the streets of philadelphia. † Ain’t no angel gonna greet me, It´s just you and I my friend, My clothes don’t fit me no more, I walked a thousand miles, Just to slip the skin. † The night has fallen, I’m lyin’ awake, I can feel myself fading away, So receive me brother with your faithless kiss, Or will we leave each other alone like this, On the streets of philadelphia.

7. The Maker LANOIS - WB MUSIC

Oh, Oh Deep water, Black, and cold like the night, I stand with arms wide open, I’ve run a twisted mile, I’m a stranger, in the eyes of the maker. † I could not see, for fog in my eyes, I could not feel, for the fear in my life, From across the great divide, In the distance i saw a light, Jean baptiste, walking to me with the maker. † My body is bent and broken, by long and dangerous sleep, I can work the fields of abraham, and turn my head away, I’m not a stranger, in the eyes of the maker. † Brother john, Have you seen the homeless

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daughters, standing there, with broken dreams, I have seen the flaming swords, there over east of eden, burning in the eyes of the maker, burning in the eyes of the maker, burning in the eyes of the maker, burning in the eyes of the maker. † Oh river rise from your sleep.

8. One Of Us BAZILIAN - HUMANBOY MUSIC

If God had a name, What would it be, and would you call it to his face, If you were faced with him and all his glory, What would you ask if you had just one question? † Yeah, yeah- God is great, Yeah, yeah- God is good, Yeah, yeah- Yeah (x3). † What if God was one us, Just a slob like one of us, Just a stranger on a bus, trying to make his way home… † If God had a face, What would it looke like and would you want to see, If seeing ment that you would have to belive, In things like heaven and in Jesus and the Saints, and all the Prophets and… † Yeah, yeah- God is great, Yeah, yeah- God is good, Yeah, yeah- Yeah (x3). † What if God was one of us, Just a slob like one of us, Just a stranger on a bus, trying to make his way home. † Trying to make his way home, Back up to heaven all alone…, Nobody callin’ on the phone, ‘Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome… † Yeah, yeah- God is great, Yeah, yeah- God is good, Yeah, yeah- Yeah (x3). † Chorus. † Trying to make his way home, Like a hole in Rolling Stone, Back up to heaven all alone, Just trying to make his way home, Nobody callin’ on the phone, ‘Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome.


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9. The Survivor Comes Home GRAVES ROBERT GRAVES COPYRIGHT TRUST

Despair and doubt in the blood: Autumn, a smell rotten-sweet: What stirs in the drenching wood? What drags at my heart, my feet? What stirs in the wood? † Nothing stirs, nothing cries. Run weasel, cry bird for me, Comfort my ears, soothe my eyes! Horror on ground, over tree! Nothing calls, nothing flies. † Once in a blasted wood, A shrieking fevered waste, We jeered at Death where he stood: I jeered, I too had a taste, Of Death in the wood. † Am I alive and the rest, Dead, all dead? sweet friends, With the sun they have journeyed west; For me now night never ends, A night without rest. † Death, your revenge is ripe. Spare me! but can Death spare? Must I leap, howl to your pipe, Because I denied you there? Your vengeance is ripe. † Death, ay, terror of Death: If I laughed at you, scorned you, now, You flash in my eyes, choke my breath… ‘Safe home.’ Safe? Twig and bough, Drip, drip, drip with Death!

10. The Green Fields of France ERIC BOGLE

Well, how do you do, Private William McBride, Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside? And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun, I’ve been walking all day, and I’m nearly done, And I see by your gravestone you were only 19, When you joined

the glorious fallen in 1916, Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean, Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene? † Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly? Did the rifles fir o’er you as they lowered you down? Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus? Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest? † And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind, In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined? And, though you died back in 1916, To that loyal heart are you forever 19? Or are you a stranger without even a name, Forever enshrined behind some glass pane, In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained, And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame? † The sun’s shining down on these green fields of France; The warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance. The trenches have vanished long under the plow; No gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now. But here in this graveyard that’s still No Man’s Land, The countless white crosses in mute witness stand, To man’s blind indifference to his fellow man. And a whole generation who were butchered and damned. † And I can’t help but wonder, no Willie McBride, Do all those who lie here know why they died?, Did you really believe them when they told you “The Cause?”, Did you really believe that this war would end wars? Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame, The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain, For Willie McBride, it all happened again, And again, and again, and again, and again.


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11. Winter Marches On TAYLOR/RHODES/LEBON CONTROL/TRITEC MUSIC LTD

The trade’s on she drains emotion to drink from her breast of the fortune, Dreams have frozen crystal in the morning birth time rose, A thorn for coronation, All arise from your rest we’ll find enough there to feed you, Soon you’ll belong to the blessed spare us your lives while we need you. † Loud is the music the crowd is bringing out of my head as the winter marches on, Loud is the music the sky is ringing out of my head as the winter marches on. † Loud is the music the crowd is bringing out of my head as the winter marches on, Loud is the music the sky is ringing out of my head as the winter marches on, And on winter marches on.

12. Lord Let It Rain On Me J.SPACEMAN - SANCTUARY RECORDS LTD

Jesus Christ, When your back’s against the wall, It’s sure hard to be grateful, When you’ve nothing here at all, You say that Hell’s below us, Lord, Heaven can be mine, I don’t believe your promises, I don’t believe your lies. † And, Lord, let it rain on me, Let it all come down, I’ll sell my soul to let it roll, And I’m about ready now. † Lord, let it rain on me, Now I know I’m goin’ down, I’ve got a little knowledge, Lord, And I’m about ready now. † Jesus Christ, Look at what you’ve gone and done, 2,000 years of lookin’ down, The barrel of a gun, You got the fools believin’, That there’s something else to gain, Jesus Christ, When you comin’ down again? † And, Lord, let it rain on me,

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Let it all come down, I’ll sell my soul to let it roll, And I’m about ready now. † Lord, let it rain on me, Now I know I’m goin’ down, I’ve got a little knowledge, Lord, And I’m about ready now. † And, Lord, let it rain on me, Let it all come down, I’ll sell my soul to let it roll, And I’m about ready now. † Lord, let it rain on me, Now I know I’m goin’ down, I’ve got a little knowledge, Lord, And I’m about ready now. † And, Lord, let it rain on me, Let it all come down, I’ll sell my soul to let it roll, And I’m about ready now. † Lord, let it rain on me, Now I know I’m goin’ down, I’ve got a little knowledge, Lord, And I’m about ready now. † And, Lord, let it rain on me, Let it all come down, I’ll sell my soul to let it roll, And I’m about ready now. † Lord, let it rain on me, Now I know I’m goin’ down, I’ve got a little knowledge, Lord, And I’m about ready now.

13. Killing Moon SERGEANT/MCCULLOCH/PATTINSON/ DEFREITAS - WARNER MUSIC UK LTD

Under blue moon I saw you, So soon you’ll take me, Up in your arms, Too late to beg you or cancel it, Though I know it must be the killing time, Unwillingly mine. † Chorus: Fate, Up against your will, Through the thick and thin, He will wait until, You give yourself to him. † In starlit nights I saw you, So cruelly you kissed me, Your lips a magic world, Your sky all hung with jewels, The killing moon, Will come too soon. † (Chorus.) † Under blue moon I saw you, So soon you’ll take me, Up in your arms, Too late to beg you or cancel it, Though I know it must be the killing time, Unwillingly


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mine. † (Chorus 2x), You give yourself to him. † La la la la la… † (Chorus.) † La la la la la… † (Chorus 2x.)

14. This Plan MOKE- CHRYSALIS

In the crowd, carrying a knife, Why should I worry, when there’s nothing, only fading light. † This plan of mine, I thought it up quick, in a place where the sun don’t shine. † I’m sure when I was born, they must have broke the mold, Cause what’s the use of living. † when you’re always out in the cold. † This plan of mine, Every bead of sweat, is a hill that I’ve had to climb. † Oh for the life of a sweet child, Just to know love in you life. † Mother quick, mother quick, mother quick, My soul’s alight, See the crowd, see the crowd, see the crowd, On this hot bed night. † This plan of mine, Sweet is the seed, so sweet as the darkest soul. † Oh for the life of a sweet child, Just to know love in your life, mine is the dream, in this cold light, Seeing it all disappear.

15. That’s When Your Heartaches Begin RASKIN/HILL/FISHER - SONY/ATV TUNES

If you find your sweetheart in the arms of a friend, That’s when your heartaches begin, When dreams of a lifetime must come to an end, That’s when your heartaches begin. † Love is a thing you never can share, When you bring a friend into your love affair, That’s the end of your sweetheart, That’s the end of your friend, That’s when your heartaches begin. † If you find your sweetheart in the arms of your best friend, yeah brother, That’s, that’s when your heartaches begin. And you know, when all your dreams, when all your dreams of a lifetime, Must, must all come to an end, Yeah thats, that’s when your heartaches begin. † For you know that love is a thing that you never can share, And you know, when you bring a friend into your love affair. † That’s the end of your sweetheart, That’s the end of your friend, Well, that’s when your heartaches begin.


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REMEMBER, O LORD, THE GOD OF SPIRITS AND OF ALL FLESH, THOSE WHOM WE HAVE REMEMBERED AND THOSE WHOM WE HAVE NOT REMEMBERED, MEN OF THE TRUE FAITH, FROM RIGHTEOUS ABEL UNTO TO-DAY; DO THOU THYSELF GIVE THEM REST THERE IN THE LAND OF THE LIVING, IN THY KINGDOM, IN THE DELIGHT OF PARADISE, IN THE BOSOM OF ABRAHAM, ISAAC AND JACOB, OUR HOLY FATHERS, FROM WHENCE PAIN AND SORROW AND SIGHING HAVE FLED AWAY, WHERE THE LIGHT OF THY COUNTENANCE VISITETH THEM AND ALWAYS SHINETH UPON THEM.


till death do us part theatre tour mmxi Regie: Titus Tiel Groenestege en Eva Bauknecht

datum

plaats

23 september Rijswijk 24 september Tiel 29 september Steenwijk 01 oktober Cuijk 07 oktober Breda 08 oktober Eindhoven 12 oktober Groningen 13 oktober Gorkum 15 oktober Naaldwijk 20 oktober Apeldoorn 21 oktober Leeuwarden 22 oktober Deventer 25 oktober Roosendaal 27 oktober Middelburg 29 oktober Lelystad 31 oktober Rotterdam 02 november Amsterdam 03 november Helmond 04 november Amersfoort 08 november Winterswijk 09 november Tilburg 10 november Enschede 11 november Wageningen 16 november Haarlem 22 november Zwolle 23 november Sittard 24 november Barendrecht 29 november Leiden 30 november Gouda 01 december Doetinchem 07 december Delft 08 december Zaandam 09 december Den Helder 10 december Uden 15 december Nijmegen 16 december Den Bosch 21 december Hoorn 22 december Alkmaar

theater

Rijswijkse Schouwburg Agnietenhof De Meenthe Schouwburg ChassĂŠ Muziekgebouw De Oosterpoort De Nieuwe Doelen Theater de Naald Orpheus De Harmonie Deventer schouwburg Schouwburg De Kring Stadsschouwburg Agora Theater Oude Luxor De La Mar ‘t Speelhuis De Flint Theater de Storm Schouwburg Tilburg Stadsschouwburg Enschede Junushoff Stadsschouwburg Theater de Spiegel Stadsschouwburg Theater het Kruispunt Stadsgehoorzaal De Goudse Schouwburg Schouwburg Amphion De Veste Zaantheater De Kampanje Theater Markant Stadsschouwburg Theater aan de Parade Schouwburg het Park Theater de Vest


recorded live at studio 150 in amsterdam by joeri saal mastered by zlaya hadzich at loud! book concept and design by the stone twins, amsterdam management by white mountain bookings by mojo theater (theatre) & double vee concerts (all other bookings) mokemusic.com

note: it is hoped that those who use this little book will study it at home, and will by degrees get familiar with the explanations and advice given, so as to be able to attend to, and enter into, the various parts of the concert without having to look each time at what is said about them. do not let the words of this companion turn you aside from the words of the concert itself. thou shalt not avenge, nor bear any grudge against the children of thy people, but thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself: i am the lord. leviticus 19:18


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Deluxe CD Booklet for Moke’s ‘Till Death Do Us Part’ Theater Tour. Format: 130 x 175mm. Design: The Stone Twins.

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