The Castle is Open - 野獸城堡旅館的薛西佛斯式日常

做了一個很有趣的音樂練習。

用 Gothic swing、1930s vaudeville jazz，以及 Playful chamber cabaret 三種元素，詮釋野獸城堡旅館的薛西佛斯式日常。

一切都是因為，貝兒暫停了玫瑰的凋謝。

詛咒沒有解除，城堡也就沒有理由停止營業。

每天開門、迎賓、宴會、打掃，然後第二天再來一次。玫瑰永遠鮮紅，帳單永遠要付。早餐，可能沒有雞蛋。

雷克非變身帥野獸，領銜主演。

The Castle is Open.
Unfortunately, so is the hotel.

Little town, it's a quiet village
Every day like the one before

Seven o'clock, Your Highness
Breakfast in thirty minutes

I heard you

WE'RE OUT OF EGGS

Of course we are

The sun is up, the gates are shut
The kitchen's in despair
The guests are waiting for their tea
And no one's swept the stairs

Forty-seven breakfast trays
And not an egg in sight
The silver's clean, the water's hot
But nothing's going right

I've lit the halls, I've lit the stairs
I've lit the western wing
If someone asks for candlelight
I'll personally burn the thing

You're already burning, dear

Some have handles, some have claws
Some have hinges, some have jaws
We didn't choose the faces
We didn't choose the spell
But we can run a castle
And we can run it well

Open the doors, let the daylight through
There's work enough for me and you
Set every table, polish every floor
Someone answer the knocking at the door

Wind up the clocks, let the kettles sing
There's more to life than waiting for a king
The world keeps turning, whatever we're called
And the castle is open to one and all

I used to dress the ladies
In their velvet and their lace
Now all the guests complain
There isn't any wardrobe space

I once served at the royal court
I knew the proper way
But now I keep the schedules
And at least I get my say

I've poured ten thousand cups of tea
And every guest gets one
Who cares what I looked like before
There's still a job to be done

Some remember everything
Some have let it go
Some still dream of yesterday
And some don't care to know
No one has to forget
No one has to explain
Tomorrow we'll be here
And we'll do it all again

Open the doors, let the daylight through
There's work enough for me and you
Set every table, polish every floor
Someone answer the knocking at the door

Wind up the clocks, let the kettles sing
There's more to life than waiting for a king
The world keeps turning, whatever we're called
And the castle is open to one and all

I remember the garden
The ribbon, the rain
I remember her laughter
Through the windowpane

I remember the morning
She walked through the gate
And the rose that stopped falling
Before it was too late

I remember the portrait
The face that was mine
And a rose in the glass
That still catches the light

Your Highness

Yes

Forty-three rooms occupied, sir

And breakfast

STILL NO EGGS

Then make pancakes

Without eggs, sir

...Toast, then

Open the doors! Let the daylight through
There's work enough for me and you
Get to the kitchen! Get to the hall
And someone PLEASE answer that call

Wind up the clocks, let the kettles sing
There's more to life than waiting for a king
We know what we are, we know what we've got
And breakfast is waiting, ready or not

Open the doors, let the morning begin
Let every guest and every creature in
Whatever the weather, whatever the spell
We've got a castle, and we'll run it well

And the rose, sir

Leave it where it is

THE TOAST IS BURNING

ALL RIGHT, EVERYONE

WE'RE OPEN

Eight minutes late