#lobster quadrille

[endomentendo]

so if comedy is a griffon and tragedy is the mock turtle would manic gangle be a lobster

You gosh darn genius

[hatter-and-dodo-in-wonderland]

I went to an opening for the exhibition of signs that we made on the theme of love

The Great Mad Hatter made his own signs!!!

Some people liked my ✨elegant suit✨ and ✨wonderful hat✨

I'm late! I'm late!

[wanderingmind867]

So, they really are just doing a full tribute to Lewis Carroll and L. Frank Baum. We just get the full lobster quadrille poem recited in it's entirety. So this was fun, and it almost makes me want to reread parts of Alice in Wonderland again. (Captain Carrot: The Oz-Wonderland War #3):

[caveundertree]

Alice 💜

The Gryphon, the Mock Turtle and Alice dance the Lobster Quadrille.

Journeys through bookland. [Alice's Adventures in Wonderland]. 1922.

Internet Archive

[thatwritererinoriordan]

"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail. "There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail."

[thatrandomartistjavi]

“The Queen’s Croquet-Ground”, “The Mock Turtle’s Story”, and “The Lobster Quadrille” from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

Illustrated by Francesco Corli

[mocktortis]

Morbid Jokes in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland*

"After a fall such as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!... Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of a house!" (Which was very likely true.)

"and even if my head would go through [the door]," thought poor Alice, "it would be of very little use without my shoulders."

...if you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison', it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later.

...she waited for a few minutes to see if she would shrink any further: she felt a little nervous about this; "for it might end, you know... in my going out all together, like a candle. I wonder what I should be like then?" And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle looks like after [it] is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing.

"She'll get me executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets."

"You are old, Father William," the young man said/"And your hair has become very white,/And yet you incessantly stand on your head-/Do you think, at your age, it is right?"//"In my youth," Father William replied to his son,/"I feared it might injure the brain;/But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,/Why, I do it again and again."

"I shall sit here," the Footman remarked, "till tomorrow-" At this moment, the door of the house opened, and a large plate came skimming out, straight at the Footman's head: it just grazed his nose, and broke to pieces against one of the trees behind him. "-or the next day, maybe," the Footman continued in the same tone, exactly as if nothing had happened.

[Alice cried] "...oh, there goes his precious nose!" as an unusually large sauce-pan flew close by it, and very nearly carried it off.

"Here! You may nurse it a bit, if you like!" said the Duchess to Alice, flinging the baby at her as she spoke.

"I daresay you never even spoke to Time!" "Perhaps not," Alice cautiously replied; "but I know I have to beat time when I learn music." "Ah! That accounts for it," said the Hatter. "He won't stand beating."

"...Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie... lived at the bottom of a well-" "What did they live on?" said Alice.... "They lived on treacle," said the Dormouse.... "They couldn't have done that, you know," Alice gently remarked. "They'd have been ill." "So they were," said the Dormouse; "very ill."

"They're dreadfully fond of beheading people here..."

[The King said] "My dear! I wish you would have this cat removed!" The Queen had only one way of settling all difficulties, great or small. "Off with his head!" she said without even looking round.

The executioner's argument was, that you couldn't cut off a head unless there was a body to cut it off from: that he had never had to do such a thing before, and he wasn't going to begin at his time of life.

"Now I give you fair warning," shouted the Queen... "either you or your head must be off...!"

"...perhaps you were never even introduced to a lobster-" (Alice began to say "I once tasted-" but checked herself hastily, and said "No, never")

"...as to the whiting," said the Mock Turtle, "they- you've seen them, of course?" "Yes," said Alice, "I've often seen them at dinn-" she checked herself hastily. "I don't know where Dinn may be," said the Mock Turtle.

"When the pie was all finished, the Owl, as a boon,/ Was kindly permitted to pocket the spoon:/ While the Panther received knife and fork with a growl,/ And concluded the banquet by [eating the owl]**

Here one of the guinea-pigs cheered, and was immediately suppressed by the officers of the court. (As that is a rather hard word, I will just explain to you how it was done. They had a large canvas bag, which tied up at the mouth with strings: into this they slipped the guinea-pig, head first, and then sat upon it.)

Here the other guinea-pig cheered, and was suppressed. "Come, that finishes off the guinea-pigs!" thought Alice.

"Collar that Dormouse!" the Queen shrieked out. "Behead that Dormouse! Turn that Dormouse out of court! Suppress him! Pinch him! Off with his whiskers!"

[Alice] jumped up in such a hurry that she tipped over the jury-box with the edge of her skirt, upsetting all the jurymen onto the heads of the crowd below, and there they lay sprawling about, reminding her very much of a globe of gold-fish she had accidentally upset the week before. "Oh, I beg your pardon!" she exclaimed in a tone of great dismay, and began picking them up again as quickly as she could, for the accident of the gold-fish kept running in her head, and she had a vague sort of idea that they must be collected at once and put back into the jury-box, or they would die.

"...you can't swim, can you?" [the King said], turning to the Knave. The Knave shook his head sadly. "Do I look like it?" he said. (Which he certainly did not, being made entirely of cardboard.)

*something of a subjective list. I might have missed a few, or added some that might not be "morbid enough" for some people.

**implied conclusion.

I'm going to make another post for Through the Looking-Glass, I just have to re-read it again. I'll link it here when I'm done with it.

[the-atrium-of-fools]

Franz Ferdinand mini review

40'

Really love the guitar on this one, it's got a really funky dark sort of groove to it. Just looking at the lyrics I'd have to guess it's about someone burying something, though who or what is unclear. It definitely wouldn't feel out of place over footage of a killer hiding a body.

Or it could be someone glancing over a ledge, thinking about all of the ramifications of following through, thinking about those 40 feet left.

Or it could be referring to depth of a lake or other body of water.

Not entirely sure, haha

The Lobster Quadrille

When I first put this one I hadn't made the Alice and Wonderland connection, so realizing that I knew the lyrics as a poem was a really fun experience. The instrumental on this one is sinister and builds to this grand crescendo and then immediately pulls you back in for one more round of the haunting chorus. Perhaps the crescendo is the oysters finally being consumed, with the last chorus repetition being them sealed away in the belly of the beast. Also I really love the deep vocals, they hold this sort of sick honey to them. They really capture the charismatic nastiness of the Walrus.

Swallow, Smile

It's almost nostalgic before the vocals kick in, with this consistent little guitar motif that evolves somewhat, but remains the backbone of the song. The vocals are smooth, yet they feel raw and almost anxious? The entire song has this sort of nervous energy, like you're waiting for a release of the tension and it never happens. I feel like this intertwines with the lyrics very nicely. They seem to be someone reminiscing none too fondly on a past relationship.

The singer states that "come on, let's fight, let's feel alive / it's the only feeling i've kept towards you that resembles any passion ". However, this is contrasted by the final verse, which is as follows: "well, that was easy waiting / everything's easy now / oh, and the days are 'oh so normal' / but oh baby / how i miss you." This, to me, suggests a sort of yearning for that toxic push and pull.

Another indication of this being a toxic relationship is the lyric " hiding from the twitch and crash / of the mood i hear you hatch " which I don't think I need to really explain.

Quite honestly, this song works for me as both a song about a romantic relationship and as a song about a familial relationship between mother and child, though the second interpretation is mostly based on vibes and self-projection haha

It's a really unique song, I don't think I've heard anything else quite like this. I really like it!

I did this as sort of an impromptu thing for fun, but if anyone else wants to send me music to do a lil write-up on I'd be glad to!

@digital-non-existence here's the review i said id do, hope you like it (:

[mocktortis]

soup of the evening: beautiful soup

soup de jour: soup of the day

soup de jure: soup the government wants you to eat

soup de facto: the soup everyone actually eats

[endomentendo]

[hatter-and-dodo-in-wonderland]

Could Jervis teach me the Lobster Quadrille?

Could Jervis teach me the Lobster Quadrille?

Oh hello dear anonymous!

You want to learn the Lobster Quadrille???

That's a good song I listened to again and again since my youngest age!

For the lyrics, no panic!

This is a version with nice music!

From Franz Ferdinand

The lyrics are on the video and it's easy to learn!

I KNOW THEM BY HEART! AND BROWNIE TOO THANKS TO THIS VERSION!!!

Here it is (⁠/⁠¯⁠◡⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠◡⁠)⁠/⁠¯⁠ ⁠~⁠ 

The song is not joyful as the Mock-turtle CRIES

[sakshi-s-blog]

Sherlobster

John Lobster

Art for the fic (disclaimer - Art is AI generated – but I just want to spread joy!)

The Lobster Quadrille

Summary : There are lobsters, lots of lobsters everywhere. With knives.

🦞🦞🦞 🔪🍴🔪

@ghostofnuggetspast @theofficialinternetloner @totallysilvergirl

[mocktortis]

it does the boots and shoes

[mocktortis]

Did someone say mock turtle?

Issuing a challenge to writers and artists everywhere to make an Alice in Wonderland-themed work with characters *OTHER* than Alice, the Queen of Hearts, the Mad Hatter or March Hare, the Cheshire Cat, the White Rabbit, or the Caterpillar.

We've got the Mock Turtle, the Jabberwocky, the Walrus and the Carpenter, the Dodo, the talking flowers, the Duchess, that awful baby--come on!!

[the-cricket-chirps]

Utagawa Kuniyoshi, Taiho, ebi 大鵬海老（Phoenix and lobster), 1839-1841

Salvador Dalí, The Lobster Quadrille, 1969

[princesssarisa]

Sometimes I think of one review, on Amazon I think it is, of the 1999 version of Alice in Wonderland. It complains about the ending, where Alice overcomes her stage fright and sings for her parents' party guests, but sings "The Lobster Quadrille" instead of the planned "Cherry Ripe." The reviewer disliked that Alice is "defiant" by singing a different song than the one her parents and her governess chose.

They obviously have a slightly different worldview than I do, or at least demand stricter obedience from children than I'm in favor of. Because as far as I'm concerned, Alice's choice to sing "The Lobster Quadrille" is what makes the ending of that version.

Admittedly, I'm not entirely fond of the script's choice to make Alice's journey through Wonderland revolve around teaching her courage to conquer her stage fright. As I wrote in my review of the film last year, the whole concept is slightly preachy and un-Carrollian. But I can accept it. I'm not sure if I would have accepted it as well, though, if Alice had sung "Cherry Ripe" at the end. After she gains the courage to stand up to the Queen and King of Hearts, wouldn't it be disappointing for the end result to just be "She uses her newfound courage to obey her parents and governess"? The fact that she gives the performance on her own terms, and sings a funny nonsense song of her own choosing instead of an inane Victorian parlor ballad, is more in keeping with the lesson she learned in Wonderland.

Besides, at the beginning of the movie, when she begs her mother not to make her sing, her mother guilt-trips her into agreeing to do it with obnoxious emotional manipulation. ("All the guests are so looking forward to it... your father and I will understand, though we'll be very disappointed.") Isn't it satisfying to see Alice be just a tiny bit defiant after that, and sing her own silly song rather than entirely give in to her mother's wishes? Particularly when, after their initial surprise, the guests love "The Lobster Quadrille."