Here's what I have so far for the crossover show. However, I'm having a bit of writer's block when it comes to the show itself. I get all the way up to Henry's intro line, then I blank. Give me some time.
Frontierland Jamboree: A Tribute to the Music & Lore of the American West
Our musical adventure into the Old West begins among the dusty streets and cracked pavements of Frontierland, a true representation of the American West as it appeared more than a century ago. With the jagged peaks of Big Thunder Mountain to the west and the luscious forests and quaint streams of Nature's Wonderland to the south, our travels bring us to the steps of the old "Davis Music Hall," a rustic, log-built playhouse reminiscent of the Pacific Northwest, with architecture directly inspired by Disneyland's extinct Bear Country. Quaint harmonica and banjo strums emit from within the old hall, whilst the watchful eye of a wood-carved Indian Chief stands near the entrance...however, this is no ordinary Indian Chief - this Chief is a grinning grizzly bear, complete with box of cigars and fanciful headdress. Bolted to a balcony above the front porch is a hand-crafted sign adorned with the carved images of various woodland critters, all encircled around the painted words, "Frontierland Jamboree: A Tribute to the Music & Lore of the American West." Atop the sign rests a wood-carved miniature of Henry, the jamboree's Master of Ceremonies, gleefully strumming a guitar. Intrigued, we step onto the old porch, past the complimentary rocking chairs, and through the stick-crafted turnstiles.
Inside, we find ourselves in an old, dimly-lit lobby, appropriately lit by chandeliers made of antlers, old gas lanterns, and the occasional candelabra composed of twigs and leaves. Illustrated portraits of the jamboree's performers line the walls, in addition to dressing room doors shaped like their respective animal occupants. To the north of the room is a set of doors, presumably the passageway to the music hall itself. Directly above them rest three trophy heads, Max the Buck, Melvin the Moose, and Buff the Buffalo, each permanently frozen in cheerful expressions, their names proudly displayed on ornate plaques beneath them. At approximately ten minutes to showtime, the bluegrass music in the background fades out, giving way to a little bit of frontier magic...
Buff: Hey, Melvin! Whatcha gonna do today?
Melvin: Oh, I don't know, Buff. I suppose I'll just hang around.
Max: Now, now, boys. No use in getting all hung up on complaining! We've got a show to introduce!
Melvin: A snow? Is it winter time already?
Buff: No, Melvin! A show!
Melvin: Oh!
Max: Yes sir! We've gotta introduce these kind cowpoke to the musical jamboree behind these doors.
Buff: And how do you expect to do that?
Max: Why the only way we know how!
Buff: And what's that?
Max: Through song! One, two, three!
*Music starts*
All 3: Well, howdy, come on in and sit a spell!
We're proud to share our music, can't you tell?
We'll do our very best to please
At the Frontierland Jamboree.
We hope you'll come on in and sit a spell.
Come on in!
Come on in!
Melvin: The welcome mat is always out,
'Cause seeing you is fun!
Buff & Max: Well, howdy, come on in and sit a spell.
Well, howdy, come on in and sit a spell.
Max: You'll have such fun, you'll laugh and cry!
Buff: He speaks the truth, and that's no lie!
All 3: Well, howdy, come on in and sit a spell.
Max: Don't forget to bring in your belongings!
Buff: Be sure to watch your kids.
Melvin: And your husbands, too. The show is about to begin!
And with that, a cast member readies us for the jamboree ahead, opening the doors beneath the heads and ushering us into the rustic, Northwoods-esque music hall. As we enter and take our seats, we take a good look at the monster of a stage before us, prominently guarded by a massive red curtain embroidered with gold lettering displaying the title of the show. On either side of the main stage is a single smaller stage, also blocked by a red curtain. Directly above us is a gorgeous chandelier, carved from wood. Among the fanciful woodwork appear the miniature shapes of various woodland critters, complimenting the ornate forest designs encompassing the perimeter of the stage's proscenium. A faint bluegrass selection of "Come On In" (the song sung by the trophy heads) plays underneath as our fellow audience members settle in, also taking in the breathtaking atmosphere of the music hall. Once everyone has settled, the same cast member from before gives a quick safety spiel, makes sure we're all settled in, then presses a button, setting the jamboree into motion.
A dramatic drum roll rings out...the massive curtain begins to rise. Front and center rests the dimly-lit silhouette of a familiar brown bear, sporting a familiar top hat, shirt front, and string tie, frozen in an inspiring position. On all corners of the stage rest countless other critters, scenery, and set pieces, all hidden under a veil of darkness, ready for their turn to perform. Henry's voice rings out in the darkness.
Henry: Ladies and gents...the Davis Music Hall is proud to present...the Frontierland Jamboree!
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And that's where I left off for now. Like I said, it's going to take me some time to write the actual show, I can't just come up with it on the spot like I did with the preshow and theater.
Frontierland Jamboree: A Tribute to the Music & Lore of the American West
Our musical adventure into the Old West begins among the dusty streets and cracked pavements of Frontierland, a true representation of the American West as it appeared more than a century ago. With the jagged peaks of Big Thunder Mountain to the west and the luscious forests and quaint streams of Nature's Wonderland to the south, our travels bring us to the steps of the old "Davis Music Hall," a rustic, log-built playhouse reminiscent of the Pacific Northwest, with architecture directly inspired by Disneyland's extinct Bear Country. Quaint harmonica and banjo strums emit from within the old hall, whilst the watchful eye of a wood-carved Indian Chief stands near the entrance...however, this is no ordinary Indian Chief - this Chief is a grinning grizzly bear, complete with box of cigars and fanciful headdress. Bolted to a balcony above the front porch is a hand-crafted sign adorned with the carved images of various woodland critters, all encircled around the painted words, "Frontierland Jamboree: A Tribute to the Music & Lore of the American West." Atop the sign rests a wood-carved miniature of Henry, the jamboree's Master of Ceremonies, gleefully strumming a guitar. Intrigued, we step onto the old porch, past the complimentary rocking chairs, and through the stick-crafted turnstiles.
Inside, we find ourselves in an old, dimly-lit lobby, appropriately lit by chandeliers made of antlers, old gas lanterns, and the occasional candelabra composed of twigs and leaves. Illustrated portraits of the jamboree's performers line the walls, in addition to dressing room doors shaped like their respective animal occupants. To the north of the room is a set of doors, presumably the passageway to the music hall itself. Directly above them rest three trophy heads, Max the Buck, Melvin the Moose, and Buff the Buffalo, each permanently frozen in cheerful expressions, their names proudly displayed on ornate plaques beneath them. At approximately ten minutes to showtime, the bluegrass music in the background fades out, giving way to a little bit of frontier magic...
Buff: Hey, Melvin! Whatcha gonna do today?
Melvin: Oh, I don't know, Buff. I suppose I'll just hang around.
Max: Now, now, boys. No use in getting all hung up on complaining! We've got a show to introduce!
Melvin: A snow? Is it winter time already?
Buff: No, Melvin! A show!
Melvin: Oh!
Max: Yes sir! We've gotta introduce these kind cowpoke to the musical jamboree behind these doors.
Buff: And how do you expect to do that?
Max: Why the only way we know how!
Buff: And what's that?
Max: Through song! One, two, three!
*Music starts*
All 3: Well, howdy, come on in and sit a spell!
We're proud to share our music, can't you tell?
We'll do our very best to please
At the Frontierland Jamboree.
We hope you'll come on in and sit a spell.
Come on in!
Come on in!
Melvin: The welcome mat is always out,
'Cause seeing you is fun!
Buff & Max: Well, howdy, come on in and sit a spell.
Well, howdy, come on in and sit a spell.
Max: You'll have such fun, you'll laugh and cry!
Buff: He speaks the truth, and that's no lie!
All 3: Well, howdy, come on in and sit a spell.
Max: Don't forget to bring in your belongings!
Buff: Be sure to watch your kids.
Melvin: And your husbands, too. The show is about to begin!
And with that, a cast member readies us for the jamboree ahead, opening the doors beneath the heads and ushering us into the rustic, Northwoods-esque music hall. As we enter and take our seats, we take a good look at the monster of a stage before us, prominently guarded by a massive red curtain embroidered with gold lettering displaying the title of the show. On either side of the main stage is a single smaller stage, also blocked by a red curtain. Directly above us is a gorgeous chandelier, carved from wood. Among the fanciful woodwork appear the miniature shapes of various woodland critters, complimenting the ornate forest designs encompassing the perimeter of the stage's proscenium. A faint bluegrass selection of "Come On In" (the song sung by the trophy heads) plays underneath as our fellow audience members settle in, also taking in the breathtaking atmosphere of the music hall. Once everyone has settled, the same cast member from before gives a quick safety spiel, makes sure we're all settled in, then presses a button, setting the jamboree into motion.
A dramatic drum roll rings out...the massive curtain begins to rise. Front and center rests the dimly-lit silhouette of a familiar brown bear, sporting a familiar top hat, shirt front, and string tie, frozen in an inspiring position. On all corners of the stage rest countless other critters, scenery, and set pieces, all hidden under a veil of darkness, ready for their turn to perform. Henry's voice rings out in the darkness.
Henry: Ladies and gents...the Davis Music Hall is proud to present...the Frontierland Jamboree!
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And that's where I left off for now. Like I said, it's going to take me some time to write the actual show, I can't just come up with it on the spot like I did with the preshow and theater.
