NHB 211 - I Have An Ill Divining Soul

Dan and Kevin return with our new favorite recurring Wildcard episode where we go into the field and ask civilians a series of increasingly difficult Shakespeare trivia questions.  www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast   Kevin Condardo c/o No Holds Bard P.O. Box 170004 Brooklyn, NY 11217

Are you on the way to see a production of ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL? This episode will get you up to speed on the play in a variety of ways to insure that you'll be the best little audience member you can be. www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast

This week, 'cha boys put on their sorting hats as they select Quidditch teams from each of Shakespeare's character houses - Tragedies, Comedies, and Histories. www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast   Kevin Condardo c/o No Holds Bard P.O. Box 170004 Brooklyn, NY 11217

This week we’ll divine souls, tackle advice, and break down the recent article from TheLeafDesk,com claiming that South African forensic scientists have concluded that Shakespeare was an avid user of marijuana. www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast   Kevin Condardo c/o No Holds Bard P.O. Box 170004 Brooklyn, NY 11217

Inspired by the hit podcast Song Exploder, Kevin and Dan spend this episode breaking down and analyzing Shakespeare's Sonnet #113. Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind; And that which governs me to go about Doth part his function and is partly blind, Seems seeing, but effectually is out; For it no form delivers to the heart Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch: Of his quick objects hath the mind no part, Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch; For if it see the rud'st or gentlest sight, The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature, The mountain or the sea, the day or night, The crow, or dove, it shapes them to your feature.    Incapable of more, replete with you,    My most true mind thus maketh mine eye untrue. www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast   Kevin Condardo c/o No Holds Bard P.O. Box 170004 Brooklyn, NY 11217

Are you on the way to see a production of THE TWO NOBLE KINSMEN? This episode will get you up to speed on the play in a variety of ways to insure that you'll be the best little audience member you can be. www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast

This week we'll uncover and lap, sing a song for seven ages, and defend Patriots defensive end Chase Winovich who captioned a recent Instagram post with a quote from Julius Caesar and had six-time Super Bowl champion and greatest quarterback of all time Tom Brady reply by writing, "Study your playbook."  www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast   Kevin Condardo c/o No Holds Bard P.O. Box 170004 Brooklyn, NY 11217

Dan and Kevin debut what will hopefully be a recurring Wildcard episode where we go into the field and ask civilians a series of increasingly difficult Shakespeare questions.  www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast   Kevin Condardo c/o No Holds Bard P.O. Box 170004 Brooklyn, NY 11217

Inspired by the hit podcast Song Exploder, Kevin and Dan spend this episode breaking down and analyzing Shakespeare's Sonnet #60. Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow:      And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand,      Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.   www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast   Kevin Condardo c/o No Holds Bard P.O. Box 170004 Brooklyn, NY 11217

Dan and Kevin return to everyone's favorite Shakespeare party game, WILL, ACTUALLY, to discuss the most obvious themes in AS YOU LIKE IT. www.noholdsbard.com [email protected] patreon.com/NoHoldsBard @NoHoldsBardCast facebook.com/NoHoldsBardCast   Kevin Condardo c/o No Holds Bard P.O. Box 170004 Brooklyn, NY 11217