Gilbert and Sullivan were the Victorian equivalent of Andrew Lloyd Weber, light and frothy entertainment for the masses. More low comedy than grand opera.
Sir William Schwenck Gilbert
Eat your heart out, Teddy Roosevelt
Poet, playwright, painter, librettist (that means he wrote the words to the songs, stupid) and general all round stone hearted bastard. Totally paranoid regarding secrecy and income, probably due to the mental scarring he received from having the name Schwenk and his parents separating when he was the tender age of 40. He was one of the first people to own a private telephone, making him a Victorian geek. And was endlessly pissed off by his co-composer getting a knighthood a decade or so before he did.
Sir Arthur Sullivan
Bon vivant means "eats with a shovel"
A hypocritical, whore chasing, bon vivant composer, who considered his works on the operettas as a complete waste of time. The same guy who wrote "Onward Christian Soldiers", that Salvation Army classic, had at least a dozen affairs, including two simultaneous affairs with sisters. Like all good Victorian males, he kept a diary, including the number of times he had sex per day with his current mistress. He never married, for obvious reasons.
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