The Colorado Chamber Orchestra and Opera

Three Pop-up Operas

Noriko Tsuchiya and Jeffrey Alan Lockwood, co-directors

Armando Contreras, stage director

Thomas A. Blomster, music director

libretti by Jeffrey Alan Lockwood

Music by Noriko Tsuchiya and Thomas A. Blomster

LIBRETTI

MIRACLES: 

A cricket, a seagull and a Mormon walk into a bar… 

An Opera in One Act and Eight Scenes

Elizabeth Brooks, Gull

Joshua Zabatta, Mormon

Armando Contreras, Cricket

SCENE 1

GULL

Can we join you?

MORMON

My first beer.  And a drunken nightmare is my punishment.

CRICKET

Punishment for what?

MORMON

For sacrilege—for doubt.

CRICKET

Of what?

MORMON

A miracle.

GULL

Which one?

MORMON

The Miracle of the Gulls. 

CRICKET

Commemorated with a monument on Temple Square.

GULL

A flock of golden seagulls!

CRICKET

Two bronze birds.

GULL

Whatever.

MORMON

Stop!

What matters is the miracle is… a lie.

GULL

What have you been told? 

SCENE 2

MORMON

After we arrived and planted crops, crickets came in multitudes. We battled valiantly, 

prayed fervently. But we were overrun.

GULL

Then we arrived! An avian cavalry from California, to the Salt Lake valley!

MORMON

Seagulls saved the pioneers from starvation.

CRICKET

And we became known as Mormon crickets.

MORMON

True… But the gulls’ miraculous victory—is fictitious.

GULL

Says who?

MORMON

Historians. The facts.  The truth!

CRICKET

Then tell us your real story…

SCENE 3

MORMON

We came to escape oppression.

CRICKET

To find sanctuary.

MORMON

Pioneers from the East, then. Refugees from the South, now.

GULL

We came to escape hunger.

CRICKET

To find refuge.

GULL

Feasting on crickets, then. Flocking to landfills, now.

CRICKET

Migrating from the mountainsides, we found a bounty.

MORMON

You took our food! The valley wasn’t yours.

CRICKET

Sure it was. But we can share our hallowed place.

SCENE 4

MORMON

Insects cannot have a holy land.

GULL

Why not? A place becomes sacred through loss.

CRICKET

Through sacrifice.  

MORMON

Gettysburg, Omaha Beach… Calvary.

CRICKET

Your people struggled for decades.  My kind struggled for millennia.

GULL

Deserts are not easy places for seabirds.

CRICKET

Or thirsty insects.

MORMON

Or hungry farmers. There was heartache, but there was no miracle!

SCENE 5

CRICKET

We thought finding succulent crops was miraculous.

GULL

We thought finding tasty crickets was miraculous.

CRICKET

Honestly, crickets find one another to be delectable.

GULL

As did the Native Americans.

CRICKET

That us—Utah’s manna from heaven. 

MORMON

No!

GULL & CRICKET

No?

MORMON

No. A miracle means the gulls were sent by God to save my people.

GULL

How do you know it did not happen that way?

SCENE 6

MORMON

Historians say frost and drought had damaged crops.

CRICKET

Even so, we ravaged what remained.

MORMON

Moreover, gulls had come here previously.

GULL

But this time, our arrival was auspicious.

MORMON

Furthermore, gulls supposedly gorged and regurgitated repeatedly.

GULL

Well, we do puke the prickly parts.

MORMON

And finally, few pioneers recorded this supposedly heaven-sent event. 

CRICKET

Does that mean nothing actually happened?

MORMON

What is the truth? 

SCENE 7

GULL

Facts express one kind of truth.

CRICKET

Myths reveal other truths.

MORMON

Such as?

CRICKET

Humans must live in accord with nature.

GULL

Shared stories and struggles bind communities.

MORMON

Say more.

CRICKET

For crickets, farmers meant a bounty.

GULL

For gulls, crickets meant a bounty.

CRICKET & GULL

For people—what did crickets mean?

MORMON

For Mormons, hunger; for Indians, food. It depends… 

GULL

When the student is ready…

CRICKET

the teacher will come.

SCENE 8

CRICKET

So, can anyone know what happened in 1848?

MORMON

I guess not.

GULL

Two versions: One is objective, filled with scientific facts—

CRICKET

and generates certainty.

GULL

The other is enchanting, filled with human drama—

CRICKET

and evokes wonder.

MORMON

Which should I believe?

GULL

Both have a place and time.

CRICKET

For you, here and now, why not accept the one…

GULL/ALL

that is most beautiful?

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SACRED CLOWN

An Opera in One Act and Four Scenes

Elizabeth Brooks, Mother

Joshua Zabatta, Grandson

Armando Contreras, Grandfather 

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SCENE 1

GRANDSON

Grandfather will be here soon, mother.  We must talk sense into him.

GRANDFATHER

The usual, dear.  Easy—I have a plane to catch.

GRANDSON

Every year, you accept such misery.

GRANDFATHER

I do.

GRANDSON

Why travel to the arctic?  Why carry ice down from Denali?  Why wedge it into the soil?

GRANDFATHER

The climate is warming.  The tundra is dying.

GRANDSON

He is being a fool! 

MOTHER

A sacred clown of the First Nations.  Like his grandfather was for the Caribou Clan.  

GRANDSON

A court jester?

MOTHER

A contrarian.  Mocking those in power.  Asking difficult questions.  Saying what others cannot.  

GRANDSON

But nobody hears you in the wilderness.

GRANDFATHER

There are many ways to speak—many ways to be heard.

GRANDSON

The tundra doesn’t care.  It took half your toes.

GRANDFATHER

It is the nature of the arctic to inflict suffering.  It is my nature to care, to try.

GRANDSON

You cannot win.  Moving blocks of ice will not save the land.  Admit defeat!

SCENE 2

MOTHER

Remember the game against Teton High School?

GRANDSON

Our worst defeat.

MOTHER

Fifty-seven to eight at halftime.  Your teammates wanted to forfeit.  And you said?

GRANDSON

I’d rather lose by a hundred than quit.

GRANDFATHER

It was only seventy-four in the end!

MOTHER

You lost the game.  But you didn’t lose your dignity—

GRANDFATHER and MOTHER

your character—your integrity.

SCENE 3

MOTHER

We will never vanquish hatred, hunger, heartbreak.

GRANDFATHER and MOTHER

Or subdue greed, poverty, loneliness.

GRANDSON

We are destined to fail?

GRANDFATHER

No, to succeed.

GRANDSON

At what? 

GRANDFATHER

Trying the impossible.  Defying the bastards.  Refusing to lose heart.  

GRANDSON

When is the struggle complete? 

MOTHER

Caring never ends.

SCENE 4

GRANDSON

And so, we are forever burdened.

MOTHER

As was Sisyphus.

GRANDSON

Perhaps pushing the boulder eventually wears down the hill.

MOTHER

And if not?

GRANDFATHER

Then the work shapes us.  

MOTHER

If the hill of wickedness erodes,

GRANDFATHER

It will be wonderful.

GRANDSON

If not?

GRANDFATHER

To understand what the world needs, I see the melting glaciers, the dying tundra.  To sustain myself, I look inside.

ALL

So, we cannot make the world just.  But neither can it make us despair. 

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MERCY KILLING

An Opera in One Act and Four Scenes

Elizabeth Brooks, Bartender

Joshua Zabatta, Man

Armando Contreras, Cougar

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SCENE 1

BARTENDER

You look rode hard and put away wet.

MAN

I need a beer.

BARTENDER

Two bucks.  One, if you tell your story.

MAN

I was driving the county road… going too fast…

BARTENDER

Sounds about right.

MAN

When this big cat jumped in front of me…

BARTENDER

 ‘Big cat’? 

MAN

A cougar, ma’am.  I swerved but… 

BARTENDER

But what, hon?

MAN

A hard thud.  I got out, and there it was…

SCENE 2

COUGAR

… Lying in a ditch—panting in pain.  A jagged leg bone tore through my skin.  I bared my teeth.  Hiss…

MAN

I backed away and saw why he was so close to the road.  A wounded deer …

COUGAR

… Browsing in the twilight.  When I broke her back.  

MAN and COUGAR

Now she scrabbled through the grass, eyes bulging with fear.

BARTENDER

Half-dead, eh?

MAN

Like the cat.  I got my pistol from the glovebox.

BARTENDER

To end the suffering?

MAN

Exactly.  But when I opened the cylinder, there was a single bullet.

BARTENDER

Just one?

SCENE 3

MAN

I’d been target shooting with my brother-in-law.  We talked about my divorce.  How my anger drove her away.  How her affair consumed me.  How I couldn’t concentrate.  How the foreman fired me.

BARTENDER

I know this story, hon, doesn’t end well …

COUGAR

… Not for him, Not for me.

MAN

My rage from betrayal, from working so hard, from seeing others with so much…

BARTENDER

Let me guess.  Boats, cars, ATVs.

MAN

That’s why I bought a truck—a Ford F-450 Super Duty—That we couldn’t afford …

COUGAR

To proclaim his confidence, his cockiness, his cajones.

MAN

That God damned Ford.  Our final fight.  I hit her.  She left.  I went shooting.

BARTENDER

And forgot to reload your gun.

MAN

Just one bullet …

SCENE 4

 

COUGAR

He slumped down, against the bumper, spattered with my blood.

MAN

I could hear the terrible panting, of the cat; the terrified flailing, of the deer …

COUGAR

I could hear the shuddering sobs of the man.

MAN

I had to decide—

BARTENDER

—how to use your one shot.

MAN

A shattered animal or…  

BARTENDER

Or what?

MAN

Or what caused the misery.

BARTENDER

Theirs and yours?

MAN

Maybe everyone’s.

COUGAR

A gunshot.  I startled and growled,  then pulled myself into the woods.  The deer shivered and wheezed, then dragged herself into the weeds.

MAN

Did I finally get something right?  Can you kill pride, greed, lust, and envy?  I wondered with every step, walking from there to here. 

BARTENDER

You walked?

MAN / ALL

Well ma’am,  you can’t drive a truck with a bullet in engine.