Nixon in China MAO PAT I … I … I Dream Yes, Dick
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669022-24 bk Adams 7/8/09 10:34 Page 32 CHIANG CH’ING NIXON ! Peking watches the stars, I was “Nick.” AMERICAN OPERA CLASSICS Nanking sleeps naked. Murderers I must have told you that. Stretch out in doorways in Shanghai. Christ, it was beautiful. I swapped MAO Spam for hamburger meat and roped As we ride eastwards to Peking In a few men to rig a stand. I shut my eyes and, listening CHIANG CH’ING (lontano) John Hard, hear the old harmonium We should go underground. We left behind. The revolution must not end. CHIANG CH’ING NIXON ADAMS Chungking’s old-fashioned armory They called it “Nick’s Snack Shack.” I found Lies undefended. Yenan rests The smell of burgers on the grill Like a wise virgin. Made strong men cry. Nixon in China MAO PAT I … I … I dream Yes, Dick. That schools of small transparent fish CHIANG CH’ING, MAO (lontano) Orth • Kanyova • Hammons • Heller • Dahl Race down a shallow river. The revolution must not end. CHIANG CH’ING NIXON Yuan • Malde • Simson • DeDominici All the coasts Now, Bougainville Are clear, and all the oceans still Was a refueling stop … Colorado Symphony Orchestra • Opera Colorado Chorus As we ride eastwards… PAT CHOU I know. Marin Alsop … to Peking Each fighter pilot that came through MAO Got a free burger and a beer. We recoil from victory and all its works. NIXON What do you think of that, Karl Marx? Done to a turn; [medium-rare,] Speak up! Rare, medium, well-done, anything [CHIANG CH’ING You say. The Customer is King. Hush.] Sorry, we’re low on relish. Drinks? PAT This is my way of saying thanks. @ You won at poker. CHOU NIXON # I am old and I cannot sleep I sure did. Forever, like the young, nor hope I had a system. Five card stud That death will be a novelty Taught me a lot about mankind. But endless wakefulness when I Speak softly and don’t show your hand Put down my work and go to bed. Became my motto. How much of what we did was good? PAT Everything seems to move beyond Tell me more. Our remedy. Come, heal this wound. NIXON At this hour nothing can be done. Well, the Pacific theater Just before dawn the birds begin, Was not much to write home about. The warblers who prefer the dark, PAT The cage-birds answering. To work! Yes, dear. I think you told me that. Outside this room the chill of grace I read it while I did my hair Lies heavy on the morning grass. And put it in my stocking drawer With all the others. 3 CDs 8.669022-24 32 669022-24 bk Adams 7/8/09 10:34 Page 2 John Saved from our decays PAT Admire that perfect skeleton, Did it dear? CHOU NIXON ADAMS No one I killed, but those I saw I began to take in all the sights. (b. 1947) Starved to death. PAT MAO You’ve always suffered terribly Those veins, that skin like cellophane. From nervous perspiration. Nixon in China Take them and press them in a book. NIXON Dare we behave as if the meek Picture a thousand coconuts Opera in Three Acts Will mark the places of the wise? Like mandrills’ heads or native masks, CHOU Milk oozing from their broken husks, Only they can tell The flooded rib of a palm frond Libretto by Alice Goodman (b. 1958) How the land lies, where the pitfall Where several centipedes had drowned, Was excavated, the mines laid … Unsanded wood that smelled like meat … Richard Nixon . Robert Orth CHIANG CH’ING Jesus, it grabbed you by the throat. The masses stride ahead of us. PAT Pat Nixon . Maria Kanyova We follow: Wonder what I was doing then? MAO Dressing up as if you’d walk in. Henry Kissinger . Thomas Hammons The instant before bombs explodes At any moment. Mao Tse-tung . Marc Heller Intricate struggles coexist CHIANG CH’ING Within an entity, embraced (When they took off their coats and hung Madame Mao (Chiang Ch’ing) . Tracy Dahl Till they ignite. Them over branches, and the pick CHIANG CH’ING Scraped the eroded ground, I shook Chou En-lai . Chen-Ye Yuan 9 I can keep still, With pure excitement.) 1st Secretary (Nancy T’ang) . Melissa Malde I can say nothing for a while, NIXON While the sparks die high in the air The war was dislocated. 2nd Secretary . Julie Simson The sun moves on. Nothing I fear PAT Has ever harmed me, why should you? Go on, dear. 3rd Secretary . Jennifer DeDominici Marshal your forces, I’ll lie low Don’t let me interrupt. The drought has made me thin and strong. NIXON When they took off their coats and hung Hold a shell Them over branches, and the pick Up to your ear. Guadalcanal Opera Colorado Chorus Scraped the eroded ground, I shook Sounds distant, roughly like the sea. With pure excitement. CHOU Douglas Kinney Frost, Chorus Master CHIANG CH’ING The east is red; 0 (I can keep still, As we ride eastwards to Peking Colorado Symphony Orchestra I can say nothing for a while, Preoccupied with our last long While the sparks die high in the air Triumphal march, the early light The sun moves on. Nothing I fear Embalms each soldier on the route. Marin Alsop Has ever harmed me, why should you?) MAO NIXON As they advance we melt away After that … Into the underbrush; we strike PAT While they’re asleep, a single spark A penny for your thoughts. Sets them alight. Cast the net wide NIXON And draw it in. The sweat had soaked my uniform, [MAO [My hair dripped down my forehead …] Well said!] 8.669022-24 2 31 8.669022-24 669022-24 bk Adams 7/8/09 10:34 Page 30 In Yenan we were just boys. CHIANG CH’ING CD 1 66:22 Once we had roast chicken with peppers. MAO MAO Revolution is a boys’ game. And a light film of dust settled on each plate. Act I, Scene 1 CHOU Your few subjectivist mistakes I have grown old Only confirm Mythology’s eternal charm; And done no more work than a child. Roused from a state of seeming rest 1 Beginning (Orchestra) 2:46 NIXON Its landscape offers up the ghost... 2 “Soldiers of Heaven Hold the Sky” (Chorus) 2:45 There was so much I couldn’t tell. CHIANG CH’ING 3 “The People Are the Heroes Now” (Chorus) 2:51 PAT Small lizards basked among the rocks, Such as? Warm as your hand. 4 Landing of the Spirit of ’76 (Orchestra) 2:34 NIXON MAO 5 “Your Flight Was Smooth, I Hope?” (Chou, Nixon) 1:25 5 Sitting around the radio An ancient tactical retreat, 6 “News Has a Kind of Mystery” (Nixon, Chou, Kissinger, Chorus) 7:29 With the enlisted men, I knew Retrenched in the inanimate. My time had come. The signal cleared These things were men. Transmitting nothing like a word. NIXON Act I, Scene 2 There was a cross round one guy’s neck. 7 When I woke up I noticed that. I dimly realized the Jap PAT Bombers had given us a miss … 7 Beginning (Mao, Nixon, Chou, Kissinger, Secretaries) 4:19 You told me, Dick. [It was the weather I suppose.] 8 “You Know We’ll Meet with Your Confrère, The Democratic Candidate” (Mao, Nixon, Kissinger) 2:40 NIXON PAT 9 “You’ve Said That There’s a Certain Well-known Tree” (Chou, Nixon, Mao, Kissinger, Secretaries) 2:48 The corrugated metal roof Thank heaven for that. Shook in the rain. The men were safe. NIXON 0 “Founders Come First, then Profiteers” (Mao, Secretaries, Nixon, Chou, Kissinger) 7:25 I said goodbye to you then, Pat. Then I went out. ! “We No Longer Need Confucius” (Mao, Secretaries) 3:10 PAT Already it was getting hot, @ “Like the Ming Tombs” (Nixon, Secretaries, Mao, Chou) 5:34 Did you? A cloud of steam rose from the base NIXON Just like a Roman sacrifice. Then I began to wait. PAT Act I, Scene 3 The rain seeped in under the door. I never doubted you’d come back. The lights went out. I always knew. PAT NIXON # Beginning (Nixon, Pat, Chou, Kissinger, Chorus) 6:32 You told me, dear. I felt so weak $ “Ladies and Gentlemen, Comrades and Friends” (Chou, Chorus, Pat, Kissinger) 7:00 NIXON With disappointment and relief % “Mr. Premier, Distinguished Guests” (Nixon, Chorus) 2:48 That was the time I should have died. Everything seemed larger than life. MAO CHOU ^ Cheers! (Chorus, Nixon, Chou, Pat, Kissinger) 4:16 6 Let us examine what you did. 8 I have no offspring. In my dreams We led a quiet life, we grew The peasants with their hundred names, CD 2 51:04 Stronger, we walked behind the plow, Unnamed children and nameless wives And as we worked year after year Deaden my footsteps like dead leaves; The yellow dust that filled the air MAO Act II, Scene 1 Softened the Buddha’s well-known face Your few subjectivist mistakes And made him seem like one of us. Only confirm Mythology’s eternal charm; CHIANG CH’ING Roused from a state of seeming rest 1 Beginning (Pat) 3:49 We ate wild apricots. Its landscape offers up the ghost 2 “Look Down at the Earth” (Chorus, Pat, Secretaries) 5:51 CHOU An ancient tactical retreat, 3 “This Is Prophetic!” (Pat) 7:58 The taste is still in my mouth. Retrenched in the inanimate.