Here is an extract from the opera like wot I wrote today.
The opera Testore - Riccardo o Roberto is in seven acts but I'm told that this might be a tad too much for the in-cognoscenti who make up the readers of this blog so I have taken a piece from Act One.
The principals are Riccardo a music teacher of some renown known as Ei-Tu! and one Roberto, one of his pupils and a religious zealot and wannabe priest known as Fermare Il Ladro!
Act One - scene one - a music studio made out of some unused stables at the back of Riccardo's house:
(singing)
Riccardo: Ah Roberto, Roberto cazzo!
Roberto: Roberto cazzo?
Riccardo: Roberto, Roberto cazzo!
Roberto: Roberto cazzo?
Riccardo: Si, Roberto cazzo. You have taken - my name -Testore.
Roberto" I have taken your name - Testore?
Riccardo: You have taken my name -Testore.
Roberto: Testore?
Riccardo: Testore!
Roberto: Testore?
Riccardo: Testore!
Roberto: Ah I see.
Riccardo: Si?
Roberto: Si!
Riccardo: A member of the damned.
Roberto: The damned?
Riccardo: The damned.
Roberto: The damned?
Riccardo: A calumnious member of the damned!
Roberto: Infamy!
Riccardo: Infamy?
Roberto: Infamy!
Riccardo: Infamy?
Roberto: You've all got it in for me!
Riccardo: That's an old joke Roberto but carry on.
Roberto: Carry On?
Riccardo: Yes, Carry On Cleo.
Roberto: Riccardo, take my hand.
Riccardo: Take your hand?
Roberto: My hand
Riccardo: I'll take you hand Roberto ...
Roberto: You'll take my hand Riccardo
Riccardo: I'll take you hand Roberto ... with the help of my sword.
Roberto: Your sword?
Riccardo: My sword!
Roberto: Your sword?
Riccardo: My sword!
Roberto: Belcanto?
Riccardo: Spirocore Weich.
Roberto: Belcanto?
Riccardo: Spirocore - Spirocore - Spirocore Weich.
Roberto: Spirocore Weich.
Riccardo: Spirocore Weich.
Riccardo severs Roberto's outstretched hand with his sword made out of beaten together strands of Spirocore Weich strings.
Roberto: I forgive you Riccardo. I love you.
Riccardo: Cazzo.
TO BE CONTINUED
