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ABOUT THE ARIA
From Masquerade, the third act in a trio of operas called Three Way. Masquerade takes place at a lavish suburban home. It’s a swinglife party, where people from all walks of life pursue their wildest erotic dreams. Couples in masks and robes have paired off in twos and threes. In this aria, the conservative, middle-aged Larry thought he was going to have fun with two ladies, but had performance anxiety. He pours a drink and laments.
ABOUT THE OPERA
An Il trittico for the Tinder generation, Three Way is a new opera about the present and future of sex and love with music by Robert Paterson (The Whole Truth) and a libretto by David Cote (Blind Injustice). In three playful acts, average heroes explore the worlds of android lovers, BDSM and polyamory in a quest for “more” in today’s hyperconnected and gender-fluid world. Featuring Nashville Opera, conducted by Dean Williamson. Original cast recording.
CREATIVE TEAM
Robert Paterson, Composer: http://www.robertpaterson.com | http://www.robertpaterson.com/three-way
David Cote, Librettist: http://www.davidcote.com
THREE WAY SITES
Three Way Site: http://www.threewayopera.com/
Nashville Opera: http://www.nashvilleopera.org/three-way/
American Opera Projects (AOP): http://www.aopopera.org/threeway/
Materials available from Bill Holab Music: http://www.billholabmusic.com/threeway/
Three Way Arias - Male: http://www.billholabmusic.com/store/i...
Three Way Arias - Female: http://www.billholabmusic.com/store/i...
Three Way Piano/vocal score: http://www.billholabmusic.com/store/i...
ORIGINAL CAST
Danielle Pastin, Soprano: http://www.daniellepastin.com
Courtney Ruckman, Soprano: http://www.courtneyruckman.com
Eliza Bonet, Mezzo-Soprano: http://www.elizabonet.com
Melisa Bonetti, Mezzo-Soprano: http://www.melisabonettimezzo.com
Jordan Rutter, Countertenor: http://www.jordanrutter.com
Samuel Levine, Tenor: http://www.samuellevinetenor.com
Wes Mason, Baritone: http://www.wesmasonstage.com
Matthew Treviño, Bass: http://www.matthewtrevino.com
LYRICS
I’m angry with myself.
Well, just a part of myself—
The part that lies there like a shrunken lump.
I could take that magic pill,
But I’d rather use my will,
Not an artificial bump to end this slump.
Two of them, two of them, what more could you ask?
Two luscious ladies, eager and game.
That makes three of us, three of us, all in our masks,
The lighting is low, the cushions are deep,
It’s my favorite dream but I’m not asleep.
And Little Larry Junior’s not making a peep.
I guess it’s not my night.
Not my night. Not my night.
I’m beating up myself.
I should be nicer to myself.
I want to keep on playing in the game.
But despite my healthy hunger,
The other team is so much younger
And my pitching arm is feeling awful lame.
When did the wild man get so very tame?
Not my night! Not my night.
- Genre
- Classical