In Development

Moss Sutra

青 苔 经

ABOUT

The Moss Sutra is a new Kunqu Opera that combines various forms of ceremonial chanting. It has an abstract, sutra - like structure, that contains layers of discoveries, stories and inner cycle chantings.


Synopsis


The performance begins in a prehistorical time. A deity shows a woman a dance and song, which exist between the human and celestial world. This is the origin of Chinese Opera. 

In a sealed timeless garden, a woman, Xun, questions the extent of the garden’s encompassing nature and ponders her own sense of lack. Dappled sunlight appears on tree leaves. The shimmering lights come together as voices guiding her, chanting “Manifest, manifest.”  

Outside the garden is Beijing in 1860. A British army, denied entry by the emperor, grows restless as attempts at trade and diplomacy are failing. The British plenipotentiary Lord Elgin decides to burn the garden to the ground, forcing China into the modern period.

Out of the ash, an ungendered youth rises. This person sings the tale of a Zen buddhist disciple who has witnessed his master’s magical power and then consecrates his youth to the master’s silver light.

The pure Buddhist realm keeps expanding, into another dimension and the audience is transported to China’s remote past at the dawn of pictographic writing. A young priest fulfills his obligation to his Oracle master, by carrying out a human sacrifice. In the course of the ritual the mystical truth of pictorial calligraphy is finally revealed to him. With this discovery, all the efforts and searching have come together, form the voices of the ever-lost human spirits and celestial chanting, joining together, celebrating the knowledge of who we are, and of our journey within the everlasting cycles of the Universe.

The following three samples are excerpts of work in progress.


 
 

PRELUDE

On a Snowy Mountain 

Woman and Female Chanters

Lingering 

Eternal game 

Flowing 

Between worlds 


Rolling thunder drums 

Waves on waves

Leave a few remain 

Sleep as asleep

Sphere forms sphere

Yet flowers not flowers 

Moon in moon 

Where will it go?

Where will I go? 


[In the snow, a deity lands on the mountain top.]


Female Chanters 

Forgetting 

Now and when 

Lost in the twilight 

Ten thousand names 

Both mortals and immortals 

Revealed behind the mask

Beaming eyes …


Deity

Singing in between worlds

Rootless

Flowerless


Female Chanters

Voiceless

Nameless  



Deity 

Fragrance exudes    

Rendering the transparent tune 

In solemn light   



Female Chanters

Unknown 

And 

Unfound

[A snow storm begins.] 


Female Chanters

Snowy origin

A brook sprawls and tumbles 

Pebble shrines 

Only rainclouds now remain 

When will we see each other again?
 

Deity 

Here is a pair of true eyes 

Take them please

When you can truly see

I will return. 

[Deity leaves with his snow vehicle.] 


Female Chanters 

Lingering 

Eternal game 

Flowing 

Between worlds 

Earth ocean mountains 

Winds endless cycles 





 
 

THE AMBIENT SONG

Nonverbal Communication 






 
 

HUMiLity AS THE HISTORY GOES ON


The Finale



Male Chanters

“The great Emathian conqueror 

Bid spare the garden of Pindarus 

When temple and tower 

Went to the ground” * 


Narrator

In the long long history, 

there are only few revolutionaries, 

among us, 

pushing us forward. 

As for the rest, 

they are but moss, 

upon the ground.


Male Chanters join Narrator

These two

The few 

and the Moss 

Coexist 

Meandering 

Beneath

The eternal firmament




Deity in the background

Singing in between worlds

Rootless

Flowerless

Nameless



Female Chanters

Seasons change

Rocks turn to sand  

Rainbow bridges 

Vanish in clouds 

All

But  

The stillness is here 

This mossy land

It extends  

[Female Chanters unfold the fans in their hands to convey a joyful emotion] 

(Fan) This is how to open it

(Moss) It turn colors  


[Female Chanters fold back the fans in their hands to convey a sad emotion] 


(Fan) This is how to close it

(Moss) It turn colors  

* The passage in quotes is by John Milton. The word “home” in the original passage has been changed to “garden.”








ARTISTS

Bill Yumans       Baritone

Chad Kranak       Tenor 

Brian Mummert       Baritone 

Micah Epps       Bass

Qian Yi       Soprano and Mezzosoprano

Hong Da Qing   Piccolo, Flute and Xun 

Audrey Chen       Cello

Neil Beckmann       Guitar

Satoshi Takeishi       Percussion

Julian Wright       Recording Engineer

Tyler Neidermayer       Recording Engineer

Elizabeth Gartman       Transcribing and Copying

Lucas Hunter       Special Assistant

Ani Chong       Special Assistant

Emile Berlinerblau       Special Assistant

Amy Mereson       Story Editor 


Special Thanks

Rachel Cooper 

Ralph Samuelson 

Jin Qing 

Anne Harley 

Julian Bennett Holmes 

Dennis Malone

Nancy Reale 

Bill Yumans

Evan Eisenberg

Susan Jain

Will Healy

Wesley Chinn

Caitlin Ward

Julian Crouch

Andrea Miller

Patterson Sims

Katy Homans

Nigel Redden

Miranda Leonard

Leonard Porter

Opera America


Qian Yi       Composition and Lyrics