SCENE 4: THE ANNOUNCEMENT

 

1957 

 

At the art gallery, society matrons mingle with the politicians, the art lovers, the music lovers, the freeloaders and the press. 

 

FOUR SOCIALITES 

Darlings how exciting 

We'll show them at la Scala 

The divas will be fighting 

To sing on Sydney Harbour  

 

MUSIC LOVER, ART LOVER 1, ART LOVER 2 

How exciting! 

How exciting! 

An opera house for Sydney: 

The tenors all competing 

For the honour of repeating 

Their Royal Opera House success! 

 

CHORUS 

At last we’ll hum along to opera 

Opera yes opera yes opera etc. 

 

MUSIC LOVER, ART LOVER 1, ART LOVER 2 

How exciting! 

How exciting! 

An opera house for Sydney 

The tenors all competing 

For the honour of repeating 

Their Royal Opera House success 

 

FOUR SOCIALITES 

Who'd have guessed 

Who'd have guessed 

So far from Europe  

Who'd have guessed! 

By water  

Just like Venice 

We’ll arrive to see the  

Renaissance 

Of high art 

With a dash of Aussie zest! 

 

CHORUS 

How does that tune go? 

Opera.  

World class opera! 

This city comes of age 

When we have our home-grown opera 

On a true Wagnerian stage. 

 

The Premier enters pursued by the press. 

 

REPORTER  

Mr Premier! 

Mr Premier, 

Please answer the question. 

 

PREMIER 

Yes, it was Sir Eugene 

Who first put it to me 

That an opera house be built 

On Bennelong Point... 

 

REPORTER  

Then why.... 

 

PREMIER 

Let me finish! 

But my ears were far from deaf: 

Ten thousand miles from Europe  

Though we be 

We are most certainly 

Not culturally bereft. 

Great artists have no qualms 

About visiting these shores: 

We welcome them with open arms... 

 

REPORTER 

Then shunt them out the back door 

Like Sir Eugene, Mr. Premier? 

 

Everyone turns around. 

 

PREMIER 

It was... 

Unfortunate 

Sir Eugene had to leave us last year in such... 

Difficult...  

Circumstances, 

But let's not dwell on the past! 

This is 1957 

In three years you’ll have your opera house 

Write about that! 

 

He is handed an envelope by the chief juror and  

addresses the gathering.  

 

Ladies and gentlemen 

 

He waves the envelope in the air. 

 

Two hundred and thirty three of the world's best architects 

Have thrown their hats in the ring, 

And the name in here  

Will leave its mark on a city 

Destined for greatness. 

Our panel of distinguished jurors 

Has chosen... 

 

He has trouble opening the envelope. 

 

Has chosen... 

 

He tears the envelope open. 

 

The “chosen one” is the Danish Architect. 

The Architect from Denmark. 

There is polite applause as the juror prepares to reveal the plans. 

 

 Chief Juror... 

 

JUROR 

Thank you, Mr Premier. 

Given the beauty,  

The exceptional beauty 

Of the site, 

Of the harbour; 

The shape,  

The silhouette 

Had to be right. 

A large building,  

A massive building,  

However practical,  

Would be quite inappropriate 

And so....   

 

The design is revealed. Audience all gasp. Reaction is divided,though more negative than positive. 

 

As you can see 

The drawings are simple; 

Simple to the point of being diagrammatic. 

 

MUSIC LOVER 

It’s a monstrosity! 

 

SOCIALITE 1 

A monstrosity! 

 

SOCIALITE 2 

It's quite daring... 

 

JUROR 

But we are convinced...  

 

SOCIALITE 3 

It's a monstrosity! 

 

JUROR 

They present a concept of an opera house....  

 

SOCIALITE 4 

It's quite darling! 

 

JUROR 

...That is capable of taking its place 

Among the great buildings of the world. 

 

ART LOVER 2 

A monstrosity 

 

M.P.'S WIFE 

It shows imagination though. 

 

M.P. 

If you like that sort of thing 

 

SOCIALITE 3 

(With horror) 

It reminds me of something  

Crawling up out of the ocean! 

JUROR 

Because of its very originality 

It is clearly a controversial design. 

 

ART LOVER 1 

A disintegrating circus tent! 

Laughter 

 

MAESTRO 

Congratulations Mr Premier 

This is a true building for music 

 

PREMIER 

To the Maestro 

And apparently 

It's the cheapest to build. 

 

ART LOVER 2 

Insane and farcical. 

 

CHORUS 

A monstrosity 

 

ART LOVER 1 

And it's in the wrong place! 

 

ONLOOKER 

That's a heck of a lot of cement... 

 

CHORUS 

A monstrosity 

 

M.P. 2 

What a sin! 

Put a hotel there 

And you’d get the American tourists in. 

 

SOCIALITE 1 

What's so original my dears?  

 

CHORUS 

It’s monstrous 

 

SOCIALITE 1 

On Anzac Parade... 

 

CHORUS 

It’s Monstrous 

 

SOCIALITE 1 

...A lawn mower shop 

Has displayed the same vulgar taste 

For years and years! 

 

CHORUS 

It reminds me of 

Copulating turtles, 

Overdressed Aunt Myrtles. 

What was that he said? 

It’s like an unmade bed. 

All we needed was a box 

To put on shows  

And show off frocks 

Was that too much to ask? 

Was there no Australian 

Equal to the task? 

 

ART LOVER 2 

An armadillo in concrete. 

 

ART LOVER 1 

A launch pad for missiles. 

 

SOCIALITE 2 & 3, M.P.’S WIFE 

A dinosaur complete 

With vertebral scales! 

 

MUSIC LOVER 

French nuns in force... 

 

SOCIALITE 1 

Mushrooms trodden by a horse... 

 

ONLOOKER 

Why don’t they put it in a park? 

 

M.P., M.P.’S WIFE, SOCIALITE 3 

It’ll only look good in the dark! 

 

CHORUS 

Millions of pounds down the drain. 

This architect is clearly insane! 

God save us from the Dane! 

 

ALEXANDRA 

Oh Stephen, Stephen 

Is it possible? 

Imagine singing there... 

Oh Stephen, 

Imagine that 

 

STEPHEN 

Everything is possible for us here. 

We’ll be happy here, 

You and me. 

 

ALEXANDRA 

My dream come true... 

 

STEPHEN 

Our dream, our dream. 

 

ALEXANDRA 

There's a change in the air 

Can you feel it? 

 

Only a moment ago 

I had feelings I couldn't name. 

Dreams buried too deep to be shared.  

But now, 

I feel the beginning of... 

What? 

The future? 

My future? 

 

The dream awakens sleeping hopes 

Ambitious dreams of nights of glory  

The songs I'll sing  

The roles I'll play 

The part I'll take in opera's story. 

The dream awakens sweet desire 

I'll dedicate myself to singing 

No sacrifice  

Will be too great 

I've seen what's possible with dreaming. 

The dream I have is mine alone 

The road I'll take is mine to follow 

And though the steps be long and hard 

I'll climb them all through joy and sorrow! 

Another's dream has woken mine, 

Another's vision spoken to me. 

No sacrifice  

Will be too great 

To realise the dream within me. 

 

And my song  

Will soar  

Into the sky; 

My voice 

Will reach 

Up to the stars. 

Reaching,  

Rising, 

Floating free. 

Floating to the sky. 

There's a change in the air  

Can you feel it?