Dear Laurie, I would like to publicly apologize for every viola joke I’ve ever told. In my defense, I made those unflattering jibes before hearing Kim Kashkashian perform live. Trust me, I now see the error of my ways. Here’s the truth. I thought the E string was something pretty wonderful. But now, I’m ready to throw my violin in the Tennessee River. It’s biggest crime? It doesn’t have a C string. Yes, that sonorous, rich, wonderful sound that I have now come to know and love, thanks to Ms. Kashkashian. If the viola is, in fact, joke worthy, then Ms. Kashkashian has clearly gotten the last laugh. Case closed. — Diana S., one very embarrassed violinist
I had the incredible opportunity this past weekend to hear superstar violist Kim Kashkashian not once, but twice, at the über-hip Big Ears Festival in Knoxville, Tennessee. I knew that her first concert was solo Bach. Her second, a variety of repertoire with her longtime pianist, Robert Levin. I’ll admit to being intrigued, and a bit perplexed, that Ms. Kashkashian was headlining at a festival The New York Times hailed as “the widest-angle music festival in the country, bridging the spaces between the classical tradition, improvised music, electronics and guitars,” and an event Alex Ross of The New Yorker touted as “the most open-minded music gathering in the country.”
No disrespect of Ms. Kashkashian intended, but was she Big Ears material? Unaccompanied Bach? And, forgive me, is it even possible for a violist to be hip? Well, in a word, yes. She’s beyond hip, and she brought a wondrous perspective that creatively paired classic composers with their ultra-modern counterparts.
Ms. Kashkashian’s stellar reputation in the world of classical music certainly preceded her, as evidenced by the premier time slots she was given at the festival, as well as the more prestigious, larger venues. This proved a good decision by Ashley Capps, founder of Big Ears, as both her performances had long queues of people eagerly awaiting admittance. I fully believe Ms. Kashkashian added many members to her fan base who were graced with her artistry for the first time.
Concert 1: Bach (and Kurtág?)
When I walked into Knoxville’s stunning St. John’s Cathedral, I thought (there was no printed program) I was in for an entire evening of unaccompanied Bach. And I could not have been happier… nor more wrong. When Ms. Kashkashian stopped after the first movement of the Cello Suite in G Major and said she was going to play a piece by Hungarian composer György Kurtág (b. 1926), my head was filled with that horrible sound of brakes screeching. What? Who invited Kurtág to my all-Bach party?
Combining the two composers was a bold move… and, as it turned out, a rather brilliant one. Kashkashian wove together two Bach suites (G major and d minor) with Kurtág’s Signs, Games, and Messages. As Ms. Kashkashian stated, “We take the universal, even transcendent nature of these monumental composers and give a turn of the kaleidoscope by the juxtaposition of placing a Kurtág piece between each Bach movement. The Bach and Kurtág movements are shaped in sequence to create a dramatic gesture and arc — mirrors reflecting an unknown past and future.”
For me, this was the kind of programming I would have thought I’d absolutely and unequivocally hate. And yet the pairing of Bach and Kurtág mysteriously brought out the best in both. It made Bach’s dissonances seem presciently ahead of his time, and Kurtág’s classical orientation appropriately reverent of his musical predecessors. Kurtág movements, titled Silent Lines, Flapping/Slapping, Chromatic Argument, and In Nomine, were paired with Bach movements, titled Minuetto, Allamande, Prelude, and Courante. Bottom line: Both composers benefited from the juxtaposition to the other… something I would never have imagined I’d say.
Ms. Kashkashian moved effortlessly between the two composers’ music. Her sound was sonorous and rich throughout — the type of sound you want to curl up in and take a nice long nap. It was at once beseeching and assertive. Think of the greatest contralto you’ve ever heard and that’s the dark, deep quality you hear. She was the perfect storm of preparedness and spontaneity — giving a sense she was organically creating the music in front of our eyes, while clearly maintaining the pieces’ overall structure.
As for her physical presence, I’d bet the house Ms. Kashkashian was trained as a ballerina at some point.
She moved her bow arm in an almost circular manner when approaching the string, reminiscent of the way a ballerina gracefully and elegantly raises her arms. There were times when she literally extended a leg and delicately pointed her toe. And her starting posture was often ballet’s “first position” (heels together, toes pointed out). In her flowing black tunic and pants, she was an absolute pleasure to watch.
Ms. Kashkashian always seemed genuinely surprised and grateful for the resounding applause. During her bows, she had a charming way of holding her viola by the neck directly in front of her body, as if she were giving her viola the recognition, not herself. I found it incredibly endearing.
Concert 2: Guastavino, Ginastera, Harbison, Brahms
Her second concert, with virtuoso pianist Robert Levin, included Songs from South America by Carlos Guastavino (1912-2000), Triste by Alberto Ginastera (1916-1983), Sonata for Violin and Piano by John Harbison (b. 1938), and Sonata in E-flat Major, Opus 120. no. 2 by Johannes Brahms (1833-1897).
Held in the spectacularly ornate Tennessee Theatre, Ms. Kashkashian took the stage as if she were just coming back from getting a drink of water in the next room. And I mean that in the best possible way. In the overall spirit of the festival, she made you feel like you were simply sharing chamber music in her living room. She created a feeling of intimacy even in the large venue.
The chemistry and connection between Kashkashian and Levin was electric. It reminded me of the first question my husband always gets when he performs operas in the schools for children. “Are the soprano and tenor in love in real life?” (They never are.) All my sophomoric mind could think of when watching Kashkashian and Levin perform was that if they’re not in love, they ought to be. (I know, I know. Inappropriate.) But the communication between these two artists was reminiscent of the great movie romances of all times. They euphemistically finished each other’s musical sentences. A few times I actually felt that if I were being polite, I’d have looked away.
Again, there were no printed programs, so Ms. Kashkashian and Mr. Levin provided a running commentary of what we were about to hear. The “audible program notes” worked beautifully, adding a depth to our understanding of the music. Given that many of the pieces she performed had poetry behind them, it was wonderful to hear the lyrics before hearing the music (“Do not be sad; I wait for you on the other side”) and to hear the descriptive names of the movements of Harbison’s hauntingly beautiful sonata, which foretold the stages of death (Risoluto, Passage, Night Piece, Certainties, Uncertainties, Questions, Answers).
In a touching moment, Mr. Levin noted that Brahms’ Sonata in E-flat Major was originally written for, and dedicated to, clarinetist Richard Mühlfeld. Levin made the point that solo musicians often inspire composers. He said if it weren’t for Richard Mühlfeld, we might not have this beautiful sonata by Brahms. Much to the audience’s delight, he affirmed the commitment he and Ms. Kashkashian share to make themselves available to work with living composers.
The Big Ears Experience
I suspect the Big Ears experience (no printed programs, overlapping performance schedules that allow audience members to quietly come and go from one event to the next, an incredibly relaxed atmosphere) was possibly counter to Ms. Kashkashian’s usual style of performing. If that’s the case, it was certainly not evident. She seemed quite at home in the laid back Big Ears environment.
Her composure brought to mind an interview I read in which she stated that motherhood had made her a better performer. She said, and I paraphrase, that if you could withstand the vicissitudes of parenting, there wasn’t much that could happen in a live performance you couldn’t handle. Ms. Kashkashian clearly handled everything around her with elegance, beauty, and grace. And I’m quite certain I am not the only viola convert she created.
P.S. If you feel you’re too old to accomplish anything of significance, take note. György Kurtág completed his first opera, Endgame (based on Samuel Beckett’s play), last year and it was premiered at La Scala. He was age 92 at the time.
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