-Nobody knows what it is. Well, sort of.
-It's got the same loverly strings as a cello but is far easier to carry around
-It's big and tough-looking next to a violin, but still appears sweet next to a cello
-It's got a C string (yesssss resonance is a good thing)
-People always need violists, it's just a fact of string life, so it's hard to be out of work with a viola
-It has its own clef that everyone but violists hate, so it's all ours
-It's just plain cool
So why was it the instrument to be sheltered, cast away, forever reduced to scratching out dull harmonies and accompaniments?
*Sigh*
Okay, I'm exaggerating (why does that tend to happen when I discuss my instrument?!?!). This past summer at string quartet camp (I know, right? HA) I played Mendelssohn 12, and it was like an equal, beautiful tapestry of sound and color, with all the instruments at some point becoming more prominently colored in the weaving. Last winter I played an AMAZING Shostakovich piece (quartet 11) that felt like, instead of a tapestry, a bunch of threads bunched together; it was so bare, I'd say, so individual and together at the same time (I adore that piece--check it out). But really, we just got a new piece in quartet today, and it's Beethoven, which I like a lot, but our coach chose it because the CELLO gets a cool part, because the VIOLINS got the last cool part in our other piece. So when this year is over, it's my turn. I shall rebel and demand we get a piece I can boast about.
HA--watch, it'll be too hard for me to play. :-)
I am done now. Violas are respected just fine, I know. Really, I know. I'm not pissed. It's okay. Classical music kicks ass, period.
Intense viola activist-ing,
Josie
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