Schoenberg: Three 
          Piano Pieces, Op. 11 (1909) 
          Dallapiccola: Quaderno 
          Musicale di Annalibera (1952) 
          Martirano: Cocktail 
          Music (1962) 
          Ives: Sonata No. 2, 
          "Concord" (1911-12) 
            
        
Charles 
          Ives’ Concord Sonata is a beast of 
          a piece, with some of the literature’s thorniest 
          passages over its sprawling length (almost 
          three-quarters of an hour) and requires an 
          expert ability to sort out the texture’s disparate 
          strands. A high percentage of the score contains 
          densely written chords – some would say "muddy" 
          – that also sound muddy if not clarified. 
          As with voicing in Beethoven or other composers, 
          the interpreter here needs to show the listener 
          what to listen to – to point the way amid 
          the thickets. Granted, Ives may have intended 
          some messiness as part of the effect, but 
          the pianist still needs to say, "Here, 
          look at this, even though there are a zillion 
          other things fighting for your attention." 
          
        
 
        
Making 
          short work of this complexity, Nonken more 
          than proved her mettle by playing expert tour 
          guide, and the results were scintillating. 
          She was especially effective in the contrasts 
          between crunchingly dense pages that abruptly 
          disappear and in their wake are replaced by 
          wispy soliloquies. As she raced around the 
          keyboard, occasionally pausing for a hymn 
          here and there, some might say this is Ives 
          at his most maddeningly disorganized, but 
          I find this piece exhilarating. It is also 
          exhilarating watching a star pianist perform 
          it, since it is horrendously difficult to 
          play – not only for "getting all the 
          notes" but also in the stamina required. 
          
        
 
        
I especially 
          loved watching Nonken’s athletic agility in 
          the second and third movements, Hawthorne 
          and The Alcotts. And she did a 
          beautiful job with Ives’ lone special effect: 
          a wooden block used to depress a group of 
          keys simultaneously – no doubt avant garde 
          in 1911. The result, a softly shimmering pulse 
          in the right hand as the left offered a fluid 
          counterpoint, was mesmerizing and at just 
          the right volume level. 
        
 
        
The 
          Schoenberg was a canny pairing with the Ives, 
          since compositionally they are separated by 
          only a few years. It is difficult to imagine 
          how a 1909 audience would have responded to 
          these passionate unmoorings of tonality, and 
          Nonken’s illuminating reading brought out 
          a quiet urgency. It also made a great beginning 
          to a very well thought-out program. 
        
 
        
The 
          Dallapiccola, written for his daughter’s eighth 
          birthday, is formally precise, more related 
          to Baroque composers (as Nonken describes 
          in her helpfully to-the-point program notes). 
          Its eleven sections use twelve-tone technique, 
          somehow more chastely deployed, and in interesting 
          contrast to the Schoenberg of forty years 
          earlier. (Perhaps he didn’t want to go overboard 
          on his daughter’s special day.) Again, Nonken’s 
          technique was clean, yet warmly inviting – 
          perhaps with a conscious choice to be a bit 
          restrained, a bit quieter, to prepare the 
          ears before the Ives after intermission. 
        
 
        
I heard 
          Nonken do Salvatore Martirano’s Cocktail 
          Music a few years ago (aside from her 
          excellent recording), and liked it even more 
          this time around. My companion and I were 
          discussing the laconic title, seemingly at 
          odds with the hyperactive virtuosity, especially 
          in the later pages. The music is in the modernist 
          tradition, but seems borne of jazz a bit, 
          too, with flashes of humor that Nonken exploited 
          to the fullest, including some well-timed 
          trills. Further, much of the piece has giddy 
          avalanches of notes in very rapid tempi, and 
          it was almost amusing watching her hands dart 
          back and forth. With her keen reflexes, clearly 
          she was reserving any actual cocktails for 
          after the performance. 
        
Bruce 
          Hodges