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Symphony Hall
By MASAKO YAMADA
I don't go to Symphony Hall too often because the tickets are usually more expensive than what I'm willing to pay for,
but I enjoy the luxurious atmosphere of the hall when I do go. There are chandeliers and marble statues inside and
regal black-and-white photos of each of the members of the Boston Symphony Orchestra (BSO) displayed outside.
Concertgoers often dress up to match this ambiance.
The last time I went to a concert at Symphony Hall, I decided to shop for some groceries before the concert since
there is a supermarket nearby. Although my clothes were not terribly shabby, I noticed that I looked out of place with
my groceries. I saw one of my dormmates during intermission, but I pretended not to notice her because I was
embarrassed to go over to say hi with my plastic bag.
However, I went to a concert today that made me realize that the Symphony Hall atmosphere is not absolute. Rather, it comes from a combination of very fluid factors. I went to listen to a flamenco group called "Paco de Lucia Sextet."
Judging from the program, the event was not affiliated with the BSO or the trustees of Symphony Hall.
Rather, it seemed that the sponsor of the concert booked Symphony Hall for the occasion because it is a large,
central hall with good acoustics. I could tell that something was different immediately upon walking into the Hall.
Although many people were dressed nicely, the people who wore jeans did not look out of place.
One glance at the program revealed another crucial difference: the level of contributions. The BSO programs list
quite a few names of donors who have donated more than $10 million (¥1.05 billion). The highest level of patronage for
this organization was "$1,000 (¥105,000) or more."
The audience behaved in such a way that the exaggerated grandeur of Symphony Hall seemed almost silly. When the band
members came onto stage, everybody started cheering and whistling. When the band actually started playing, I noticed
that the person sitting behind me couldn't help joining in with the music.
This person was not merely tapping out the rhythm: I could feel strong stomping through my seat. I found this rather
charming and was slightly disappointed whenever the stomper stopped. After the performance, most of the audience members
stomped their feet to show their appreciation.
The musical style was, obviously, different from the classical music that I'm accustomed to. The band leader, Paco de
Lucia, is a long-time professional who has played in some of the most esteemed halls in the world, including Carnegie
Hall. However, his style is anything but academic and stuffy. He has even said that guitarists do not need to study.
The strong rhythms coming from stomping feet and clapping hands were inevitably moving, especially in combination with
the plaintive wailing of the vocalist. The audience could literally see the passion of the flamenco dancer: Every time
he jerked or turned, a large spray of sweat flung off his body (and probably onto the other musicians and nearby
audience members). I could only imagine putting the typical BSO audience into this situation.
This time, instead of the usual hush with some polite coughing and program-shuffling sounds in between movements, I
could see people going in and out of the hall in between songs — or even during them — causing bright flashes of light in
the hall as the doors opened and closed.
Some people even took flash photographs in spite of being told explicitly not to do so. Perhaps because of the laid-back
feeling coming from the audience members, the sponsors and the musicians, the concert hall itself seemed less imposing.
I noticed little "flaws" that I'd never noticed before, such as the glowing, red exit signs above every door and the
wires and cables supporting the lighting. It made me realize that although Symphony Hall is a well-respected, almost
hallowed, acoustic space, it's really just a building. I suppose it is not too sentimental to say that it's what goes
on inside the building at any given time that gives Symphony Hall its particular character.
I don't go to Symphony Hall too often because the tickets are usually more expensive than what I'm willing to pay for,
but I enjoy the luxurious atmosphere of the hall when I do go. There are chandeliers and marble statues inside and
regal black-and-white photos of each of the members of the Boston Symphony Orchestra (BSO) displayed outside.
Concertgoers often dress up to match this ambiance.
The last time I went to a concert at Symphony Hall, I decided to shop for some groceries before the concert since
there is a supermarket nearby. Although my clothes were not terribly shabby, I noticed that I looked out of place with
my groceries. I saw one of my dormmates during intermission, but I pretended not to notice her because I was
embarrassed to go over to say hi with my plastic bag.
However, I went to a concert today that made me realize that the Symphony Hall atmosphere is not absolute. Rather, it comes from a combination of very fluid factors. I went to listen to a flamenco group called "Paco de Lucia Sextet."
Judging from the program, the event was not affiliated with the BSO or the trustees of Symphony Hall.
Rather, it seemed that the sponsor of the concert booked Symphony Hall for the occasion because it is a large,
central hall with good acoustics. I could tell that something was different immediately upon walking into the Hall.
Although many people were dressed nicely, the people who wore jeans did not look out of place.
One glance at the program revealed another crucial difference: the level of contributions. The BSO programs list
quite a few names of donors who have donated more than $10 million (¥1.05 billion). The highest level of patronage for
this organization was "$1,000 (¥105,000) or more."
The audience behaved in such a way that the exaggerated grandeur of Symphony Hall seemed almost silly. When the band
members came onto stage, everybody started cheering and whistling. When the band actually started playing, I noticed
that the person sitting behind me couldn't help joining in with the music.
This person was not merely tapping out the rhythm: I could feel strong stomping through my seat. I found this rather
charming and was slightly disappointed whenever the stomper stopped. After the performance, most of the audience members
stomped their feet to show their appreciation.
The musical style was, obviously, different from the classical music that I'm accustomed to. The band leader, Paco de
Lucia, is a long-time professional who has played in some of the most esteemed halls in the world, including Carnegie
Hall. However, his style is anything but academic and stuffy. He has even said that guitarists do not need to study.
The strong rhythms coming from stomping feet and clapping hands were inevitably moving, especially in combination with
the plaintive wailing of the vocalist. The audience could literally see the passion of the flamenco dancer: Every time
he jerked or turned, a large spray of sweat flung off his body (and probably onto the other musicians and nearby
audience members). I could only imagine putting the typical BSO audience into this situation.
This time, instead of the usual hush with some polite coughing and program-shuffling sounds in between movements, I
could see people going in and out of the hall in between songs — or even during them — causing bright flashes of light in
the hall as the doors opened and closed.
Some people even took flash photographs in spite of being told explicitly not to do so. Perhaps because of the laid-back
feeling coming from the audience members, the sponsors and the musicians, the concert hall itself seemed less imposing.
I noticed little "flaws" that I'd never noticed before, such as the glowing, red exit signs above every door and the
wires and cables supporting the lighting. It made me realize that although Symphony Hall is a well-respected, almost
hallowed, acoustic space, it's really just a building. I suppose it is not too sentimental to say that it's what goes
on inside the building at any given time that gives Symphony Hall its particular character.
Shukan ST: Nov. 26, 1999
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- (am)willing to 〜
- 〜 するのをいとわない
- luxurious
- ぜいたくな
- chandeliers
- シャンデリア
- marble statues
- 大理石の像
- regal
- 堂々とした
- Boston Symphony Orchestra
- ボストン交響楽団(シンフォニーホールで9月から4月まで定期演奏会を行なう)
- ambiance
- 雰囲気
- groceries
- 食料品
- shabby
- みすぼらしい
- looked out of place
- 場違いに見えた
- dormmates
- 寮の友人
- intermission
- 休憩時間
- was embarrassed
- 恥ずかしかった
- plastic bag
- ビニール袋
- is not absolute
- 状況に左右されないものではない
- it comes from a combination of very fluid factors
- たいへん変わりやすい要素が組み合わさってかもし出されている
- was not affiliated with 〜
- 〜 とは関係がなかった
- trustees
- 理事
- booked
- 予約した
- for the occasion
- その催しのために
- acoustics
- 音響効果
- One glance at 〜 revealed 〜
- 〜 を見るとすぐ 〜 が分かった
- crucial
- 重要な
- contributions
- 寄付金
- donors
- 寄付する人
- patronage
- 後援
- grandeur
- 華麗さ
- cheering
- 声援を送る
- whistling
- 口笛を吹く
- couldn't help joining in with the music
- 音楽に合わせて拍子をとらずにはいられなかった
- was not merely tapping out the rhythm
- リズムに合わせて足で拍子をとるだけではなかった
- stomping
- 足を踏み鳴らすこと
- charming
- 素敵な
- slightly
- 少しばかり
- appreciation
- 音楽を楽しんだこと
- (am)accustomed to
- 慣れている
- esteemed
- 格式高い
- is anything but 〜
- 〜 とは全く違う
- academic
- 格式張った
- stuffy
- 堅苦しい
- clapping hands
- 手をたたく
- plaintive wailing
- もの悲しい、泣くような歌声
- literally
- 文字どおり
- jerked
- 激しい身振りをする
- spray of sweat
- 汗のしぶき
- flung off 〜
- 〜 に飛び散った
- hush
- 静けさ
- polite coughing
- 抑えたせき
- program-shuffling sounds
- プログラムをめくる音
- in between movements
- 楽章と楽章の間に
- explicitly
- はっきりと
- laid-back 〜
- くつろいだ 〜
- imposing
- 威圧的な
- flaws
- 欠点
- hallowed
- 神聖化された
- sentimental
- 感傷的な
- at any given time
- その時々で