Orchester im Treppenhaus
Elbphilharmonie, Kleiner Saal (Hamburg)
People flock together. Lovers, the curious, the odd fantasist. A tingling community. High-percentage stimulation in the hall too. Rimsky-Korsakov’s enchanting orchestral poem Scheherazade. Anna Clyne’s turbulent »Fractured Time«. A wave runs through the crowd. Some even dance. The orchestra strikes a chord. The clapping, the rhythm, a magical moment. Everyone together. Everyone now. Everything mega, everything KULT.