Monday, June 25, 2012

Ghosts in the Music

Since even the early tuning concerts of central Indiana’s own version of famed 15th Century Venetian architect Andrea Palladio’s Palladium, many have been struck by its formidable countenance and looming presence. But it was during a recent symphonic performance, that I took a new look at the reflective nature of the suspended acoustic glass ceiling. As each and every stroke of the bow was drawn across an instrument below it was reflected in broken pieces across the panels soaring above us many stories.

It reminds us that music is the sole of the hall. Like the muse called to the artist, the reflections in the panes take on an ethereal, almost surreal, quality. Much has been written about cost and design, leadership and scandal, and venue and role. But now, is it really about the edifice or is it art?

As we glance upwards towards the heavens, we find caught in our vision the spirits brought to serenade us even as modern-day performers instill life into the notes of Mozart, Sinatra and others. While the reflections float above translucent and fragmented, they sound a chorus into the Hall as if the music had originated in the heavens rather than being reflected from below.

It is likely impossible to know with any degree of clarity what specifically motivated city leaders to undertake this project. Some might argue it was colossal ego. Others, more favorably dispositioned, would suggest that it was an economic development move. Yet others might simply state that no one else save they could undertake such an ambitious project. Does it really matter?

If we ever hope draw value from this venue, don't we have to invite the muse to come and inhabit our Hall? And isn't the only way to ensure its presence is by seeking the ghost in the ceiling… the music… and the song?


This column was published on Tuesday, October 18, 2011 in the Current in Carmel, Current in Westfield, Current in Fishers , and Current in Noblesville - http: //youarecurrent.com/

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