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The Rite of Spring, Peckham Car Park/ Yellow Lounge, London Bridge Arches

The Rite of Spring, Peckham Car Park/ Yellow Lounge, London Bridge Arches

Two stunning offsite concerts challenge the pre-eminence of the concert hall

Where's classical music's next generation of listeners? Here, in Peckham car park

Forget almost everything you thought you knew about classical music. Forget the regulations and the rigmarole, the politeness and the prissiness. Forget the preening institutions. Forget the vocal doom-sayers. Classical music is in the throes of an extremely welcome revolution. The entrepreneurial spirit that seized and transformed British art in the 1980s is finally animating and unshackling this most stubborn of art forms.

Operas are springing up in warehouses, concerts in bars. Last weekend, I witnessed one of the great Rites of Spring in a Peckham car park.

Ironic jumpers stood in for white tie, red stripe for interval ice creams. Thundery passing trains deputised for tannoy notices. And a mass of young hairy creative types stood, sat, crouched, knelt, drank and huddled in front of a twitchy young scratch orchestra and the London skyline beyond. It was the latest and most sophisticated multi-channelled collaboration to hit London, with gallerist Hannah Barry teaming up with composer-impresarios Gabriel Prokofiev and Kate Whitley of Cambridge University.

But before the quality music-making could began, there was some real-life drama to attend to. A missing principal bassoonist. The hide-and-seek act almost upstaged her solo. Conductor Chris Stark picked up where the pre-concert tensions left off: driving rhythms, pushing dynamics, pinching pitches. Edgy stuff. The sort of fresh, confident, to-the-wire playing that you might have expected at the Parisian first night. There was mess. But good mess. Stark navigated the hairpin bends better than many professionals. But he didn't insist on an obscuring polish.

Peckham_3Myung-Whun Chung might have pushed all the necessary analytical buttons in his recent performance of The Rite with the Orchestre Philharmonique de Radio France at the Proms. And it may have resulted in a ravishingly refined sound (though even in the beauty stakes Peckham outplayed the Proms by offering a gobstopper of a view). But the unforgettable Rites need balls. If at the end you didn't feel like you'd been assaulted, you'd be complacent not asking for your money back.

Interestingly, Stark focused on momentum and clarity, the orchestra providing most of the energy without prompt (pictured right). There was no need for the podium to chivvy this enthusiastic swarm of ad hoc students (and smattering of pros).

It was instructive. Questions that have floated about unanswered for decades were blown clean away by this battery of music. Where is classical music's next generation of listeners? There they were, before us, a thousand of them. More flocked down from the rooftop restaurant and bar as the music wafted up over the concrete balconies. The question of qualitative compromise was ever present. In all this desperate bowing and scraping to the young, wouldn't something have to give? Not that I could see. Not musically. Not acoustically. The lower instruments rumbled out over London as if only now under the low concrete ceiling were they finding their true voice.

This was the week's second blow to 19th-century concert-going. On Wednesday, Decca decamped two of their brightest (and best-looking) stars - Danielle de Niese and Miloš Karadaglić - to the clubland arches of London Bridge station. Restricted to de Niese's current Baroque repertoire (with the Arcangelo Ensemble accompanying), it was never going to set the place on fire like the Rite did in Peckham, but it came close. Both Karadaglić and de Niese were naturals with this crowd and gave them two generous and uproariously received live sets.

Some complained about the queue for entry, the searches, the time it took to get a drink. For me these were benign signs of classical music's normalisation. Finally, a night of classical music would be as full of irritations as a normal gig. Some will have been driven mad by the lack of silence and the overhead rattle of trains. For me, these Cagean interventions from the real world were movingly appropriate, though I can't fully explain why.

And the presence of a living, breathing, responsive audience was never irksome. Quite the opposite. With listeners able to talk, to discuss, to amble, to drink, to shift themselves about at will, one could chart the ebb and flow of the performance from their decibel level. One could hear and feel the tension and concentration tightening and slackening. The conductor or singer could feel and hear when they had their audience in a vice and when they were beginning to lose them. Classical music can only gain from this sort of feedback.

Both evenings proved that there is no longer any excuse for 19th-century habits to continue. Those in charge can and must do much more than just tinker around the edges. Few concert halls in Britain have such superior acoustics that alternatives can be ignored. Philharmonic life now needs to be reimagined top to bottom. Let's hope Peckham's Rite was not just a sign of rejuvenation but also a proper death knell for the old ways.

Let's hope this Rite was not just a sign of rejuvenation but also a death knell for the old ways

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It's a national disgrace that there no world class concert halls in London for large ensembles. £115M spent on the RFH didn't result in a significant improvement. You have to go to Symphony Hall in Birmingham or Bridgewater Hall in Manchester to hear orchestras in acoustics which can be compared with the Concertgebouw in Amsterdam or the Musikverein in Vienna. I understand the Bartók Concert Hall in Budapest was designed by the same organisation who did Symphony Hall - Iit sounds good on CDs of the Budapest Festival Orchestra, who performed Mahler 3 only in Manchester and Birmingham, not London!.

Bit of a hobby horse of mine, but why the 'either...or' of this fabulous sounding format - which I've enjoyed in the club setting but not the underground one - and the standard concert hall? Surely we can carry on having both, with a bit more of this now? . Theatre's learnt to accommodate in the round and happenings alongside proscenium-arch fare; the so-called 'classical' world is catching up. So no need for what an American academic friend of mine calls the 'bad binaries'. Totally agree with Brian re the big halls of London. But in terms of smaller ones, King's Place is open to the more relaxed context - a proper alternative to the Wigmore.

Agree with both Comments. It's both/and for me. And I think it's a good way forward. I recall an exciting early concert (with Stravinsky) by the Docklands Sinfonietta (of blessed memory) in the concourse of Docklands Airport. And yes to Brian too. Luckily I live not so far from Birmingham.

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