Under the looming shadows of the World Trade Centre twin towers the Winter Gardens provides the venue for a short residency of Soundscape concerts. In what was essentially a public thoroughfare connecting office and shopping malls underneath a grand atrium, four rows of seats nestled between rows of palm trees. As people come and go, this haunting music seeps into the space and perhaps into the consciousness of some of the passing clientele.
In his diary, Fripp observes, “Today's lunchtime performance was a negotiation, an offer to treat, an invitation to engage, to some of the 37,000 people from the building in their lunchtime; probably for many of them, an accompaniment to their downtime and sandwiches. Yesterday I saw a father and his son eating their lunch in the front row: wonderful! But the organisers were surprised to learn that I had no problem with accompanying movements through space.”
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