Alvar Aalto had the wrong idea. Spartan functionalism yielded the antithesis of luxuriant sound. Finlandia Hall, when I first heard a concert in it, made Jessye Norman sound like a goose being readied for foie gras, strangulated to satiation. As a national emblem, it was cold turkey.
Like every London concertgoer, I know about bad halls. We have three of them — the Royal Albert Hall, with an echo that gives two concerts for the price of one, the Royal Festival Hall, with cottonwool acoustics, and the Barbican, where players can barely hear each other. We have spent £200 million in recent years on improvements to these white elephants and achieved no more than adequate compromise.
The Finns did better. They turned Finlandia Hall into a conference centre and splashed out €180 million on a new concert hall, the Helsinki Music Centre, next door. Prime Minister Jyrki Katainen said: "The state has a duty to uphold cultural identity. Without it, there can be no nation."
A team from Turku headed by the unknown Marko Kivisto won a design competition with a frugal scheme, carved into a sloping hill on two entrance levels. The interior was handed over to the best acoustician money could buy: Yasuhisa Toyota, a Japanese mystic who is more prone to discuss "vineyard shapes" and "psychoacoustics" than precise measurements of sound decay.
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