
The Musikverein is Vienna’s famous concert hall. Each day from September to June, the venue hosts four to six concerts by top musicians from all over the world. Danish architect Theophil Hansen designed the building in the Neoclassical style of an ancient Greek temple, intending it to be a temple of music. Within the Musikverein are the Golden Hall for large concerts, the Brahms Hall for chamber music, and two newer halls in the basement for contemporary music. The Golden Hall was built in 1870 and is considered one of the greatest concert venues in the world. To achieve the outstanding acoustics, Hansen created resonance spaces throughout the hall. All of the ornamentation and pillars are hollow, and there’s a large empty room beneath the hall that makes the wooden floor responsive to the sound.
Just like the Vienna State Opera, the Musikverein offers standing-area tickets for 5 euros ($6.87), which are available one hour before the performances. I line up for concerts about three times a week. My favorites so far have been pianist Mitsuko Uchida, cellist Sol Gabetta and the Basel Chamber Orchestra, flutist Maria Fedotova, the City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra performing Romeo and Juliet by Sergei Prokofiev, and violinist Hilary Hahn performing a Brahms concerto (which is fitting since Brahms was the musical director of the Musikverein from 1872 to 1875).
So what’s it like standing through concerts? Once you get your ticket, you wait about 15-30 minutes to be herded upstairs by the ushers. Then you wait again for the doors to open, at which point there is a buzzer—yes, a buzzer—that signals you to dash for the rail at the front, where you can mark your spot with a scarf. You don’t want to end up staring at a column or at some tall person’s head. Being at the rail helps because it gives you something to lean on. There’s always a bouncer (if a classical music hall can be said to have a bouncer) who keeps order and watches to be sure the standers don’t do something dumb, like take videos. During the actual performance, no one chews gum, which leaves me skipping for joy because gum chewing is my most passionate pet peeve. The most comical bit of etiquette is the coughing—concert attendees seriously don’t cough until an interlude. Every time Mistuko Uchida reached the end of a movement, it sounded like the hall was dying of tuberculosis.
I was excited to see Uchida play on Monday after learning that Alan, my pianist friend, had named his car after her. She’s a big deal. She was awarded Dame Commander of the Order of the British Empire by the queen in 2009, making her the first dame I’ve seen in real life. You lose yourself in her playing. You’d almost believe she was making it up on the spot—it all sounds so natural and present. She played an hour and a half of Beethoven like it was nothing.

The Great Hall of the Musikverein is, according to my friend Alan, “a giant shoebox covered in gold leaf.” For a shoebox, it serves quite well as a concert hall.

This evening I went to see Kammerorchester Basel with cello soloist Sol Gabetta. The ensemble uses period instruments, something I’ve always wanted to see and hear. As for Sol Gabetta, I am speechless. All my life I hope to collect moments of true beauty, and tonight was one of those.








