Estonian TV is on hand, and the space is packed.
The crowd sits hypnotized, awed by the sound, which echoes upward with almost the depth it would have in a vaulted cathedral. But people from the center will giggle when they read this, because I've left out one little detail. Tickets, to put it mildly, weren't selling. So, impulsively, the show was moved from the center's crisp 800-seat theater into the lobby, where chairs were set up. The packed house was partly an illusion, in other words, and the magical acoustics were a stroke of luck.