The lights inside the cavernous McCourt space at the Shed had been dimmed, and a mystical soundtrack was playing.
“Your journey begins in five minutes,” a recorded voice announced to the roughly 200 people gathered there on a recent evening.
A curtain opened, revealing a 50-ton spherical, suspended concert hall that glowed red and orange.
There were whispers among audience members that the hall, called the Sonic Sphere, resembled a spaceship, Epcot, a disco ball or the Death Star.
“I want to lose myself in the sound,” Stephen Ross, an architect, said as he made his way up a flight of stairs to the main entrance.
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McCourt, ”, Steve Reich’s, ” Stephen Ross