It was an enchanting, faintly absurd, exhausting evening, which began a few hundred yards away from the Roundhouse, at the top of Primrose Hill. Here, in the setting sun, the orchestra's string players performed Zipangu, a wonderful late work by Canadian composer Claude Vivier inspired by rituals of the Orient. The sounds were reflected back at us by specially-designed wing-like structures using (so the glossy programme book told us), "sustainably sourced timber ribs and a selection of eco-friendly skins". It was done with superb fervour, but the passing dogs and great views of London's skyline were inevitably a distraction.
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