I like to sit near the front of modern symphonies. Once I was in the front (orchestra) section where seats had been left out so the seniors behind me could be in his and hers wheelchairs. Just at the end of the first movement of Sibelious' Seventh the cellphone in the purse on the floor started ringing. The acoustics in the Atwood are excellent. All the musicians waited silently. All the audience waited silently. The couple had to reach the purse, locate the phone (which presence seemed to be a surprise to them. They took a little time, but everyone handled it in a most civilized manner, the musicians promptly went to the next movement and I think everyone lived to attend good concerts again.

Nothing like it live.