I'll think of something later

Scenes like this greeted us late every afternoon as we drove in our hire car back from our daily hikes in the Maiella mountains of Italy. ...

Having decided not to bother with another Royal Opera revival of Verdi's Simon Boccanegra , I changed my mind on two accounts. I toyed...

Here are two winsome Juliets, Maile Okamura and Rita Donahue, about to play a crucial role in Mark Morris’s forthcoming Prokofiev magnum o...

A little late, this, I'm afraid, since the picture by Suzy Maeder I'd been waiting for last week was lost in cyberspace, but it'...

On this especially horrible day, when the Burmese military regime lets thousands of cyclone victims die, as tanks rumble across Moscow's...

Our man from the Garrick had the temerity to approach Hans Werner Henze, in the audience for the last performance of Birtwistle’s The Mino...

Apparently one of the unspeakables on Newsnight Review , that slough of anti-musical (and sometimes anti-everything) philistinism, said of T...

…which in my case meant a rather excessive Monday, the day before we left for Cyprus, embarking on the first of six two-hour sessions on my ...

Apart from the well-sung London services, our Easter a month ago was something of a washout, so we were happy to partake of a real spring - ...

I’ve always wanted to know more about Sibelius’s most encyclopaedic masterpiece, his incidental music to a 1926 Copenhagen production of S...

Last-minute flurries by our man at the Garrick Club last week brought one of its most distinguished members, Sir Harrison Birtwistle, to tal...

Yes, I know, it’s been three long months since there was any life in this blog, but as spu-rring is here (as represented by my barely buddin...

The question-mark is there because I can’t pretend an overview of all the great events of last year. That’s why, of course, we had a wide-r...

I promised not to tax your patience with reams of holiday snaps and chat. Yet I think I can justify a brief zigzag across the blog-piste if ...

Peter Bourne, a ‘life member of the Serge Prokofiev Association’ and no relation (I assume) of our hero St. Matthew, e-mailed me to say he h...

...to any readers. It should have been a Christmas greeting, but the selection of images didn't reach me in time before we headed off ...