contemporary music

This week I find myself on the secluded island of Ischia in the Bay of Naples. Here my orchestra is performing at La Mortella, a spectacular haven created by the composer William Walton and his wife Susana whose opulent gardens hang off a cliff in ways the Babylonians could only have dreamed.
The good ship Fringe Magnetic is to dock for the last time, and their new album Clocca is the final release from this supergroup of London's brightest young musicians.
Our poetry now is the realisation that we possess nothing. 2012 does not only mark the hundredth anniversary of the fall
Arts Council England funds all kinds of music, but one area where we haven't been seen as players is in pop music - however you define it.
When I argued here recently that contemporary classical music was a good thing, I didn't necessarily mean 'honk a carhorn