Silvestrov writes almost as if Mahler is speaking to us from beyond the grave

Where has originality and character gone in the art of Violin playing?

Babayan’s Rachmninov is remarkable is its absence of obvious virtuosity

If Norman Lebrecht goes a month without hearing Weinberg he feels the loss

The 1934 suite by Ralph Vaughan Williams demands a sympathy for the rolling contours of the English countryside

The Ballad of Mauthausen ranks among the most beautiful music ever written about the Nazi Holocaust

I can imagine Kapustin in the background, smiling at his piano, during this breath-taking revival

What Rouse wrote was an intimate series of love letters to the orchestra

Feinberg / Winterberg: The lost works (Melism)

Norman Lebrecht is left wanting more Dutilleux