Nadia Boulanger
Dear Mademoiselle (Alpha)
Mademoiselle was not much of a composer, too set on correct form to allow the flight of inspiration
Most Read
The martyrdom of Young Bob
On ebbing power of the political influencer
Grooming gangs and the truth
We should not give ammunition to deniers of the grooming gangs scandal
Why has Keir Starmer been so unpopular?
He was the perfect embodiment of a failing system
Babies need women
Leaving children with only men who are not their parents is foolish and dangerous
Stop ignoring the Islamisation of our democracy
The British state is bending to Islamism, not attempting to defeat it
How the Southport riots broke Starmer’s government
A combination of authoritarianism and hypocrisy proved fatal
Joyless virtue signalling masquerading as scholarship
Dozier’s The White Pedestal is more an exercise in ideology than a search for the truth
The masculinity crisis is a porn crisis
We have to do more to challenge the reshaping of culture by pornography
Angst, Nazis and forgotten treasure
Transcription / You Are the Führer’s Unrequited Love / For the Love of Willie
Jolly boating weather
The Gondoliers, English Touring Opera, Hackney Empire
A criminal abuse of the law
Our criminal justice system is deferential to those who abuse it while coming down hard on the innocent
Prosthetic, pathetic, human
Angela de la Cruz’s playful and ghastly art touches a raw nerve
What is anger for?
If young women are going to be radical, they need to make it worth it
Our oriental roots
Marian Boswall salutes the early plant
hunters who revolutionised gardening
An elusive eatery
Total failure, redeemed by souvlaki and chips at the kebab stand
British comedy: a post-mortem
British comedy has become safe, stale and contrived