If this is the price I have to pay to see rooms once frequented by Ringo Starr, then I'll pay it.
Part Gilbert and George, part Jeeves and Wooster, the group are apparently too old for radio.
The National Collective asked a country’s most creative minds to "imagine a better Scotland" – and now the idea is taking hold.
The Brown with whom I had slight journalistic dealings 20 years ago was kind. Turning him into a giant felled by demons (not all of them his own) adds grandeur to a short and undistinguished reign.
At the Royal Albert Hall on the Last Night, I resisted waving a flag yet easily forgave the excesses of those around me who were.
Parents who drag their children through music and dance lessons in order to give them skills for life, are wasting their time. Such lessons are pointless - but that needn't be a bad thing.
If anyone needed proof that sex is something girls do rather than have done to them, it's this.
It's fitting, but frustrating, that the annual Gramophone Awards were announced quietly in a Hawksmoor church in North London.
She's been compared to Edith Piaf, and her fan base includes Brian Eno and Nick Cave. The New Statesman talks politics, music and feminism with Anna Calvi.
And they love it.
No matter the degree, racism hurts, regresses and divides, but it needn't conquer.
Alexandra Coghlan talks to Marin Alsop, the first woman to conduct the Last Night of the Proms.
The Arctic Monkeys' fifth album, AM, has changed the sound but not the character of Britain's "Last True Indie Band".
The facts are all in opera’s favour but that doesn’t solve its persistent image problem, writes Alexandra Coghlan.
Will Self's "Madness of Crowds" column.
With Rihanna, Beyonce, Lady Gaga, Robyn, La Roux, M.I.A and Janelle Monae, we just see further examples of women excelling at electronic music – just like they always have.
Alexandra Coghlan takes a trip to Austria to sample the delights of this year's Grafenegg Festival, curated by the pianist Rudolf Buchbinder.
Freedom of choice for women is central to the idea of gender equality, but that doesn’t make every choice a woman makes inherently feminist.
From Miley grinding Robin Thicke to smacking her backing dancer's buttocks, the VMAs showed that, once again, white men run the show, black men play support, all the women get mostly naked, and black women get to hold up the bottom of the objectification
Nick Payne's new play The Same Deep Water As Me fails to capture its audience's sympathies, writes Andrew Billen.
Kate Mossman catches the heavy metal giants on their "Maiden England" tour, and is perplexed by their nationalist aesthetic.
A serious music journalist, Lloyd Bradley's history of black music in the nation's capital is captivating and well crafted, writes Bim Adewunmi.
An interview with the director of <em>Nirbhaya</em>, a new play about the Delhi rape case that shocked the world.
As far as Morrissey concerts go, the one immortalised in his latest film Morrissey: Live isn't the best. It saddens me to say it, but my love affair with Mozza is well and truly over.
Karl Marx and Gordon Brown unravel on stage in two political gems at this year's Edinburgh Fringe.
The Edinburgh Festival Fringe has swelled to an untameable 2,871 shows, most of them well-behaved and aspiring. Matt Trueman gives his pick of the shows brave enough to stick their heads above the parapet.
Jeffrey Skidmore and Daniel Barenboim rise to the formidable challenge of staging Stockhausen and Wagner at The Proms.
The Swiss Verbier Festival does epic, polyphonous music well - but it's real gift is for intimate chamber recitals.
The Quasi front man on two decades in indie rock, noise and the coming apocalypse.
The annual Schubertiade festival is held annual to celebrate the music of Franz Schubert. This year there was plenty to enjoy, but also cause to be concerned about the future.