Ermonela Jaho’s tragic heroine earns a well-deserved standing ovation.

The ne plus ultra of Mozart boxes: with curation like this, Amadeus’s 225th death-day box will be hard to surpass.

Too much f**king and not enough fun pulls Kander and Ebb's political teeth.

90 minutes in the quarry of the damned feel like just that.

Every bit the performer, Kennedy’s music is a blast whether he’s playing Vivaldi or Hendrix.

Full of fluid realities, Institute is visceral, troubling but beautifully wrought theatre that tugs at your emotions.

Aussie fire warms a dark winter's night in London.

A meditative, atmospheric journey through a unique and fascinating corner of sacred music.

Szymanowski rarity marries spectacular staging with an intense erotic charge.

Relentlessly obsessive and fragmented, Nicole Lizée's works tease apart familiar scenes and sounds.

One man and his microphones make you believe you've been up the Amazon.

Alison Whyte delivers a stunning performance as a Mary who refuses to have her story dictated by others.