After a brawl at a concert in Sweden, Guy Noble offers a novel solution to the perennial problem of audience noise.

From leaf-blowers to Katy Perry, city living is fraught with danger for the conductor’s most important asset: ears.

The repercussions of the leadership spill will last years, but at least Turnbull isn’t staying, like Gollum wanting his Precious back.

The warnings about not getting plenty of shut-eye are enough to keep you awake at night, so how do touring musicians do it?

Working with the “real” George Gershwin got me thinking about the relationship between conductors and soloists.

Pondering the inscrutability of artists’ statements, Guy Noble gets a whiff of a rather facetious contribution to the genre.

Following examples set in the natural world, Guy Noble says goodbye to Facebook and Mark-T-shirt-wearing-Zuckerberg.

Despite a desperate need for musos to concentrate or actors to stay in character, a twinkle now and then can pay dividends.

At music camp, a person can rekindle their faith in the next generation and celebrate the joys of non-instant gratification.

A presenter has to be a musical waiter – preferably one who doesn’t overstep the mark and never mispronounces the dish.

Is it surprising that so many men got away with so much for so long? Because after all, they still pretty much run the show.

Can a bunch of modern Aussie schoolkids bring pop concert energy to The Last Night of the Proms? You bet they can!