The first thing I thought of when I saw the subject was the last night of the Proms in the Albert Hall in London England. It is an annual custom for the Brits (us Brits I could say) and it brings back memories of mum and dad watching classical music on the TV, as an exception, with me when I was still in my younger years.
My cockney parents were not so much into classical music. I was, probably due to having piano lessons at school, and with the years I often visited the opera or even took part in various school excursions to classical concerts. However, the Proms concerts were something special, especially the Last Night of the Proms. The programme was set with the music and the great climax was Pomp and Cicumstance by Edward Elgar where everyone joined in to the words of “Land of Hope and Glory”. Unfortunately I never got to see it live, but tickets were hard to get and quite expensive.
My roots might have been working class and cockney, but they were all patriots, more than I was probably. When you live through two world wars and your dad took part in one of them on active service, then these things mean a lot.
I remember Sir Malcolm Sargent who was the conductor of the orchestra every year. He is naturally no longer, but has had many worthy successors, one being Sir Colin Davis who I often saw at the Sadlers Wells opera house conducting the orchestra. He too is no longer, I must be getting old.
Anyhow enjoy the music, the crowds at the last night still get a thrill from the music and really have fun. Classic music also has its charm.