A classic of film scores, Albinoni’s Adagio isn’t a lost baroque masterpiece; it’s a spoof composed by his biographer in the 1950s. Harmless fun, asks Phil Hebblethwaite, or a savage exposé of classical music’s obsession with authenticity and dead men?
Unheard for 200 years, Vivaldi became a star for the second time when an Italian group had a hit album with The Four Seasons in 1955 – the same year that rock & roll exploded. But it was a brilliant 1970 recording by Britain’s Academy of St. Martin-in-the-Fields that, for better or worse, made it truly omnipresent
Photographs of the dead in places of conflict are becoming increasingly more common as mobile phones can capture and share in an instant. But what is it like to know someone in such an image? London writer and poet Chimène Suleyman remembers growing up knowing her grandfather only through a photo taken after his death in Cyprus