The Proms. They're televising them all of this week. They take place in the Royal Festival Hall. The accoustics are controversial, but the place looks wonderful. Here's how the inside looked on the telly:

It was an all Dvorak programme, with the Czech Philharmonic conducted by Sir Charles Mackerras. For me the highlight was a fabulous performance of the Violin Concerto, given by Sarah Chang. She's an American, with parent originally from Korea.

Her technique is ironclad, and you knew that if this was how it sounded, this was how she meant it to sound.

Which might have been why she was no obviously enjoying herself so much. I would too, if I could play beautiful music like this, as beautifully as she did.

The rapport between her and Mackerras and his orchestra was excellent throughout.

And the audience went predictably mad at the end. Here's one of those fading-from-one-to-other TV snaps I like so much, which saves me the bother of showing the audience clapping, and the performers lapping it all up, in two separate pictures.

Mackerras and the orchestra did the New World Symphony in the second half. I've nothing against this piece. It's beautiful. It's not its fault that it gets played so often. It's a fine piece, and they played it very finely. It was just that, for me, this evening, Chang playing the concerto was the thing.

This Concerto is not quite as well known as the Beethoven, the Mendelssohn, the Brahms, or even the Bruch. Maybe it's the glorious Dvorak Cello Concerto that makes it seem less wonderful than it really is. Ditto the Dvorak Piano Concerto, which is held in even lower esteem, for equally mysterious and bad reasons.

Chang has recorded this concerto, for EMI.