Frankel himself struggled to preserve the dignity of Glorious Goodwood last year, when obliged to compete with the London Olympics. Today the  fixture’s claims as the most charming ritual of the British Turf are threatened with dilution only by the weather forecast, which has rather too equivocal a look for the liking of either punters or aesthetes. The latter most cherish the swaying backdrop of cornfields and woodland when bathed in sunlight; while the former have more practical distaste for rain clouds.

The Proms may never be the same again after the extraordinary heights achieved by the concert performance of Wagner’s Ring Cycle on almost consecutive nights last week as the composer intended.

Private collection

Private collection

A new generation of wealthy Chinese have become big new bidders in the art market and helped to drive worldwide sales at the auction house Christie’s to a record-breaking £2.4bn for the first half of this year.

Young French composer Bruno Mantovani studied with Boulez at Ircam before embarking on his meteoric rise. Recorded with piercing clarity, this selection of pieces performed by various combinations of pianist Claire Désert and the Trio Wanderer reveals certain distinctive tropes, notably a liking for repetitive trills and throbbing rhythmic pulses, contrasted in his inward-looking, almost solipsistic piano sonata “Suonare” with a more contemplative counterpoint.

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Des Moines Art Center, Iowa

Album of the week: Good-time grooves that will electrify the dancefloor

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Just as his Little Match Girl Passion employed a palimpsest of Bach texts, so David Lang’s five-song suite Death Speaks derives directly from Schubert lieder, reconstituting proclamations in a manner which allows Death to talk directly to us in a variety of guises all sung in a fittingly pale, deathly timbre by Shara Worden over delicately dramatic settings of guitar, piano and violin produced by The National’s Bryce Dessner.

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For no good reason, Tate Britain has decided to show a retrospective of Patrick Caulfield alongside a general review of the work of Gary Hume. It’s a comparison that does neither  artist much favour.