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I have never been to the Proms before, but last week I was told that I couldn’t call myself a Londoner until I had been … So off I went!

The standard Proms experience is to take cheese and wine to the top level of the Royal Albert Hall and sit on the bare concrete. I’m too old for that type of carry on, so I went the radical step and paid £16 for a seated ticket.

This was the first ever time a Gospel Choir had been included in the Proms line up, and it was magical.

150 singers from the best Gospel Choirs in the UK singing the songs even this atheist knows. It was warm, inclusive and a damn good show.

My two favorite bits of the show were all about contrast. The first was at the very start, where the very formal and quiet introduction by the BBC representative was followed by a hollered “Lets turn this into a church and bring God into this house” the the reverend MC for the evening.

And the second was watching a conservative British audience sedately clap along as if they were trying to conserve energy for the ride home. You can only imagine the reaction when the reverend asked for an AMEN.

A brilliant night that I highly recommend.

I didn’t have a clue about Bowie, I knew the iconic red lightning face but that is about it. So seeing the ‘David Bowie is‘ exhibition was not really a high priority. But since I am a member of the V&A and I had a spare hour I thought I would go and see what was what.

As dorky as it sounds, my favourite part of this exhibition was the technology. In a normal gallery you have an audio guide, where you key in different numbers to hear about the goods. But Bowie was something else entirely. The audio guide picked up signals from whatever you were standing in front of and automatically synced the audio.

So as you walked past a video of Bowie talking about his writing process, you got his voice in your ear. And when you came across the glorious video to Boys Keep Swinging the music is suddenly in your ear – without you having to do a thing. I can’t believe what a difference this small bit of technology made to my visit.

It meant you were 100% immersed in Bowies head. And it was incredible.

A close second highlight was the final main room. The double height walls have been set up with massive video screens showing videos from live concerts. With the music flowing through your headphones and a benevolent (and youthful) Bowie looking down on you it is as close to a concert time machine as I could imagine.

And from the number of visitors congregated in that room it wasn’t just me who felt that way.

Regardless of your feelings on Bowie – go and see this exhibition. It will give you a new found respect for him as an artist, as well as showing off the masterful V&A curating.

Oh, and my V&A membership card really came in handy. When I arrived there was a line of about 40 people waiting to get in. I just waived my membership card and strutted to the front. Worth paying the extra just to listen to the outraged tutting of those waiting.

Royal Albert Hall

I freaking love how quirky the shows are at the Royal Albert Hall. Last weekend I went to a screening of Singin’ in the Rain. Thats right, I went to the Royal Albert Hall to see a film. The best bit? There was a full orchestra to accompany the visuals.

The sound quality of these old films was not brilliant, so as part of the 60th anniversary of Singin’ in the Rain Neil Thomson has painstakingly recreated the score. It is as close to what Gene Kelly would have heard in 1952 as humanly possible.

Although the RAH did not have the ideal acoustics for the speaking parts, the music was phenomenal  It was, without doubt, the best ever way to see it. Exactly as Gene would have wanted.