Festival and Folly The coverage of the Edinburgh Festival is,
as well it might be, very full: and—the music apart—Mr. Ivor Brown's five-minute little talks late in the evening did much to catch the social atmosphere of the Festival, and to conjure up for us absentees the look and feeling of the flower-decked city. But I enter a protest—something between a snarl and a wail—about the distribution of these Festival programmes round the B.B.C. services. The vast mass of them go on the Scottish Home Sersfice (which means that Scottish listeners will be fairly deluged with music and opera), others on the Third, and comparatively few on the Home. As I was saying last week, the Third is unobtainable by a great number of listeners. Why is it assumed that, because the Festival is in Edinburgh, the Scots are more impassioned music-lovers than the rest of us ? I can imagine many honest Glaswegians complaining of a surfeit of culture, and many honest Londoners of starvation of it. The arrangements don't seem to me to be the fruit of any very deep cerebration.
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