The final Prom I attended of the season was a well-attended performance of Monteverdi's Vespers of 1610. Sir John Eliot Gardener looked like a Bond villain, or possibly the Mikado, in one of those sinister outfits that conductors all too often wear nowadays. The music and singing were well thought-out and made effective use of the space, with performers moving around the stage and also, at times, some singing from up in the gallery. On a practical note, I was struck by the way that - though the performance was essentially continuous - performers came on and off the stage at times, in comparison to the Bruckner I'd heard the other evening, where one of the percussionists was sat on stage for an hour-long work in which he played the cymbals once.
It's been an excellent season, and though I didn't especially fancy attending the Last Night myself, I shall certainly be watching it this evening. According to radiotimes.com, we are even to be spared Alan Titchmarsh on this occasion.