In fact, Dame Janet was a breath of fresh air and totally without side. Perlman can certainly play the violin, but an original idea never seems to have entered his head.Bringing us up to the present, a four-part series of two-hour programmes surveying the career of Janet Baker began last Saturday with the Dame herself interviewed by Brian Kay Which may sound all set for a cosy tea- time. This was as close to mandatory listening as you can get, with a very well-informed specialist talking informally to an extremely remarkable man – no less, in some people’s minds, than Stravinsky’s latter-day Svengali. No matter that Craft’s ums and ers grew awfully irritating, he came across as relaxed and modest, also honest, and never boring.Which cannot be said of Itzhak Perlman in the next series, interviewed to his just perceptible discomfort by a slightly too smooth and articulate Bernard Keeffe. The only snag is how, in life’s long journey, to fill those stretches of no man’s land like Saturday afternoons.

When Stephen Walsh did his series with Robert Craft a few weeks ago, it was no problem. Since my little Roberts portable lost an argument with a feather duster, it’s jammed permanently on Radio 3, so I’m not spoilt for choice. Nothing wrong with that, but while Composer of the Week has kept some pretty undistinguished company in the recent past, it will be a great pity if it does nothing to challenge what is understood as “standard repertoire”.What makes people switch on, off or over is a total mystery. COTW’s exploratory programmes are too expensive, attracting too few listeners, so it will be back to the continuity studio, with producers or staff presenters offering plain guides to proven favourites, of the sort Mark Rowlinson did with Schubert last week. One cannot listen to the three Bs, Mozart, Haydn and Schubert alone.But there are rumbles that we may have to.

Well, he would hardly say Enescu’s music lacked a strong personality, would he?Anyway, the fine romantic flailings of Enescu’s Third Symphony, complete with final chorus, certainly made pleasant listening on Tuesday. When Johnson asked Enescu’s biographer, Noel Malcolm, why this was, he suggested that the Romanians, though revering Enescu, had not the wherewithal to promote his music outside their own country, unlike the Czechs with their Supraphon recordings of Janacek Partly, too, he put his neglect down to pure chance. And though his first Romanian Rhapsody, duly included in Monday’s programme, is a popular concert piece, Enescu the composer has not caught on. If all Beethoven’s music were to be destroyed, Enescu modestly claimed, he would only be able to write out in full the symphonies, string quartets, Missa Solemnis and Fidelio.Like that other brilliant and influential figure, Ferruccio Busoni, Enescu seems, now, to inhabit limbo There’s no solid identity in his music.

When conducting an opera by Wagner, he sang the part of a defaulting singer from the rostrum. Nor has he even hopped over to Paris, where, as Georges Enesco, the fluent though not prolific composer, brilliant violinist, good pianist, conductor and revered teacher spent a large part of his life.Enescu was very, very clever. Fruity-voiced thespians have, in reading composers’ recorded words, invented for them caricatured personalities of unutterable pomp.
This week, the Independent’s very own Stephen Johnson has been restrained and has denied himself (or been denied?) a sunny trip to Romania, where George Enescu was born in a town that now bears his name. Producers have even taken themselves off to dangerous places like Paris, the scene of several composers’ crimes, and forced foreigners to bear witness. When other series stop for the summer, this one carries on, and it’s as well that something so focused and informative does.