This is a strangely exasperating series. Its good photography and interesting snippets of information are dragged down by many jarring notes and omissions.
The soundtrack wanders off in mad directions, with synthesiser music and pseudo-classical muzak presumably written for the series. Even when authentic classical music is heard, often it is not the piece that is being discussed. Worse are the incredibly naff sequences where co-presenter Niki Vasilakis stands in historic locations, solemnly playing the series' muzak theme on her violin.
Ms Vasilakis's other contributions are pointless little moments where she delivers a single sentence to camera before the narration moves to her more competent colleagues, Matt Wills and Simon Callow.
For a programme that purports to combine classical documentary with travelogue, a surprising number of scenes flash past unidentified, and the camera ventures inside few concert halls.
The programmes are picturesque, but like a succession of canapes instead of what promised to be satisfying meals. Each one ends with the host redundantly telling us "I'm Simon Callow" two seconds before the credits inform us that the programme was presented by Simon Callow. In the closing moments of the final episode, for good measure, he told us his name twice.