On Wednesday of this week, I went to a concert of new works by various little known British composers. Once piece required a CD of radio-tuning noise to be played in the background whilst the ensemble played some reasonably dissonant chords in the gaps.
It suddenly struck me that the music I was listening to was rubbish. Unmitigated pretentious, meaningless ****. I then asked myself why this deserved the title of 'art music' when (for example) 'The Wall' by Pink Floyd (which has far more depth both musically, architecturally and programatically) was confined to 'pop'.
I've never believed 'classical' to be a genre - just the most artistically interesting music of its time - but, 'The Wall' will live on long after that radio tunings piece has died out and yet somehow the radio piece is classical and the Pink Floyd is not.