The Australian Festival of Chamber Music (AFCM) is a ten-day international festival focused on chamber music but also featuring tours of regional and remote Australia, fine food, master classes for musicians and lecture series by international scientists themed on the Great Barrier Reef.
20 to 30 chamber musicians from around the world converge on Townsville, Queensland, each year to perform and teach emerging artists. The festival was founded in July 1991 and has been held annually ever since. It is the largest festival dedicated to chamber music in the southern hemisphere.
Concerts recorded at the Festival are broadcast nationally on ABC Classic FM regularly throughout the following year.
The festival focuses on involving Australian composers and musicians going against contemporary trends in symphony orchestra programming.
The AFCM is presented in partnership with all three levels of government as well as several commercial, tourism, regional development, educational, scientific and media organisations. The festival's patron is Quentin Bryce, Governor of Queensland.
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