One hundred years to the day since Hans Richter conducted its inaugural concert, the London Symphony Orchestra was on its home stage to celebrate the milestone. The Queen, instead of sending a telegram, showed up in person. So did a pack of the orchestra's best-known collaborators.

Indeed, by the time they'd all had a turn, we'd had a concert and a half, if only in duration: galas like this are always the concert equivalent of a sampler disc, offering too much of everything but not enough of anything. So, while it was apt that the evening should have begun with something as exhilarating as the finale of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony under their own Colin Davis, it seemed a shame not to hear the whole thing. Likewise Elgar's Enigma Variations, heard along with the Beethoven at that first concert in 1904, here presented in gutted form under Richard Hickox, and Shostakovich's Eighth Symphony, conducted by the composer's friend Mstislav Rostropovich.

Susan Graham's opulent mezzo provided one of the evening's highlights in Mozart's Ch'io mi scordi di te, with Alfred Brendel, no less, providing the piano obbligato. The most popular guest was probably the 83-year-old Dave Brubeck, whose playing in his brother Howard's Theme for June, though barely above pianissimo, was scarcely less sweet than Brendel's had been moments before. And the orchestra clearly loves playing under Antonio Pappano, who presided over Colin Matthews's clangorous new orchestral fanfare Bravo LSO! and continued with a glittering account of Bernstein's Candide overture that brought the sneaking thought that he might do the whole thing rather well at Covent Garden.

There were yet more star turns, from Sarah Chang, Michael Tilson Thomas, Midori and Yuri Bashmet. Nobody, though, seemed to have more fun than Daniel Harding. With posters advertising his Brahms in the foyer, he was here to conduct the most famous of LSO's soundtracks - Star Wars, a film he'd have had to be taken to in his pram - and seemed to be loving every minute.