Opening Salvo

It Might As Well Be Spring

Welcome to Copper #82!

I’ve never been good with ambivalence. The song quoted in the title above: does it mean that it’s not spring, but just kinda sorta looks like it? I don’t like false hope, and here in Colorado, winter is an evil, deceptive and persistent thing, prone to lingering well beyond its sell-by date….

Let’s assume it’s Spring, by God, and sit out in der Biergarten mit der Hunden und Kindern, and enjoy life.

We’ve got an amazing issue for you, if I say so myself. And I do.

Prof. Larry Schenbeck brings us more Deutsch—not der Biergarten, but Eine kleine zuviele Nachtmusik; Dan Schwartz finds religion—in his own way; Richard Murison writes about Great Opera—and while some may find one of his mentions controversial, I agree wholeheartedly; Jay Jay French —well, just read it. He’s shaking things up yet again; Roy Hall tells stories that could only occur in New York; Anne E. Johnson’s Off the Charts brings us lesser-known cuts from one of my favorites, Rev. Al Green; Anne’s Something Old/Something New brings us recent recordings of Handel Arias; and I get serious with Cynic and explore a fascinating sidebar to Fairchild history in Vintage Whine.

The Copper Interview brings us Part 1 of John Seetoo’s talk with Leslie Ann Jones, well-known recordist and daughter of…?

Richard Murison visited the Montréal Audio Fest, and was only able to produce a Gallic shrug for many exhibits; and new contributor Peter Braverman brings us details of the fascinating Sofar concert program. Live music! GO!!

Copper #82 wraps up with an ’80s look at turntables from Charles Rodrigues, and a Close Encounters-esque Parting Shot from Paul McGowan.

Poor Woody Woodward and Christian James Hand have both been under the weather, and will return as soon as they’re able.

I hope to see you at Axpona—thanks for reading, and we’ll be back with #83 on April 22nd—Earth Day!

Cheers, Leebs.