>My friend Nina is clued up.

“One doesn’t wear white shoes after Labor (her spelling, not mine..) Day” she said.

Coming from Long Island, she should know, .

But she didn’t say anything about white belts.

Greg Copeland did.

“White belt, white shoes
White guilt, white blues,
full Cleveland”

Greg Copeland is one of those no-hit wonders where you thought “Jackson Browne protege, could be another Zevon, could be pretty good” and where you were sorely disappointed.

One album – Revenge will come – and instant oblivion.

(Although some sad buggers out there pay 40 bucks for it on Amazon.

And you ask yourself “Could Jackson Browne really have been sooo off the mark?” until you find out that they went to school together which explains quite a lot.

That the melodies are all pretty predictable
That Bob Glaub, Danny Kortchmar and Rick Vito got roped in to play on it.
That Greg Ladanyi got roped in to produce it
That there’s the usual lightweight politics and social commentary

Can’t you just hear it?

“Listen Greg, I’ll produce your album and get my mates to play on it, but you’ve got to have a political statement in there, man.
El Salvador or nuclear power are my currently favoured causes..”

“Oh, OK Jackson, I can get “El Salvador” to rhyme with “poor”. Is that OK?”

“Cool man! See you on Tuesday. Hey, I’ll even get Billy Payne to come along…”

That said, there’s a couple of decent tracks (and one v. duff one) in there

El Salvador
Richard Hill
That’ll Never Be The Same
Full Cleveland
Starting Place