The Desert Island Disc – every music fan, especially those who are critics, has one. Usually revered for both sonic beauty and a sense of neglected genius (See: Lester Bangs on the Shaggs’ “History of the World”).
For me, that record is Greg Copeland’s “Revenge Will Come,” which arrived in 1982 like a Molotov cocktail lobbed at the coked-out complacency of Southern California soft rock and nascent Reaganism.
Jackson Browne, Copeland’s friend and sometime collaborator since high school, produced it.
But even though they shared a history (and A-List studio musicians like Danny Kortchmar and Bob Glaub), this was no “Pretender” – not by a country mile.
If anything, Browne became the borrower: “Lives in the Balance” couldn’t exist if Copeland hadn’t written “El Salvador,” an anti-war song that rivals Bob Dylan’s best:
Think of the four sisters shot in the back
For holding a land-reform school
Think of the ones taking heart in the hills
They can be beaten but they can never be ruled
Los Companeros – born in the war
Viva El Salvador
“El Salvador” was among many perfect moments of unalloyed rage on “Revenge Will Come.” Copeland railed at whoremongers (on the title song), spit on shiny limousines (“Used”) and sneered, in “Full Cleveland”:
There’s blood all over the bottom line
Money, child, that’s where it’s at
You go tell Karen Silkwood that
Which so offended Cleveland’s biggest rock music station, they refused to play the album. It’s a crime that Black Flag never covered the song.
But the real power of “Revenge Will Come” came during its uncommonly tender moments. Prisoners, trailer park denizens and the criminal-minded all shared a piece of Greg Copeland’s warm heart.
Take “Starting Place,” where a rounder counts off his sins and asks for redemption:
Once I was a fool at heart
I was a man at everything
I killed an angel for her precious wings
And every time I could get some love
I put it right back in my arm
I guess it’s true, baby,
There’s no refuge in the storm
That’s for another time
And another space
Oh baby will you be my starting place
Or the misguided rube of “Wrong Highway,”
Born on TV, raised at the Alamo
You don’t want to go to jail,
But every payday comes so slow
On “Richard Hill,” Copeland weds a “Kumbaya” progression to a murder ballad as he tells the story of a son’s retribution:
My father was a kind man
From the western states
He could buy and sell
And he made his way
‘Cause he would carry cash
I left my mother and my sister
And I went after that killer’s ass
Though it entered my bloodstream like adrenaline, the rest of the world mostly ignored “Revenge Will Come.” The record never appeared on CD, and Copeland didn’t perform it live – ever. On the album’s cover, the songwriter stands half in the shadows, emanating wariness of the spotlight.
Among the few interviews he did, one might have made him a star. Paul Nelson, who’d written about Dylan when he first hit Greenwich Village, signed the New York Dolls, and ran the record review desk at Rolling Stone when such a thing actually mattered, talked to Copeland in late 1982.
But he resigned from the magazine before writing a story. Nelson’s biographer found a cassette of their conversation shortly after the critic died in 2006.
Copeland ‘s fate reminded me of a line from “El Salvador” – “praise for the ones who are buried and gone/and the strong hearts who just disappear.”
He’d made a record with one of music’s biggest stars, released it on the powerful Geffen label (which included Elton John and Donna Summer), and then vanished.
I asked about Copeland during a conversation with Jackson Browne in 1986, and even he didn’t seem to know where to find him.
Over the years, I’d check record store bins for signs of his work; when the Internet emerged, I Googled “Greg Copeland” more times than I can remember. I wore out two copies of “Revenge Will Come,” and every time a new technology came along – MiniDisc, CD-R, MP3 – his was the first music I’d convert.
Then a few months ago, word arrived of a new Greg Copeland record, the first in over 26 years. The album, entitled “Diana and James,” was released on Jackson Browne’s own Inside Records label in mid-October.
It’s easy to mistake “Diana and James,” for the work of a different artist. The smooth fury of 1982 is scuffed and weary in 2008. Copeland’s voice, once a close cousin to Walter Egan or perhaps Lindsey Buckingham, is now a ragged-but-right combination of John Hiatt and Bob Dylan.
But sentiments at the heart of both records – love is neither given nor guaranteed, sorrow can be overcome but never banished, and doubt can cling like morning fog to every single day – stitch the years together.
In a perfect echo of “Starting Place” Copeland sings, on the new record:
If we want love
We better make our own
Instead of putting up walls
Stone by perfect stone
That’s the lesson of distance. What once could be conjured, or willed through passion, now takes patience and work. “You don’t just kiss and make up/we’ve got this to go through,” he wryly observes in “A Woman and A Man.”
But bruised optimism is still a kind of hope, he explains on the wondrously brief “Typical.” With the precision of Raymond Carver’s “A Small, Good Thing,” Copeland whittles the enormity of simple survival down to eight perfect lines:
Typical three-day day
And a three-chord song
If it wasn’t for this
I’d be screaming in tongues
And the love light shines
Sparkling on razor wire
Typical bud-wiser words
Typical steel guitar
“Diana and James” are recurring characters in a story that begins with murder and works backwards. On the lead track, “Muddy Water,” a woman’s body is pulled from a river, the reasons for her death unclear:
It took time to find out
What she could bear
It took sticks and sandbars
To braid her hair
Hey what did it take, boys
To carry her there
More than the muddy water
More than the muddy water
Though culpability for the killing is revealed on “I Am The One,” the guilty party is not. Doing the deed matters less than failing to stop it, and carrying on with the weight of regret is worse than death. Laments Copeland on the title song:
There’s nobody else I want to be
Nobody else I can turn into
Honey baby, where have you been
What I have to do
Isn’t what I’ve learned to live with
Another reason not to give in
With a literary voice somewhere between David Lynch and Cormac McCarthy (with a coy, Henry James-ish “dear reader” tossed in) Copeland reveals a character “Between Two Worlds.” In the first, he’s wandering wounded through escape and self-destruction – “just me, in my own little Amsterdam.” He yearns for a holier place – “us in our own little Palestine” – and implores “King Confusion, send me a sign/send a little postcard so I can tell where I am.”
Copeland and producer/guitar wizard Greg Leisz lured some amazing players into the studio for this project, which took over five years to complete. Standout performances include violinist Carla Kihlstedt (Tin Hat Trio), who shares an eerie lead vocal on “Palace of Love,” Heather Waters’ tasteful harmonies on “A Woman and a Man” and the title track, and Gabe Witcher’s (Punch Brothers, Loggins & Messina) mournful fiddle playing.
Keyboard player Phil Parlapiano evinces an incredible soft touch, just enough on “Who You Gonna Love” and “The Only Wicked Thing,” the latter a playful speculation on the night Hank Williams died.
Leisz, who plays on every song, is wonderfully ubiquitous on lap steel, acoustic, electric and baritone guitar. His restraint and elemental musical sense behind the boards elevate “Diana and James” into brilliance.
It’s another touchstone record, but for different reasons. Copeland’s youthful militancy has given way to a murkier acceptance of “the trouble in the truth.” Now he graveyard whistles (on “All Those Things,” the album’s final song) and muses: “I guess I’ve seen enough of this long, gaudy fall out of love.”
Yet he doesn’t gives up the ghost. “I don’t know how, but I can see you now,” sings Copeland, “by a light I can barely find.”
Dreams of burning the world down once fueled his fury, but those emotions belong to another life, another time – another man. Older, wearier and somehow serene, he now follows the promise of a dim, durable flame.
9 thoughts on “Greg Copeland Returns”
Greg is an extremely talented musician and insightful writer who deserves more knowledgeable and thoughtful reviews like this one. Viva Diana and James!
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Thanks for spreading the word.
We still wait for the cd of ‘Revenge Will Come’- a timeless classic. Come on Inside!
Thanks for posting this info about Greg Copeland and his latest CD. I, too, have Revenge Will Come right up there as one of my all-time favourites. I thought it was fantastic when it first came out in 1982 – I bought it sight unseen after reading the review in Time magazine, and it stunned me from the first listen. All these years later, I didn’t think much about his music until I recently bought a phono pre-amp for my record player and started playing all my old records again.
BTW, I too managed to speak to Jackson Browne backstage at one of his shows in 1989 (I think) in Minneapolis and asked him about Greg Copeland. Jackson mentioned that Greg became a lawyer, active in environmental issues, but other than that, lost touch with him.
Now, I’m off immediately to buy Greg Copeland’s latest CD!
Thanks again for this site.
DITTO to everyone above. I discovered G Copeland in college while working college radio. I was and am a huge Jackson Browne, Zevon and Lyndley fan and was blown away by “Revnge Will Come.” I have the original LP but am too afraid to play it until I found all of the songs on youtube. I too have been looking for a digital version for my IPOD, please ITUNES get your poop grouped and offer this national treasure to those who still believe in the message that Copeland sang of in 1982. My favorite song, Eagleston!
This album reminds me of the days when music seemed important and it really could change the way you feel and think. Readig the review and the subsequent comments gives me a feeling of belonging. I really thought I was the only one who knew or cared about this man and in particular this album. Thank you to all of you.
One of the best albums of its time and still sounds great today. I’ve turned many friends on to the album Revenge Will Come and they too became fans of his songs. We still have it on our playlist when we get together and some of the cuts are our party favs. I converted the album to a CD years ago and have had it on my iPod for as long as I can remember.
I purchased Diana and James when it came out. It really grew on me and I have concluded that it’s a great piece of work too. His albums are very under appreciated. For years I searched the internet and found very little on Greg Copeland. I’m happy to see that he is starting put some of his work on his website.It’s truly great to see him getting back into music!
Oh yeah, my wife was recently in California and caught the show with Jackson, Greg Copeland, Steve Noonan and Greg Leisz. She really wanted to see Jackson and Greg Copeland perform together. She told me that it was a very special show!
Wonderful to hear that Greg C is playing out. He sent me some tracks from a work in progress in 2011 or 2012, and he still has the touch. But stepping on a stage? That’s wonderful news.
Hopefully he will release something soon! My wife told me that he sounded great, but was somewhat shy on stage. It would be great if he hit the road to do some shows.