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A man who loved music

I worked with Leighton Kerner for

six years at the Village Voice in

w:st="on">New York, back in the

early ‘80s. And I want to add my voice to those who mourn his passing. As

everyone so rightly said, he loved music—loved it with everything he had. He

never seemed to get jaded, or overloaded. He was always out there, always going

to performances, always excited.

And his reviews showed his enthusiasm. I can’t remember him

ever being harsh, even if he hadn’t liked something he heard. And when he liked

it, he was generous and grateful. I remember one review of a concert by the

American Composers Orchestra. Leighton loved it so much that he printed the

name of every musician who had played that night.

style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Which of us, among critics, has ever shown

such gratitude and love? May he rest in peace. He had

a full, rich life.

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