They may call Copland the "Dean of American Music," but Roger Sessions could give him a run for his money in terms of influence (if not, alas, in the realm of popularity). The statement is not, of course, a rebuke of Copland (many of whose works I adore), but a sad commentary on the neglect of Sessions. A great deal of his works drip with charm and are shining examples of accessibility, such as this month's clip, a short, delightful romp from the second symphony. Almost reminiscent of passages of Prokofiev, the simple work does what most music should do (and what much music doesn't do): says what it has to and then finishes!