So this is the New York “spring.” Today was 70-something degrees, and on the commute from work I carried my coat in my arms.

Spring has a definite soundtrack for me. I recall vividly warm spring sunsets in Mobile, listening to Prokofiev’s “Summer Night” (you could call a “spring” in Mobile “summer” it was just that hot at times). So every spring I listen to “Summer Night” and Carl Orff’s “Carmina Burana.”

I’ve added Sibelius to the list for obvious reasons, and after having experienced a New York winter, I can say that I know how he felt when writing his Symphony No. 1.