Things have been more than a little bit nuts lately; as a result, regular blog postings (never my strong suit to begin with) ground to a halt. In the midst of all the craziness, I have found myself drawn to the early vocal sytlings of Pierre Barouh and/or watching Jacques Demy's lovely and heartbreaking "Umbrellas of Cherbourg." Not quite sure what all of this means, but if anyone was going to compose the soundtrack to my life right now, I hope it would be Francis Lai or Michel Legrand.
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