Thank you very much...

Starfox said:
Pour Alain.
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Two excellent references.

I still prefer the original versions, but I used to play "la Javanaise" on the guitar, and I confess that Joul's version (Thanks for making me discover her ;)) is much better than mine.

"Quand reviendras-tu" was a favorite of my first love (some 45 years ago, holy automobile, how time goes past...). There's a bio-pic that has just been released here, haven't seen it yet, but the crtics say it's very good.
 
Could have posted that on another thread, as a kind of parenthesis.

People everywhere, anywhere, are looking for love and harmony. The way we percieve them is often a caricature.

I feel close to these people, the friends I met in Turkey, Rumania, Hungary, music that was a binding link between us. Kurds playing the saz under a tipee brought by a friend from Canada by the Loire valley, getting pissed under the storm in june on the whisky some Englishmen from Tunbridge wells brought, and the note the lady who clogged up the toilet left before vanishing into oblivion: "On the juke-box of life..."

Iranian music:

 
I'm assuming this thread is for sharing some of your fav music. I've yet to contribute but here it is. This band is in my top three favorites of all time. I see them every time they are in NY. Was lucky enough to see them perform on letterman too. The only band I've seen live in the last 10 years. Acoustic at the Ryman is a special album to me as I would dance my daughter to sleep to it nightly. She knows the words to many of their songs. Factory is a favorite, but this is the one that put them on the map.

 

Ah... Feeling much better, no more aching in my neck and loins.

Must be the herb-tea with curcuma and honey.
 
Hi Starfox,

This is the one I prefer by the Pogues, brings me back to moments in my life when I was on the razor's edge. It makes me smile now. I don't deny it, I don't regret it either, it's just the past, and the local drunk tank has long been replaced by a media library, so there's no trace of the grafitti I and my friends left we were occasionally taken in :rolleyes:

I don't miss the awful smell in the cell, and the blows by the cops though :mad:

 
And the Dubliners: there's this song that was translated and acted by comedians, in French, but it will never have the flavour of self-derisive humour these Irismen have:

 
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