K7/PF comes up trumps again!
Must admit Renaud songs of that kind bring a tear to my eye these days- they remind me of the loss of lots of things: my French fluency; my job in a French dept.; the friends who made me the K7s (cassettes) of his early stuff; the trips to France to visit students on the year abroad that allowed me to buy the originals in 2nd hand shops and flea markets; the culture he came from and embodied; his own vibrancy and importance (tho' Les Bobos was funny) etc etc
Must admit Renaud songs of that kind bring a tear to my eye these days- they remind me of the loss of lots of things: my French fluency; my job in a French dept.; the friends who made me the K7s (cassettes) of his early stuff; the trips to France to visit students on the year abroad that allowed me to buy the originals in 2nd hand shops and flea markets; the culture he came from and embodied; his own vibrancy and importance (tho' Les Bobos was funny) etc etc
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