Today, I revisited old French songs that I loved listening to as a child.
I'm currently reading Boris Vian's L'Herbe Rouge which I find wonderful. Such a stellar writer, singer, actor...
He’d only be 53 years old. I remember him like it was yesterday. I had a full length poster of him on the back of my bedroom door. I often think about the movies he would have made and more of the music. Sweet River. I miss him so much. Just a good hearted guy who really knew how to make someone feel good about themselves, before even thinking about himself. A heart of gold. The good always die young.
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