Françoise Hardy – La Maison Où J’ai Grandi
As I’ve written before, I do adore some lovely French pop, especially sung by a breathy female voice. I’m not sure if this is despite my speaking hardly a word of French, or because...
Ramblings about My Records
As I’ve written before, I do adore some lovely French pop, especially sung by a breathy female voice. I’m not sure if this is despite my speaking hardly a word of French, or because...
Another one from Françoise Hardy, this one from 1965 and, as with her other early albums, only released with her name; the title came later from the most popular song. This one features some...
In the last entry, I talked about why I’m just buying Françoise Hardy records almost whenever I find them. She has a lovely voice, I enjoy French pop even though (and perhaps because) I...
There was a brief period in the mid-2000s when I suddenly went international in my tastes. Or, at least, French. I have always loved the sound of the French language, I have always loved...
Do I have to? Do I have to do this one? Be assured, I own this as something of a joke. A little tongue in cheek. After Donna Summer had a huge, huge hit...
To my taste, this second record from Pearl Harbour (who explains that her British label changed the spelling of her name) is much more enjoyable than her debut, settling much more comfortably into a...
My kid walked by this record in the “now playing” slot over by my turntable and stopped to say, “Can you imagine a band called 9/11?” With a name like that, I’d expect some...
John Hammond, man. I wrote just a few entries back about how we discovered John Hammond, at a day long blues festival at Saratoga Performing Arts Center in 1990. I don’t even know if...
The last few years have been just remarkable for a number of seriously mature (as they used to say, superannuated) artists who have been getting the respect and opportunities they deserve to put out...
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