This tune! I was first introduced to this album by Carla Bruni while in high school in a small town in Michigan called Interlochen. Many years later living in New Yok City in Inwood, with a couple of artistic bohemian ladies, I started playing with guitar, nothing deadly serious, but I thought it would be pretty cool if I could cross northern Broadway into Fort Tryon Park and busk! I worked hard at my handful of guitar songs, and one day I got up the gumption to go into the quite secluded park and busk. Most of the time it was like practicing in a much prettier place than my apartment. I distinctly remember playing this song one time out in the park as a cute couple was approaching me, everything seized up, my hands, my throat, and I coyly smiled at them as they walked past me. I am proud to say I did make a few happy bucks while busking in Inwood. A few years later in Brooklyn, a French Gypsy Jazz washboard player (yeah, there aren’t too many of those) David Langlois, helped me out with my French pronunciation and guitar playing. Some songs stay with you on the journey. ....Be sure to listen for the wild turkey harmonies! 🦃😄
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AuthorMy Musicial Musings Archives
November 2020
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