Wednesday, April 11, 2007

forgotten love

Boris Vian. I read two of his books when I lived in France. L'Ecume des Jours and L'Automne a Pekin. I just found this article in a back issue of the New Yorker, and was surprised that I had forgotten about him for so long.

I was reminded of the blind guy in an overcoat who used to stand on the steps of the Eglise St. Louis outside of my apartment in Grenoble and sing Le Deserteur every night during all the antiwar demonstrations in 1991.

Ah la nostalgie!

2 comments:

Libbycookie said...

And I think the book fair is happening there now...

BreadBox said...

KT,
Thanks for the comment on my blog!
I wasn't aware that this was up on youtube! You've made my day!

N.