French-themed Deep Soul Interlude
Legendary Record Dealer Gwen "Slip Me an Absinthe" Jamois drops by with a link to a record he's currently enjoying.
See it's not just mildly dysfunctional London media freelancers who get hooked on Gallic Romance, Callender was a Leroy Hutson-era Soul singer who under the influence of LSD recorded "Le Musee de L’impressionisme" with lyrics like this:
“He was a guiding light but did not pretend to be
Lived on loans
Lived by the grace of God and the aid of a friend
Lived, evolved and created new themes of cause and effect
Yes he was a guiding light, for all to see
Monet, Monet, Monet
I'm singin' 'bout Claude Monet
Monet, Monet, Monet
A visionary of Time and Space and the Light
He died in 1926,
He died spiritually a success,
He died leaving behind a legacy of heavenly bliss,
And a son and mistress
Monet, Monet, Monet
I'm singin 'bout Claude Monet
A visionary of Time and Space and the Light”
For a few life has truly been,
For the most part a tragedy,
And Vincent Van Gogh was one who suffered
Need I say anymore?
Can a man be so torn
From the first day that he's born,
Or does it take time, or something forelorn?
Need I say anymore?
Mystical madman, yes, mystical but a very sad man was he Tres triste
A kind of Steppenwolf, if you know what I mean
A mystical madman, yes, mystical but very sad man was he Tres triste
Not even Theo or Gaughin or a prostitute could fulfill his needs
But can anyone deny his love for life?
But then why attempt suicide?
Or was there something else he saw in the light?
Need I say anymore?
A mystical madman, yes, mystical but truly a very, very sad man
Little man, little man, born an aristocrat
Little did you know at your time of birth you'd become an Invalid?
Little man, little man, born an aristocrat
Alcohol didn't do you no good,
just a mental breakdown, paralysis, and death
Petit homme, petit homme,
Out, Je chante au sujet de Toulouse-Lautrec
How were you able to paint the world you live in as miraculous as you did?
La Danse de la Gouloue et de Valentine Desosse, La Clownesse
Cha-U-Kao, La Femme au Boa Noir et la Toilette et Femme Tirant Son Bas
In the Paddock at Longchamps by day,
And in the Moulin Rouge by night,
Drinking Absynthe and Cognac and sketching everything in sight"
You couldn't make it up. There's a couple of mp3s you can peruse at popsike.com (follow the earlier link).