Les Copains D'Abord

After 7 hours of reading Euripides and watching Troy in school today, I'm completely worn out, but before passing out I just had to hear this one song by Georges Brassens, Les Copains D'Abord. A sweet song of French folk--a niche of which Brassens is no doubt the master, though he's certainly entirely unique compared to both his predecessors and his contemporaries--I find that its sweet guitar and its rich vocal melody evoke some of the brilliant, summery landscapes that I missed out on when behind school bars earlier. Perhaps my having visited his tranquil hometown Sète somewhat adds to the experience in terms of making the inner pictures more vivid, but his music is wholly worthwhile, even if I am not able to make out the words.

Oh, and speaking of words, I gotta say that while our writing in English might come off as quite pretentious, I like it this way. Not the pretentiousness, that is, it just has a fitting atmosphere to it, just like Les Copains D'Abord does on a sunny day's night. Posting this, I'm still listening to that one song by that moustached Frenchie.