Tonight I raise my glass and bid a loving and sad adieu to one of the world's most wonderful singers, Charles Aznavour. Merci, and bon voyage.
My brain played me a version of the theme from Charade in the spooky child choir style of Rosemary's Baby the other day. As this doesn't really exist, all I can do it type it for you.
^ Man, funny how I almost never return to Mr. Hitchcock these day. My loss. Yeah, I know... kinda commercial: Extra guilt supplied by how much I objectify Ms. Hanna in this clip. Sonic Youth - Bull in the Heather
Oh, and this little jammy from above wouldn't play in my USofA: Here it is again! The Replacements - Androgynous
Mate, that is not the version of the tune that I would recommend, the one I love is from the 'Everybody wants to Shag' album. Its unfortunate the beautifully glitchy version won't play over there . . .
