I often wake up in the middle of the night.
When I do I get on my computer and work.
But work alone is not good enough so I put on good music.
The voice of Edith Piaf who died when I was a small child is the voice that inspires me more than anyone else’s.
It rings through my home in the middle of the night.
Piaf is considered France greates singer ever.
Piaf started out her career singing on the streets of Paris. She led a somewhat tempestuous and tragic life with divorces, deaths and personal injury . You can read about her here Synopsis of Edith Piaf . She had the good fortune of having a younger husband who stuck by her to the end. A last small and final hurra.
This is one of my favorite Piaf tunes
Here’s Eric Clapton singing the same song. A beautiful rendition but he is no Piaf for my ears unfortunately.
And finally here’s “Babs” doing Autumn Leaves in French and English… classic “Babs” but not Piaf.
With Piaf you here all the angst and passion.