We all have those sonic Great White Buffalos: unknown songs…sound fragments, misheard lyrics that we collect over decades of consuming pop culture. Like that utility drawer in every kitchen: cartoon bursting with…who knows what. Mostly likely dead batteries.
I finally resolved one of those Great White Buffalos today. So glad I got up and out of bed; well that was worth it.
This is Edith Piaf…it’s the classic French/Paris song that plays in every American movie to cue the audience the main characters will now be eating baguettes and watching lovely lithe Parisian girls on bicycles drift by…like wheeled gazelles.
The lyrics for Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien are in French. There was no way I was gonna sing this to google.
Well: I feel like a detective in an 80s TV show…case closed! Until next week…
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p.s. All due respect to Hot Tub Time Machine for the use of Great While Buffalo.
