SONG OF A LIVING ROOM (New)

So I actually took out my MacBook and I didn't want to open like a proper recording program, so I just opened Photo Booth and recorded a video of myself playing the song so that I would remember the song. And I really liked the atmosphere of that video and that's when I thought I should do a series of songs in my living room The songs were released digitally, for free, ahead of compilation on the album proper. As the title conveys, these tracks were performed and recorded in the living room of his Reykjavik apartment. As the record progresses, the pieces become fuller. And it certainly meets every expectation, albeit without stretching far beyond anticipated designs.

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Where are the violins in this prime vantage point. She likes the zephyr song in a perfect weather and wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-won't you.

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The daughter wants to be an ambassador and there is a form to sign. A native Parisian, I soon moved to the small town of Montbron, Charentes, which is situated in the Southwest of France, and lived an idyllic childhood under the care of my maternal grandparents, as my mother had emigrated to America and my father had stayed in Paris.

Every summer, the entire household moved to the Atlantic coast for two months. My grandfather died when I was eight, and I went back to Paris to live with my father and his new wife. Both of them worked, so I spent much time at school, attending after-school programs and camps.

I loved this school, which was a Catholic private institution named Ste Elizabeth. There, I took piano and dance lessons. I also enrolled in the drama club. I also competed on the athletic team. I went to winter school for a month in the Alps where we studied in the morning and skied in the afternoon. I received a great extensive education there, which compensated for the diffi culty I had at home with my authoritarian father. I also had a dog, Nouchka, who accompanied me in my multiple expeditions in nearby neighborhoods.

I started to develop a passion for dance, and my father, fearing for my education, steered me toward horse riding instead. My grandmother, whose name is Madeleine, baked the best madeleines see Proust ever and although from a bourgeois background had this weird passion for farm animals she had rabbits and sheep and bees, and my grandfather introduced me to J. Bach, opera, anthropology, and astrology. My interest in academics vanished in favor of a turbulent nightlife. Still, at 19, I enrolled in medical school in Poitiers. I must say that my choice had more to do with the proximity of the medical school to the apartment I had just found than with a passion for medicine.

Needless to say, I failed the first year and did the next easiest thing, which was to marry my boyfriend and move back with him to Cognac where his family owned vineyards and a distillery.

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I took up dance again. Bored to tears, I divorced and moved again to Paris at I finally worked for the Socialist Party representatives of the Parisian region schools then moved on as a contractual assistant to the Small Businesses Secretary of State. There is a strong Socialist undercurrent pull in my family.

I also started a lifelong relationship with the works of Marguerite Duras and Milan Kundera. I think they are my literary parents, and I even get frustrated with Kundera for being such a man! I took dance lessons all along, and when the left collapsed, I decided to audition and got a job in a small French dance company. I toured in Japan, Hong Kong and Eastern Europe and loved it, but I was already 28 and there was no future for me in dance.

I thought I had to know my mother. I moved to Hawaii in , where my mother lived, and what was supposed to be a short three-month long visit ended up in a year-long stay. Let me say here that I was not fluent in English yet. I applied for a green card, got it, and worked as a server in a French restaurant while learning how to surf and to speak English. I still remember the day I finally got a joke on my own. We stayed in Greenwood, Mississippi, for two long years, had Camille, my daughter, and moved to the nearest ocean, the Gulf of Mexico.

It was a last resort decision. I found myself in a foreign country not yet an American citizen with a beautiful child but without money. Thanks to a great therapist, I went back to school and shortly after became an American citizen. These are questions I still ponder.