‘Tis Françoise Hardy, on a motorcycle. You’re welcome.
So. About a year-and-a-half ago, I recorded a cover of Ms. Hardy’s “Voilà” with a lovely girl who had lonely eyes, a heartbreaking smile and a voice that brought to mind the sensation of someone gently, but persistently pressing against your chest. I often regret that we never recorded more music together. Oh well, oh well, sigh, etc etc etc