I must get through three fat books by Thursday night. I wish to become an armchair expert on what turns a lamentation of lawyers into a mass murder of fanatics. Please subscribe and watch your inbox on Friday morning. Lots of French feeling will present itself peacefully. I have some old continent French in me, Norman, from William the Conqueror’s retinue. However my wife, Rose, is mostly French Alps on her father’s side. She’s the singer in our band, and we recorded this song in a French garage last Friday night. The video plays France scenes from my lone escape to the Southwest region several years ago. The song is “Down Where the Drunkards Role” by Linda and Richard Thompson.
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