|
 | Before I met up with Rick in France, I shared a room for a couple of nights at a youth hostel in Brussels. | |
|
| Who'd you share a room with? | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| A sweet woman. We were just roommates and just spoke a little at the end of each night, but the way she said "Bon soir" was the loveliest sound... | |
|
| Yeah? | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| Her "Bon soir" was all grace, beauty, lightness, elegance, warmth. | |
|
| Kind of like the start of Ian Hunter's "Welcome to the Club" which opens with the announcer's "Bon soir, L.A."? And then, kicking into gear, he blurts, "Come on here, what the hell is this deal, anyhow, ya ready or what?!" | |
|
|
|
|
|
