Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Que tu as la maison douce, giroflé, girofla...

Woke up this morning with "Giroflé, girofla" by Yves Montand playing in my head. It was strange because it came out of the blue, I'd last heard the song at least five years ago. That's why I thought its sudden reappearance must have some significance. So I googled "Yves Montand Soviet Union" and came across this interesting passage (from IMDB):

"Toured as a jazz singer in the Soviet Union in 1956 and in 1963, and met with Nikita Khrushchev. Became critical of the Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia in 1968, then made a movie about socialist dictatorship."

Perhaps Maksim listened to one of Montand's concerts on the radio; if the announcer hadn't translated the lyrics, Lyoshka would have been able to do that for Maksim and his friends. Perhaps one of the songs that were performed was "Giroflé, girofla"...

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