I'm in love with Edith Piaf.
Pookie gave me one of her CDs for Christmas this year - and I can't stop listening to it.
The husky rasp of her voice in "Milord" to the damn near tear-wrenching twirls in Hymne a l'Amour...I'm obsessed. I'm always amazed by the beautiful music that can come out of other people's mouths, probably because I'm utterly incapable of holding a tune. And usually what's coming out of my mouth is exactly the opposite of music...banshee wails, maybe, but certainly nothing beautiful.
Ah. It's nice to just sit back and ride the music sometimes.