I heard Thelonious Monk version of ‘April in Paris’ this morning on KUT.org and it made me wish I was sitting in a cafe near Place de Vosges watching the people go by…so I reached deep into my archives and found this photo I took one day after doing just that.
For the record, my fave version of that song has Sarah Vaughn singing, which you can listen to here. She was one of my main soundtrack’s while I lived there.
“…God knows, when spring comes to Paris the humbles mortal alive must feel that he dwells in paradise….it [is] the the intimacy with which his eye rests upon the scene. It [is] his Paris. A man does not need to be rich, nor even a citizen, to feel this way about Paris. Paris is filled with poor people – the proudest and filthiest lot of beggars that ever walked the earth… And yet they give the illusion of being at home. It is that which distinguishes the Parisian from all other metropolitan souls. – Henry Miller