My introduction and love of sixties French Pop began a few years ago when a friend turned me on to the decadent sounds of Jacques Dutronc. His frenetic pop music followed me via iPod on a twelve day honeymoon trek through Greece and the outlying coastal islands, thus becoming the de facto soundtrack to the trip. Upon my return to the states I was hooked and needed a fix . . .
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