Whistling past the graveyard

I came across this wonderful oddity today: Juliette Gréco singing “Dans la rue des Blancs Manteaux,” a ditty that Jean-Paul Satre had penned for the character, Inès in his 1943-44 one-act, Huit clos.

Set to perversely light-hearted music by Joseph Kosma (complete with wheedling accordion, bien sûr), Gréco’s cover wasn’t much of a hit when it was released in 1950. It gained popularity and notoriety in the early 1960s…

A nice touch of Parisian existentialist macabre with eyeliner for the end of the semester! L’occasion de re-tomber amoureuse du patrimoine français, non?