By listening to the radio (in this case Radio FIP, a curious eclectic continuos mix of classic, jazz and lounge), you sometimes hear music you might otherwise not hear. That’s how I discovered Keren Ann, an originally Dutch (!) girl that took the wise decision to move to Paris. And after hearing only one song, I decided to buy her new CD, La Disparition. A breakable voice with inspiring and dreamy lyrics. I was immediately sold.

Keren Ann
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