Plaisirs Américains - Bernardino Femminielli

from the album Plaisirs Américains (2016)

Maybe it was the super moon.  Maybe it was the shots of Salmaikki in that Helsinki bar.  But how the hell did I wind up in Paris?  And how did the trusted, rusted Land Rover get here?

Anyhow, I'm laying on the hood of the Land Ro - under my sleeping bag - eating baguette and stinky cheese trying to get that salty licorice taste of those shots out of my mouth.  It's working.  So is the Côtes du Rhône.

Bernardino Femminielli is also working.  I'm jamming the little track of his latest record - Plaisirs Américains - on my Land Ro stereo.  Seven minutes of ecstasy.  The hushed french vocals.  The percussive piano chords.

I'm diggin' this trip...

Click Here to listen to Plaisirs Américains.