Anyway: At that time NO music of FZ was aired in Germany. NO WAY!
Years later, when “Bobby Brown” became a “hit” in Germany, it was played on the radio. AND: The last time, I heard FZ´s music aired was shortly after he died. Sad - isn´t it.

Well, the more I write about it, the more I understand, how important all this was for me at that time. Being different in a way. Although, if you would meet me now, you won´t SEE this at all. But my mind is MY mind!

I then started telling my friends that this was a very good record. We listened to it.
And - believe it or not- the conclusion of the discussion amongst 16 years old ( in 1970 ) was: ” this happens to be purple music”.

Back to music.

B. Bacharach wants to be mentioned as being jewish.
And in case you’re interested in new jewish music, there’s amongst others the Tzadik.com site, click on radical jewish culture.

For instance, the great B. Bacharach ( jewish) composition “Trains & Boats & Planes”.

“( jewish)” ?
What’s the relevance of B.B. being of jewish descent? Why do you insist on mentioning this explicitly? To the non-bernard-educated reader this is borderline racist (which I know you are not). You have this puzzling habit of pinpointing race and/or descent when talking about (what you perceive to be) a minority.

Second: what’s ( with) the (random ) spaces featured ( in) your (between brackets ) commentary? I’d ( really ) love (to ) know ).

Nostalgia about decades passed by are a dangerous minefield. Due to ethics the 70´s in Germany we´re just an extension of the 60´s in many ways. Still a thick crust of old fashioned mind all over the place.

Music. There was only one TV program with pop music (called DISCO) and it was teribble. With one exception nearly the same with radio. Very often me and some school friends met to listen to records or reel to reel (AKAI) with music we liked (Zappa, Wishbone Ash, Genesis, Kraftwerk etc.). Needless to say, that I was a hardcore FZ fan.

Along came the first girlfriend. She wanted to visit a dancing school. So I had (!) to learn dancing or leave (her). Can you imagine me, doing “Dancing Queen” on the dance floor with “Apostrophe (´)” in my mind ?

When I watch retro TV programs about the 70´s toady, I can´t understand the fuzz about it. I am quiet suprised that I survived mentally that decade.

What I remember most about the 70s, Roland, is how the mind and music of FZ saved me from much of the dreck of that decade, french or otherwise. If one only listened to AM radio at the time, though, one wouldn’t think so. It seemed as if all of the really good music of the 70s were being played on reel to reel machines in little black light basement apartments, or on late night college FM stations, while the rest of the world was catching Saturday Night Fever or out buying mood rings or pet rocks.

Don’t feel bad regarding your first girlfriend. Girls make guys to funny things, especially when there’s potential teenage plooking involved. I recall, one of my early girlfriends would only “do the nasty” if I wrote her love poems. I wrote one hell of a lot of really really bad love poetry that year, but I figured it was worth it. She wound up marrying a mechanic named Joe who runs a garage in B.C. (can it get any more ironic than that?).

One of his great songs was ” Nationale 7″.

And listen to the glorious deconstruction by Aksak Maboul.
http://www.discogs.com/artist/Aksak+Maboul

Still: Crammed Records.