Local and genuine tribute to David Bowie
I stopped smoking the day he passed away
went to a show
and had champagne
took off my english green prairie shoes (a celtic version of red shoes )
and started to dance
while
they were rolling off the sea the scene the show the seats
and we were
listening to the songs the music the pieces
Mick had picked up for us to listen.
"ah , listen" he said "this is an artist's music "
(merci au Roudour, toujours du coté poétique )
LET'S DANCE
