French radio hits and misses

jdbruewer's picture

I have a degree in French. It hasn't done me much good yet in life, but I try to keep up with it.

At this point in my life I can't do much traveling to places where they speak it. Even a trip to Quebec would be a stretch of time and resources.

Luckily for me, technology lets me eavesdrop. With a smartphone and a Bluetooth enabled radio, I can stream audio from around the world. I use a cool app from TuneIn Radio to dial in French stations. My favorite is France Bleu Provence. It mixes news, contests, interviews and music. I've gotten to where I understand most of it, or at least get the gist of the conversation. I'm probably the only guy in Van Wert, Ohio, and possibly the tri-state, driving around listening to traffic reports from Toulouse.

Occasionally, I discover new music I like while listening. I actually first heard Cobie Caillat there. I've been hearing a song for a couple weeks that stuck with me. It reminded me of Mauvais Sort a Quebecois band that's come around my part of Ohio a couple times.

I finally looked up the song and artist.

The song is Fin Octobre, debut Novembre by Isabelle Boulay. I love the haunting tone of the lyrics, the violin, and the overall folk feel. It's a simple song about missing someone, but very well done.

France Bleu can certainly surprise me with great new songs and some old classics I've forgotten. They usually hit the mark, but occasionally, they miss it by a mile.
Just this afternoon, they embedded this earworm in my head.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you... Patrick Hernandez.