some people refused to keep on listening to them after the murder of Marie Trintignant by Bertrand Cantat, his husband and lead guitarist/singer from Noir Désir. A band that gave hope to the French's youth by his heavy political vindications quickly turns to dust and bad souvenirs.
But in my young memories, this song keeps on reminding me how i use to love him. I completely couldn't listen to this song for a whole year.
so beautiful, melancholic, restless, and visually breath-taking.
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