"The lovely days disappear, the planets turn in circles, but you walk straight toward what you cannot see: the dark days, the sagging skin." The lugubrious sentiment is by Poet Raymond Queneau, but the dark caramel voice which murmurs it in throbbing French in a newly released Columbia album belongs to a 29-year-old Parisian chanteuse named Juliette Greco. For U.S. listeners the album offers a fresh view of a singer whose literate, melancholy repertory and haunting voice have made her the musical idol of the existentialists and a reigning favorite along the...
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