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A member of a homeless Paris street gang at war's end, Singer Greco was adopted by the existentialists. Sartre, Cocteau, Raymond Queneau, Franchise Sagan wrote poems for her to sing. But she says that 1) the existentialists are not really sad ("Jean-Paul Sartre, he is very gay, very gay, really, really, he is healthy"), and 2) she is not really an existentialist. There has been a break between her and the healthy Sartre, according to Paris rumors, possibly over the fact that she changed some of his lyrics.
Stroking her long tresses ("I like very much my hair; it is a good friend of mine"), she delighted New York audiences as a kind of dark Lorelei. But that might not be the last image of Juliette Greco, for she feels that she can change her style as she wishes. Says she: "I have no limits—if tomorrow Eisenhower writes a good song, I can sing it."