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What’s up Sorry State readers, I hope everyone has had a nice week. I feel like I always mention the weather or season at the beginning of my write-ups, but that’s cause it really can affect my listening habits. We’ve had amazing spring weather here in Raleigh this past week. I think we even got up into the 80s one day. My cutoff jean shorts were calling my name like the green goblin mask. With great power (sunny and 70s) though, comes great responsibility (a bunch of pollen everywhere.) It hasn’t gotten too bad yet with the pollen, but I know it’s coming. Anyways, about a month ago I wrote about that 60s French female pop compilation I was really digging that I got at Goner Records in Memphis. Fast forward to last week, I’m flipping through the International section (one of my favorites) at the store and come across this France Gall record. The cover alone told me all I needed to know about this album, but what really sold me was the hype sticker on this Third Man pressing. And I quote, “with the psychedelic era upon us, we find Gall, now in her 20s, singing increasingly strange songs about mummies, LSD, and dreams of death.” It’s like that sentence was constructed in a lab to specifically appeal to me. How could I not buy it after reading that? It’s the perfect record for this time of year when everything is blooming. Why not have some bright, warm music to match? Even though I don’t understand any French, you can still pick up on the feelings and mood of each song. My two favorites on here being Nefertiti (written by Serge Gainsbourg) and Les yeux bleus. Getchu some French pop in your system this spring.