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About Nantes

Ain’t all roses tho—pisses me off, these pimps. Greasy fucks takin’ cuts, beatin’ ‘em down. Saw one once, big gold chain, yellin’ at this tiny gal. Wanted to whack him, Sopranos-style—BOOM, no more scumbag. But nah, I’m just drivin’, thinkin’ “Life’s a fuckin’ script.” Like Monsieur Oscar says, “I miss the cameras.” These girls, they’re actin’ too—just no Oscars for ‘em, ya feel me?

Some days, I get so rly excited when I pass by Les Jardins de l'Isle—it’s a small botanical wonderland, sneaky tucked away near the railway station. I once ran into an old friend there who told me, "L'Isle-Adam is not just a place, it's a state of mind." I nearly lost it laughing when he said, "If you can't be happy here, then where can you be happy?!" Classic, right?

First virtual public lecture to be on Graduals choir books