What with the writers' strike and all, I barely noticed that Golden Globes were bestowed this year. How this will affect the upcoming Oscars remains to be seen, but some much buzzed-about, music-centric movies -- namely, "Sweeney Todd," "I'm Not There," and the EDITH PIAF biopic "La Vie en Rose" -- may get lost in the ongoing, empty-teleprompter limbo.
We certainly wouldn't want that to happen to Mademoiselle Piaf, whose penchant for painkillers, booze, and car crashes only served to provide an apt, melodramatic backdrop for her emotional song stylings. To call her the French JUDY GARLAND would be lazy but not altogether wrong. Indeed, it can only be a matter of time before RUFUS WAINWRIGHT dedicates a disc to her.
Life is a cabaret, old chum. And this is what comes from too much pills and liquor....
[MP3] "Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien" 
[MP3] "A Quoi ca Sert L'Amour" [w/THEO SARAPO] 
[MP3] "Les Amants D'un Jour" 
[MP3] "La Vieux Piano" 
[MP3] "Hymne a L'Amour" 
[MP3] "Fais Comme Si"