While I was in France last week touring and attending an academic conference, a French music legend died and was mourned. Johnny Hallyday, the King of French rock ‘n’ roll (known widely as the “French Elvis”), died earlier this month at the age of 74 after a battle with lung cancer. I learned of this in a circuitous way–because one of his songs, Quelque Choses de Tennessee (Something of Tennessee), was playing on the radio in a hotel shuttle van and caught my attention (for obvious reasons, although the song refers to Tennessee Williams, not the state, as it turns out). Also, I happened to be in Paris the day of his funeral, when many roads (including the Avenue des Champs-Élysées) were blocked off for the related activities.
Curiosity about the song and the singer led me to the Internet. My Internet searching revealed Hallyday as the singer and described an interesting life. This guy loved the United States–not only adopting rock ‘n’ roll, but also writing lyrics about this country based on his U.S. travels. Perhaps most famous is Mon Amérique à Moi (My America and Me), which includes the following lyrics near and dear