So we were in Luxembourg (I’m sure one of those photos is of Luxembourg ;-) having eaten at a really neat restaurant called Chiggeri where we had gratins with cheese-of-your-choosing (St. Something-or-other-for-me, Rebluchon for Jeff) — mmmmmmm — and had gone to get ice cream (actually we were after italian “ice”, but found something that wasn’t quite that) when we heard a band playing. It was a swing band and the tune was familiar. Very familiar.
It was Radar Love(1), by Golden Earring. Truly surreal. And pretty darn good, actually… translates nicely to a swing band.
(1) Ok, I admit it, I thought it was “Red Hot Love”… I know that it is was Radar Love, but apparently it’s filed in my head under Red Hot Love.