By dint of not having a career, of considering himself a dilettante and of working as a jack-of-all-trades for decades, Serge Rezvani has built what should be called a body of work.
A few years ago, he recorded all of his songs.
“I simply sang them, accompanied by a
marvelous
guitarist
,” he explains.
The pile of CDs is stored on the piano in his living room, awaiting possible distribution.
Sparkling, with a keen eye, a frank handshake, the nonagenarian welcomes us warmly to his apartment on the left bank, where he lives alone.
If he settled near the Luxembourg Gardens, it was to indulge in two hours of daily walking.
The secret of his insolent vitality, he says.
“I need my two to three hours of
daily walking ,
”
he admits.
The civil status gives him 94 years, but his enthusiasm rejuvenates him considerably.
“I wrote 132 songs,
he explains without boasting but with a lot of pride
.
It's a lot…
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