Bryant Paul

I thought at first it was a woman’s voice, that he was miming along with a recording from an earlier, more romantic time.

Bryant Paul’s voice is clear and beautiful, and it filled Montmartre with an easy melody that made me glad I woke up early, glad I took a Sunday stroll and oh so glad that the world is home to people like him, people living their dream, singing because they were born to, because if they didn’t the music would just push its way out through their pores.

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