“Well, it was his album Einzelhaft. I started learning German because I loved that album and wanted to understand what he was singing about.”
“Well that’s honourable,” I commented. “And what about Edith Piaf, where does she come into the story?” I don’t think he understood my joke, because he wasn’t smiling.
“I don’t understand?” he said.
“Was Edith Piaf your inspiration in learning French?”
“No, nothing — I only speak it a little.”
“And what does Einzelhaft mean?” I asked, though I knew I’d pronounced it totally wrong.
“To be alone, to be in solitary confinement, something like that anyway.”
“Sad title, isn’t it?”
“I’m not surprised, Falco was mad. He’s dead now, did you know that?”