
I Can No Longer Hear the Guitar
A melancholic, introspective meditation on the loss of youthful idealism and the disillusionment that follows the promise of 1968.
For those who were young, living under the delusions of love and soft drugs in Paris, May 1968 - even if the guitar is still playing, they can't hear it any longer.
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