Whew, I was working at Rose Records in Chicago's loop around '62 and from Halloween until a week after New Years day "Dominique" was the ONLY record playing out of a loud speaker over the front sidewalk. By Thanksgiving we were all praying that the damn thing would spontaneously combust, but no such luck. The name of the nun was something like "Seur Sorrierre" in French but we were certain it translated to "Sister Sore Rear" in English. One day the 45 turned up broken on the turntable. I wonder how that happened? But the boss had at least 20 more...

Love and peace,

Art Thieme