This past weekend I saw the latest Wes Anderson film, The Darjeeling Limited. It's the story of 3 brothers and the cumulative baggage they carry. It's also tale of their spiritual quest.

The music in the film was curious. (quirky? :) ) And, like Wes Anderson's other films, the score plays a key roll. There's music by The Kinks — a nice choice considering the story is about 3 brothers who can't get along; and, of course, The Kinks have long been about 2 brothers Dave and Ray, who don't get along

I wonder if Wes Anderson consciously made that choice.

Wes?

The Rolling Stones song "Play With Fire" is in film. There's also a song called "Where Do You Go To My Lovely", that has a line in it about an upper class French woman and the fancy apartment where she keeps her Rolling Stones records.

What drove me crazy when I saw the film is that I couldn't remember who wrote or sings "Where Do You Go To My Lovely". I could however remember every word.

I missed it flying by in the credits.

I was determined to remember, and I was also determined not to look it up.

The day will come, and it is almost here for many, when the answer to most any question, will be found in a relative instant. This is a huge cultural and dare I say major evolutionary shift.

My stubborn streak wanted my small brain to remember the artist that sang this fairly mediocre folk song. I knew that somewhere in my head, the synapses just hadn't fired in a while, or however it works (reminder: I'll have to look up how the brain remembers)

I went to sleep that night without knowing.

The next morning I woke, and the moment my feet hit the floor the name Peter Starstedt came to me. And then I connected that seemingly random name as the writer of that song.

Thank you brain,

and now here's the song.