Meet ZED. his name is ZED and ZED thrashes his way through Joe Cocker covers ( and more ) like some ill-fated Tom Waits lost and wasted in Parisian night ... he performed right after we closed a third set at the café Montmartre last nite, as we stood back with friends in the summer nite, downing righteous pints.
Butch had told Fabienne that Zed was dead , in that Pulp Fiction killer scene. Somebody tell Quentin Zed's not dead : he now sings Cocker covers in Paname !
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