The war in Vietnam came almost to an end and protestmarches took place everywhere in Europe. Meanwhile there were still a lot of GI's around, especially in Germany, that had to be guarded against the commies. With what they heard and saw in the media, that was hardly credible for the boys and they were biding their time getting stoned in Europe where they paid three Marks a gram for what surely would be at least fifty bucks back in the world, as they used to refer to their patch in the ocean. He restarted writing English songs and had a very attentive audience, there on the American Army & Airforce-bases and the hired rooms in the villages where you were a little more at ease, that took the music for granted if they could participate in the joy, still hidden in a bag behind his chair. "Hey man, you sound just like Buffalo Springfield!" his audience used to exclaim. He played and recorded his songs himself in his humble home studio and gave tapes to friends and fans until he met Rusty Sweet d'Buster, who told him to sing in Dutch as nobody else could or dared to do so his way. Rusty had started out in one of the roughest Rock 'n Roll bands of the time; The Evergreens, he sang and played the saxophone.

Armand recorded his first Dutch product in years, called Rue De La paix; Peace Street, with members of the bands The Walkers and Opus, in which Erwin Musper, the future producer, played guitar. Half of the songs were immediatly boycotted by all the radio-stations. An event that would repeat itself, but about that, later…

His cover-design however won the second prize in the National Music Poll and the song The Dutchman Is A Flour-Bag became an all time Belgian Favorite. Armand still wanted to release an English-language single and made a deal with his new record company that, if it would make the charts, he could do an English Album. Suzy/To You, America was released and flopped. Nobody could believe it was Armand singing. Rue De La Paix put him back on the map again, he restarted his gigs, and to his amazement his audience was really listening, a phenomenon he ignored up to that time, as the people only came to watch his cowboy boots and what kind of guitar he played, before they restarted gossipping over their drinks, as they knew his hit already.