Carla Bruni Meets Metallica, Keeps Husband Up At Night

In the interview, she noted that she played her music late at night and it kept her husband up. Sarkozy must be a light sleeper, because I could barely make it through her performance of “Tu Es Ma Came” (one of the translations she offered was “You are my junk”) without falling into Locked-In Syndrome. She does French sing-talking in a pleasant-enough voice that I hesitate to call chanson. (An aside: does that kind of thing work on her own people or just those of us who fall easily for accents? I mean, Jools needed to wipe the slobber off his chin.) The music would be perfectly decent if she hadn’t hired Unplugged-era Eric Clapton to claw away at his guitar in the Coffee House Lite vernacular. That guy never met a tepid jazz/blues lick he couldn’t over-emphasize!

One million Brits watched her, which I think is a lot because a news story I read felt the need to mention it. There was also word that she got a “huge sales boost” from the appearance, though that claim seems to be as unvetted as Sarah Palin, who I like a lot less as far as attractive political figures go.

When Carla met Jools and Metallica [Telegraph]