I express much interest in music and listen and appreciate nearly all musical genres, with few exceptions such as loud and violent rap and contemporary hard rock, politically engaged folks who strum away on acoustic guitars in their desperate attempts to claim “artistship,” and sexy fashion plates whose vocal accomplishments are indebted to the performance of sound engineers and up-to-date technology.

I’m also somewhat knowledgeable about French music and singers, even though their popularity seldom succeeds at crossing the borders of their country — the example of this country shows that politics doesn’t mix well with authentic talent.

Unless I forget someone, Music composer and performer Jean Michel Jarre and, earlier, the late singer Claude Francois (with “My Way”) were the only ones who truly made it, as yet.

So, the honest opinion of the enlightened profane I am says that Carla Bruni’s performance is unlikely to leave a mark in the history of popular music, at this point; even in France.

Popular success is something one cannot just buy…

A similar case exemplifying this difficulty is this of French female “singer” Vanessa Paradis. Even though she enjoyed indefectible support from her brethrens of the French establishment singe age 9, Vanessa Paradis never succeeded at collecting significant success, even in her own country.
She finally won the fame she was looking for, not as an artist but as a famous housewife, in marrying American actor Johnny Depp.