Help with Cerrones book "Et Pourquoi Pas La Lune"

[billy huls]

I just bought this book about Marc Cerrone (Love In C Minor, Supernature) the title is Et Pourquoi Pas La Lune its from 2004. The book is entirely french language although i dont know french i bought it for the pictures. They are all good photos. My question is can anyone help me translate the title of this book. Thanks.

[Graham_Start]

Originally Posted by billy huls

I just bought this book about Marc Cerrone (Love In C Minor, Supernature) the title is Et Pourquoi Pas La Lune its from 2004. The book is entirely french language although i dont know french i bought it for the pictures. They are all good photos. My question is can anyone help me translate the title of this book. Thanks.

Literally, it means "and why not the moon". However, I don't know if that's a figure of speech...

[needlefingers]

If you want help translating any other parts of the book, here is a good website:

AltaVista - Babel Fish Translation

You will have to type the text, and then pick "French to English" translation.

It may look like broken english, but you can figure out what they are saying.

[Videoskooter]

Originally Posted by Graham_Start

Literally, it means "and why not the moon". However, I don't know if that's a figure of speech...

Yes it is, it means something like "The Sky is the limit" or better said: everything is possible, we can achieve anything as long as we believe in it, go for it, be passionate, go beyond your wildest dreams!

[Teddybear]

From the web:

The book is full of stories that Cerrone never told before, and include a lot of interviews of people he collaborated with, like Jerry Greenberg, from Atlantic Records, Nile Rodgers from Chic, or various DJs, like David Morales...

One of the funiest stories he told me was about the way got famous: due to a mistake... He was desesperately seeking for a label in France with his first record, Love In C Minor, and was rejected by all the big ones in his country (when disco was "the thing" in the States, France's music industry was still very reluctant to dance music and pieces of more than 16 minutes long...), so Cerrone decided to press and distribute his record himself in Paris stores...

One day, a man working in one of those stores was asked by his boss to send a box of Barry White records back to a New York whole seller. The store had received too many copies of it. The employee made a mistake... Instead of sending the Barry White records box to NY, he sent the box containing the Cerrone records that was left in the store the same morning.

... That is how a few hundred copies of Love In C Minor landed in a record store in NY, where a DJ was working... The DJ opened the box, and attracted by the provocative cover (Cerrone posing with a very sensual naked woman), played the record, loved it, and spread it within the DJ community of the New York scene... But quickly, the box was empty, the record was a hit in the underground scene, but nobody knew who was this Cerrone, and where to find him... The only indication on the cover was "printed in England"... So someone named Frankie Crocker, a major radio DJ at the time, and also musician, proposed Casablanca Records to make a cover...

Cerrone didn’t know about that until months later, when someone from the French music industry told him "congratulations for your success in the States", showing him a copy of the US Billboard charts magazine. Then, he could read that: "Cerrone, Love In C Minor, by Frankie Crocker and the heart and soul orchestra" was in the ten best of the Billboard charts...Cerrone nearly had a heart attack, and flew to the States to get the paternity of his baby back...

Someone hooked him with Ahmad Ertegun, at Atlantic Records, whom signed him straight. The Casablanca cover was killed by the reissue of the real Cerrone version of Love In C Minor... A major success which brought him fame in the States and then in the world.

In Cerrone's site you can find that the book will be in English in an undetermined future.

[Salsoul1975]

The sub-title Jusqu'au bout du rêve means, literally, to the dream's end; figuratively, until the end of time, the twelth of never, et al. It was a line that was used in Dalida's classic "Laissez-Moi Danser".

[The Boogie Doctor]

interesting story about how he had his record broken in the states!