This 1988 compilation is still one of the best intros to this accordion driven music
VARIOUS ARTISTS
Brazil Forro: Music For Maids And Taxi Drivers
Rounder-US; Globestyle-UK
The word "forro" is Brazilian pronunciation of "for all," and that's what this music is about: folk music in the rock 'n' roll tradition, played by anyone with an instrument, just for the joy of it. This is the rockabilly of Brazil; raw, rhythmic Saturday night party stuff. Other comparisons might be zydeco or TaxMax, but mostly this is its own thing, influenced by the popular sambas and played on European instruments in a region with heavy African roots and an indigenous culture. Unlike the samba or the bossa nova, it's ragged but right; you feel it before you hear it. And don't expect social commentary or subtle poetry-like zydeco, forro is about love and sex, sweaty nights after hard days. The ensembles are similar as well; accordions, drums, triangle and bass back up the vocals, usually soloists in an uptempo mode made for dancing. Pick hits would have to be "Linda Menhina" and "De Pernambuco Ao Maranhao," both real rock 'n' roll types, and the
very rootsy "Entre E Sai," (Real Audio) played by Helenos Dos Oito Baixos with just a percussion accompaniment. If there's a place like Mulates in the northeast of Brazil, this is what's on stage, playing to the local truckers and ranchers, the taxi drivers and the maids. And I'll bet they love it!
Karnak
Karnak
Tinder Records ([email protected])
Brazil has always produced anomalous musical art forms, mixtures more
diverse and skewed than even its complex history would lead one to expect.
Caetano Veloso and Hermeto Pascoal are just two artists who come to mind,
artists who broke all the rules, created new molds and promptly broke them
in the creation of a new wave of Brazilian music that extended from the
60's into the 90's. Karnak is the newest incarnation of this tropical
deviancy, and they make a vengeful, weird, distorted pop music that will
both delight and repel you. The band is large (seems to be about a dozen,
if you count the dog), and its range is as big as its size, grabbing
melodies, rhythms and samples from a half dozen continents and mish-mashing
them together in sometimes droll, sometimes jarring combinations. It can be
a bit self-conscious at times, a bit to "art for art's sake" in its
execution, but the groove is irresistible, the music is exciting and at
times it is indescribably perfect. It's a convergence of Brazilian street
music, jazz, hip-hop and dub, a slice of rai, a dose of bagpipes, a shot of
Italian, Spanish or African song, a hit on the drum and a blast from the
horns and its off in yet another tangent.
Like a lot of the most adventurous Brazilian music, it is neither as bold
as it claims to be nor as simple as it seems on first listening. Like
French tribal bands Les Negresses Vertes and Lo Jo or a dozen Brazilian
experiments, Karnak is neither greater nor less than the sum of its parts.
In fact, it is its parts, it thrives on its confusion and diversity and
ultimately rises and falls on a tide of beautiful confusion. - CF
Oswaldinho Do Acordeon
Forro Novo
(Piranha Pir 1149)
Forro: Bals Populaires du Nord-Est du Bresil
(Kardum Kar 265)
Though the origins of the word 'forro' are a bit murky, the genre's purpose is clear: to have fun. Fast, lively dance music from northeastern Brazil, forro (pronounced foh-HO) is traditionally played by a trio consisting of an accordion, triangle and a bass drum called a zabumba.
These two discs take slightly different approaches to forro. Oswaldinho, whose father was an early proponent of the genre, adds just a soupcon of new elements so that his disc can swing like jazz and has room for a bit of electric guitar. The Kardum collection leaves the genre in context so you hear nordestinos whooping it up.
Oswaldinho's nimble fingers fly, race and weave around the melodies and improvisational runs of these instrumental tracks, while urged on by his frothy percussion accompanists. While his playing is sophisticated enough to dazzle, the message of these caffeinated rhythms is anything but daunting.
The Kardum disc, by contrast, grabs the listener and tosses them into the middle of a northeastern party. Fireworks whistle, revelers yell out encouragement to the band and everyone is clapping. The exuberance of this music, which is one of the few joys in a hardscrabble existence, bubbles out of the speakers.
--Marty Lipp
MILTON NASCIMENTO Nascimento
Warner Brothers
It's always an event when Brazilian superstar Milton Nascimento makes a record. It guarantees you a wide variety of music, brilliant moments, a few throwbacks to his past and few leaps into the abyss. This one is no exception. It roars out of the gate with "Praying Mantis," classic drum and vocal piece that will compete with any carnival song you've heard, but with the enigmatic lyrics that you come to expect from this master songwriter. "The Rider" follows with a ballad featuring a Spanish guitar and an accordion, but overlaid with all the lush keys, drum machines and such that every Nascimento recording requires. The official over-loaded ballad of this album, "Paper Napkins," (in two versions; Portuguese and Spanish) does away with the acoustics and goes for total pop. There's a bizarre, wordless and lovely version of "Old Man River" that will keep heads scratched around the world. Yes, it's the usual mix that makes adoring a Nascimento album both difficult and inevitable. His arrangements are bright and surprising, his instrumentation is always walking the line between hackneyed (Body and Soul) and boldly folky (Window To The World). Enigmatic as ever, Milton Nascimento continues his journey and you should walk another mile of it with him, just to see where the road leads. - CF
CAETANO VELOSO
Circuladô
Nonesuch - 1992
Veloso eclipses his own iconoclastic image with another tropicalismo-gone-mad recording. "Circulator" is more proof that he has no rules left to break, no set goals to stick to. In track after track, unusual touches of electronic and primitive sound fill the canvas, from cello and synth to harsh primal electric guitar, including one particularly wild cut ("Ela Ela") with Arto Lindsay, who also produced this album. Through it all, what splashes and strokes all this musical color is a voice that is both beautiful and abrasive. He wields his words like a palette knife, creating pastoral scenes and nightmarish dreams. Few singers in any genre have the rhythmic power of Veloso. He at once storyteller and percussionist, rattling out lyric in a rapid fire staccato here and a smooth swoosh of shaker there. "Fora De Ordem" epitomizes both his vocal skill and the production genius at work here. It's funk, samba, and modern experimental poetry, moving from groove to groove, breaking apart for a cello interlude, flashing back to funk again, his voice accenting each change. All of this to carry a lyric as dark and cryptic as anything in pop music today. "And the barrel of the pistol that the children bite reflects all the colors of the landscape that is much more beautiful and much more intense than the postcard... something has gone out of order out of new world order." The title track is another example of how his voice plays the percussion part against cello, accordion, bass and guitar. Romantic florals on solo guitar and voice ("Baiao Da Penha"), lush ballads ("Itapu") and edgy, strange duets like "Ela Ela" are part of an exotic body of work that maintains Caetano Veloso's position as one of the extreme leaders of tropicalismo in the modern world, a world as frightening, beautiful, fractured and romantic as the Circuladô de Fulô.
CAETANO VELOSO
Estrangeiro
Elektra - 1989
Caetano Veloso's music is rooted in the '60s, not the Woodstock variety, but in Brazil where there was also real social and political turmoil, Along with Gilberto Gil, Gal Costa and Maria Bethania, he forged a new Brazilian style out of the bossa nova and the samba by fusing it to Dada poetry, rock, psychedelia and jazz. The result was dubbed "tropicalismo" and reaction on the left was vicious, pointing to the bastardizing of Brazilian culture, while the right was equally afraid of their popularity and theirveiled political message. This led to incarceration and eventual exile for Gil and Veloso, but upon his return Veloso once again blasted into new terrain, this time taking on the music of his native Rahia and once again upsetting the traditionalists with new ideas and strange influences.
And so his career has careened to this record, "The Stranger." His lyrical sense has stayed as twisted as ever, and on a few cuts in English you get a taste of his poetry, especially "Outros Romanticos" with its recitation of the smoky Brazilian lyric, and the more romantic but equally hazy "Jasper." Estrangeiro roams from samba to rock to reggae and zouk, but typical of the music of Brazil, it has a smoothness that sometimes belies its power. What unites and ignites this recording is Veloso's singing, always fighting to break and then reunite the rhythm of the band, and ultimately always dominating the song. The poet you'll have to read in the translations, but the poetry comes through on every song, riding on the persuasive voice of Caetano Veloso. - CF (1989)
MARISA MONTE A Great Noise
Metro Blue - 1996
After 8 years and now four records, Marisa Monte has moved from aspiring pop star to an adventurer, a true artist whose palette is the world's music but whose canvas is still Brazil. She is following the path of Gil and Veloso, bringing as many colors as she can to the surface of her music while still have an underlying base of Brazilian roots, and A Great Noise is her most successful effort yet, less self conscious that her last, all acoustic album, more confident and creative than her first two pop albums.
The first seven tracks are new studio pieces, moving from the smooth bossa of Carlinhos Brown's "Magamalabares" to the punchy sixties rock of Gilberto Gil's "Cerebro Electronico." These tracks use her brilliant touring band along with Bernie Worrell, Melvin Gibbs, and musician/producer Arto Lindsay.
But there are two albums here, the second an eleven track live set that burns up the aluminum. Here we get her road band in full fire on songs from her previous albums as well as some of Brazil's greatest hits. She pays tribute to Caetano Veloso, Gil, Paulinho da Viola and Luis Gonzaga, whose "O Xote Das Meninas" brings it all back home with a raw and rootsy forro closer. It is A Great Noise Monte and her band make, and this live material makes it greater. - CF
TONY MOLA Bragadá
Blue Jackel - 1996
Following in the footsteps of Afro-bloco groups like Olodum and
Timbalada (of which Mola was a member), Bragad makes the drums
of Brazil blaze with new energy and ideas. Expanding the style to
include a hefty dose of accordion/forro sounds, Mola adds jazz,
hip-hop and pop from Brazil and New York and makes an already
energetic percussion groove burn even hotter than before. Sweet,
sexy and witty, this album is a for any fan of rhythm music, no
matter the geography.
QUINTETO DA PARAIBA
Musica Armorial
Nimbus - 1996
In the 60's and early 70's a major artists movement was taking place in Brazil . The Armorial movement was
an event that crossed into many fields of art. It was an appreciation for the folk aesthetic that expended to painting,
theater and music. In music, it not only incorporated folk melodies (as much classical music does) but tried to acquire
the attitude as well, a rootsy approach to composition and a raw approach to performance that culminated in the
music of The Armorial Orchestra, whose music provides the fundamental base for this recording and includes
compositions by some of its most prominent members. To an audience raised on Kronos the music may seem tame,
but for the time this was radical stuff. These works are a testament to the influence of the movement, which clearly
affected the coming generation of folk-pop composers like Tom Zé, Milton Nascimento and the
tropicalismos of the 70s and 80s who incorporated everything they heard from around the world into a
uniquely Brazilian sound, one with a fire in the belly and a sense of dark graceful beauty that was at the heart of the
Armorial movement. This is an exquisite recording of remarkable music, played with that same grace and fire.
One of the beauties of releasing a compilation is that you can take a great career and make it seem stupendous. When
you add it all up, Brazilian singer CLARA NUNES had a great time before her death in 1982. From the
most raw street samba to the slickest of pop tunes, Nunes sang them all with an incomparable energy, and created a
catalog of music that is historical in both scope and importance.
But ComVida (Hemisphere/EMI) is not a compilation, it's a tribute, and it strikes out for dangerous turf.
These tracks were culled from her extensive catalog of recordings by long-time producer Paulo César Pinheiro. In the
Cole-meets-Cole manner so terribly abused in this decade, he then invited some of her closest friends and musical
compatriots to recreate duets with her. You get to hear her sing with Gilberto Gil, Milton Nacimento, João Bosco,
Chico Buarque, Martinho da Vila and a host of other stars of the Brazilian scene, artists she knew and loved, and who
loved her work. Just take one track, her duet with Nana Caymmi "Na Linha Do Mar." Backed by the caviguinho
driven band of Paulinho Da Viola, she is the essence of earthiness, sweet and musky. The addition of Caymmi to the
mix is interesting, it takes nothing from her brilliance, but does it ADD anything? Here's the catch, and it is one that
nags me even as I glide along to each song. Because she is such a great singer, and because the original recordings
seem to be left reasonably untouched, this is a good record of a great time in Brazilian music. But... why not just a
collection of Clara Nunes? That would have kept her memory alive in a way that this collection can only hint at.
ARTO LINDSAY O Corpo Sutil/The Subtle Body
(Bar/None Records)
Arto Lindsay has long lived a double life: downtown dissonant rocker as
well as purveyor of sweet Brazilian sounds. On this, Linday veers
toward the latter, producing a 34-minute, all-ballad collection. Not even
picking up his signature skronk guitar this time, Lindsay ranges from
classic Bossa Nova to quasi-lullabyes to soft jazzy tunes. He imbues
each delicate song, however, with a touch of his quirky humor, whether
it's a light synthesized flourish, an offbeat lyric, or a twist of the melody. - Marty Lipp
CARLINHOS BROWN
Alfagamabetizado
(Metro Blue/Capitol)
This master of the Brazilian beat has taken many artists to the outside edge with his creative approach to rhythmic structure, but here we get the full vision of the man who re-named himself after the godfather of soul. This album pulls together modern dance grooves and merges them with the rhythms of the world, from Africa to Arabia to East L.A. In the classic Brazilian style of the Tropicalia of the 70's, he takes the cliches of Caribbean and North American pop music and hauls them across the river to the streets of Brazil. He's aided by a flood of talent on this album, producer Wally Badarou of Benin, NY-Brazil connector Arto Lindsay, and a host of vocalists including Caetano Veloso, Marisa Monte, Gilberto Gil and Gal Costa. The seamless mesh of talents and styles into this album is quite extraordinary. Hip-hop creeps in under the candomblé, driven by Afro-pop guitar riffs and acid guitar fills. In music the whole is not always the sum of its parts; it is the echo of them, the residue left when you filter out the individual ideas and are presented with the greater reality, the long note, the groove that sits apart from the music. Carlinhos Brown has heard that note, played that groove, and is finding ways to get it on tape. - CF
MARLUI MIRANDA
Ihu (1996)
Pan Brasil/Blue Jackel
Brazilian jazz singer Marlui Miranda tackles a difficult task on Iho. She has studied and learned the vocal music of a number of indigenous groups in Brazil, taken the words and music and interpreted them as a contemporary jazz singer. There was clearly a lot of respect for the original material, but there seems to be no attempt to be "authentic," an impossible task anyway. Instead she has gathered together an excellent group of collaborators and carefully re-written the music to hold onto the essence while still offering personal expression. It's an impressive ensemble: percussion-experimenters Uakti, world-class singer Gilberto Gil, the potent vocals of Grupo Beijo and top notch jazz musicians adding keyboards, piano, bass and percussion. And the outcome is equally impressive, offering a wide array of sounds new and old, a strong sense of place without ever falling into bad ethnographic imitation. This is possibly one of the year's best vocal albums.
Marlui Miranda
2 Ihu Kewere: Rezar (1998)
Pau Brasil / Blue Jackel ([email protected])
This Brazilian singer and composer more than interested me in her previous
recording, Ihu: Todos Os Sons. That record had a bite, an edge of jazz that
at the same time delved deep into the language and music of the native
people of the Amazon basin. While it was not for everyone, that recording
had some daring, some impulse.
Unfortunately, not so this latest effort. Here she has tried to fuse a
Christian liturgical text and orchestra with the same Amazonian roots and
it's pretty dismal. Ostentatious might be the word, although I personally
am leaning towards bombastic. The huge drum sounds, the over-wrought
symphonic passages all cry out for some serious editing. In much the same
way that I feel the infamous "African Mass" experiments fail because of
their imperial pretenses, so too does "2 Ihu." - CF
MARIA BETHÂNIA
Ambar
Metro Blue/ Capitol
It would be enough just to have the voice of Maria Bethânia. It is an instrument that has the lushness of rain, the strength of steel, and yet can falter like youth or whisper like love. It would be enough to have songs written by Carlihos Brown and caetano Veloso and sounds like Jaime Alèm's guitar, Pauliho da Costa's percussion, and guest artists like Chico Buarque and Zap Mama's Marie Douine. All together, they would be more than enough.
Ambar, however, is much more, as are all of Bethânia's recordings. There are surprising new songs, subtle arrangements, unexpected twists and turns hidden just below the surface of the music. She is the consummate Brazilian artist because she can take so much from outside of her nation and make it personal and Brazilian. Jazz and classical themes are the undercurrent, sometimes so sweet on first hearing them that you might dismiss them as candy. They are not. They are rich confections, to be sure, but complex, full of spices that never conflict yet remain distinct. But they exist for one purpose, that first purpose, the voice of Maria Bethânia.
In an age of drum-driven rhythms and beats, of fusions harsh and forceful, here is music that is proud of its personal passion, its richness, its sweetness, its voice. Listen closely, because below that subtlety is a power unchallenged by fashion, untouched by time and technology. - CF
Arto Lindsay
Mundo Civilizado
(Bar/None AHAON-082)
Hyper Civilizado
(Gramavision GCD 79519)
On his latest, Arto Lindsay proves he is one of the true heirs to the bossa nova legacy.
When bossa was first on the ascendent in the late 1950s, Tom Jobim and Newton Mendoca wrote Desafinado (Out of tune), which playfully answered critics who said boss nova was just music for singers who couldn't sing on key. The critics then didn't recognize what Jobim and his co-conspirators were doing -- breaking rules to make music that was more challenging, engrossing, and ultimately more long-lasting.
Still to this day, bossa has its critics -- many of whom dismiss it as easy-listening music -- but they forget the genre's revolutionary pedigree and often ignore its subtle intricacies.
On Mundo Civilizado, Lindsay preserves the laid-back swing of bossa, but adds some dissonant Downtown salt to offset the genre's languid sweetness. In addition, his lyrics -- clever, if obscure -- give these bluesy bossa tunes a hipness for those who might not ordinarily go for the heart-on-sleeve romanticism of some Brazilian popular music.
The electronic sound of Mundo Civilizado may be reminiscent of Brian Eno's atmospheric inventions, but Lindsay has limited himself to his neo-bossa palette. Lindsay obviously knows how to play with his polyrhythms and to set up matrices of unexpected elements, though, personally I'd love to see more upbeat tunes like his thoroughly charming Pleasure. Lindsay, though, obviously wanted to produce a cooler sound -- and did so with considerable creatively and panache.
On Hyper Civilizado, Lindsay plays Dr. Frankenstein to his own songs, making electronic monsters that are neither dance-floor ready nor or more interesting than the originals. Using his delicate songs as jumping off points, Lindsay adds heavy electronic thwacks and stutters -- creating cuts that sound like they want to head for the nearest club but are too cool to please the beat-hungry masses. - Marty Lipp
BAHIA BLACK
Ritual Beating System
(Axiom/Island)
This record is a MONSTER. I don't think I've ever said that about a recording before, but it is the first word that came into my mind as I listened. After too many trite, boring or just adequate attempts to start the next Brazilian wave, who else but Bill Laswell and company comes on the scene with a blueprint for fusion. Brazilian music has always had an experimental edge, from Veloso to Nascimento, Byrne to Simon. What this most harkens to is the weird edginess of Tom Zé or Hermeto Pascoal. Bop, blues, jazz and funk have all been boiled down in a Bahian vat of smooth vocals and brutal drumbeats. The cast alone is recommendation, and I can't leave out one: the smooth voice of Carlinhos Brown, the pulse of Olodum, the metallic beats supplied by Larry Wright and David Chapman, the kit drums by Tony Walls. Melody and chords come from the ever so funkadelic keys of Bernie Worrell and Herbie Hancock, and an outside tune is blown by Henry Threadgill and Wayne Shorter. This is a drummers paradise, and they are not relegated to mere coloration. They are the whole point, in fact, and even the other instruments begin to take on the percussion aspects throughout. Great credit goes to producer Laswell for finally finding a dynamic slot for the throbbing rhythms of Bahian drum ensemble Olodum, a group that was poorly utilized on Paul Simon's excursion south. What to play? The street samba of "Guia Pro Congal," the incredible power of the Shorter/Hancock/Olodum compositions "The Seven Powers" and "Gwagwa O De." Oh, hell, play every damn cut on the album. For a change I haven't a nit to pick or a complaint to make. - CF
IVO PERLEMAN
Children of Ibeji
Enja
Great bio: born in Sao Paulo in 1961 to a Polish father and a Brazilian mother with a Russian heritage and a musical career, he ventured into classical guitar and piano, then Dixieland jazz as a clarinetist, and finally into the post-bebop jazz world, where he finally found his niche as a sax player. He carried his axe to Europe and the Americas before finally landing in New York. He has now put together this album, a powerful, Coltrane/Rollins fueled exploration of the religious fusions of Yoruban and Christian ideologies. On Children Of Ibeji he has created one of the most unusual, disturbing and ultimately amazing modern interpretations of Brazilian folk yet to be made. The power of this experiment required some pretty heady backing, and he found some of the best. Flora Purim proffers her voice as a tool. Frank Colon, Andrew Cyrille, Manolo Badrena, Mor Thiam and Guilherme Franco find the thunder for the drums of New York and Bahia. Don Pullen and Paul Bley contribute piano, Fred Hopkins sends bass and Brandon Ross, guitar. All but three of the pieces are traditional Brazilian folk songs, although the final results leave any notion of "folk" in the dust. Bebop, swing, and just plain wailing noise carry these songs into the future, sometimes melodic, sometimes downright scary, a fitting tribute to a region so full of the conflicts of beauty and misery. To single out one of these pieces would be irrelevant, but one of the other songs deserves special mention just for its screwy heritage. Over the drone of an electric berimbau and some simple, earthy drums, Perleman wails wildly and vaguely the melody of Suzanne Vega's "Tom's Diner," a song oft covered but never quite like this. From beginning to end, Children Of Ibeji pays tribute to the lives of the poorest of the poor of Brazil, her abandoned children, in music with dark corners and hopeful vistas.
TOM ZE
The Hips Of Tradition: The Return of Tom Ze
Luaka Bop/Sire
Hips. Good word for this music. It calls for dancing. It calls for thought. It portends newness, but in a cool, contrived sort of way. The Hips of Tradition sometimes sway, sometimes jerk, but in all of Tom Ze's work, there is some sort of movement, unexpected, clearly defined motion. Thank god, there is also humor, an element I find increasingly necessary in countering a daily dose of American (and no doubt worldly) life. Ze credits a wild pantheon of influences; poets, scientists and science fictionists like Augusto de Campos, William Faulkner, Arthur C. Clarke and Thomas Edison. He welds those varied sources onto a music that pays passing tribute to everything from European deconstruction through rap and rock to the smoothest samba Rio has to offer. He does it with a remarkable lack of pretension for one whose poetic vision is so complex, intellectual and informed, and he makes it happen with a benign countenance, a grin and a wince.
The Hips Of Tradition carry a wild child in their curves; the industrial swell of "Fliperama," the futuristic samba of "Ogodo, Ano 2000," the swaying sweetness of "Sem A Letre 'A'," the post-punk pretensions of "Sofre De Juventude," the goofy affront of his duet with David Byrne in "Jingle Do Disco." The Hips of Tradition are broad enough to carry all of these children, aware of their roots and yet unconcerned by the limitations of history. Tom Ze knows where he comes from, but he doesn't let it keep him from going where he needs to go. He is riding The Hips Of Tradition into the future of pop music.
Verve/Brasil Series
Too often, the major label temptation is to cull the old racks for something they own that has lately become hip, and plow it into the new furrow with little regard for the seed or the fruit. Occasionally, however, they manage to create a collection that reflects the real diversity of the music, the roots intact, the innovation shining. Four new CDs illustrate the latter. Samba Brasil, Nordeste Brasil, Afro Brasil and Bossa Nova Brasil (all on Verve) each have their schmaltzy moments, but this set was really compiled for a different kind of new listener, one who is hip to the roots of the music, one who seeks to know the real Brazil through its music, not just the Brazil of a "Road To.." movie. Each offers familiar classics like Gal Costa's "Aquarelas Do Brasil," Margareth Menezes "Ejigbo" and near archetypical songs like Luis Bonfa's "Manha De Carnaval" from the film, Black Orpheus or Costa's "Desafinado." But there is also a wealth of less familiar, less readily avilable beauty in the set. Caetano Veloso's wonderful "Two Naira Fifty Kobo" (Afro Brasil) is a smokey haze of rhythm and harmony. Jorghino Feijao's "Aqua No Feijo" (Samba Brasil) is exemplary of the caviquinho and percussion of samba. Each CD in the set offers introductions and reacquaintance, and a look at the variety of Brazil's culture and music. Joao Bosco's description of the samba could apply to the entire body of Brazilian music. "The rhythms are set designs, but each melody makes a samba more or less personalized. There exists a bed of samba. You lie in it with whomever you like."
EGBERTO GISMONTI
ZigZag
ECM
In his 25-plus years of recording, guitarist-composer Egberto Gismonti has moved with ensembles big and small, and in solo outings both grandiose and simple. ZigZag finds him neatly in the middle, playing his guitars and piano with second guitarist Nando Carneiro (who also supplies a little keyboard here and there) and bassist Zeca Assumpçào. While for Gismonti the composer this offers some limitations, on ZigZag you get to hear Gismonti the guitarist play some breath-taking and beautiful music. His technique hinges on no one style; he is neither jazz nor any of the more traditional Brazilian categories, yet he fits any one of those definitions as he flies across his 10 and 14 string instruments. His references to samba, choro, flamenco, fusion jazz and even rock are obvious in isolation, yet when you pull them into an entire piece like "Mestico & Caboclo" they become blurred into something completely his own. The cross-rhythms between the guitars and bass, the subtle melodic conflicts and compromises allow Gismonti to resist being cornered by either his Brazilian heritage or his connection to the world's jazz. He makes music on his own terms, and they are clearly laid out on ZigZag.
EGBERTO GISMONTI
Danca Dos Escravos
ECM
This is how the playing of Gismonti ought to be heard-alone, just he and his wondrous guitars. Danca Dos Escravos, The Dance Of The Slaves, is a musical poem about the colonization of Brazil, a tribute to the life and will of a population enslaved by Europeans come to plunder the rich South American continent. Each of the seven instrumentals is passionate and beautiful, and exhibits Gismonti's powerful and dexterous abilities on a variety of different guitars. These pieces have a classical feel and structure, but each emanates from the jungles and towns of Brazil, and each will carry you away. The liner notes are a collection of brutal histories from the overlord's viewpoint, depicting the stupidity and brutality of the masters. The paintings on the cover and sleeve (by artist Trimano) are strong, sensuous portraits, as are the musical portraits on the album. And both are a lesson for the present. - CF
The music of the Xingú River basin has been well recorded over the years, notably by Ocora/Radio France. But on Smithsonian Folkways seventh volume of Traditional Music Of The World, you will hear the music in a new way, superbly recorded and copiously documented. Ritual Music Of The Kayapó-Xikrun was recorded in 1988 by The International Institute For Traditional Music, a German based organization dedicated to preserving the world's disappearing folk culture. This is deep , ritualistic music derived from nature and imbued with human spirit, much in the same vein as the famous gnawa musicians of north Africa, and will affect you the same way.
Brasil: A Century Of Song
Blue Jackal
Covering Brazil in four CDs is a tall order. These folks do a remarkable job, though,
hitting on everything from the early hits of Carmen Miranda to the smooth
pop of Nascimento and Monte. One entire CD is dedicated to carnaval
music, another to "folk and traditional" (although how
they chose Carmen Miranda to open that one is a mystery to me).
Perhaps most enticing is the "Bossa Nova Era." The roaring
opener defines what bossa nova was about, with a raw and edgy
horn section punctuating a sweet, smooth 1958 ballad by João
Gilberto. Bossa was one of the first jazz idioms to really capture
a local cultures traditions, and also one of the biggest influences
ever to twist American jazz. It was no small accomplishment, and
this set of 16 songs shows why.
MARIA BETHÂNIA
Canto Do Pajé
Verve
If there is a voice in the world that epitomizes the definition of "sultry' it is that of Maria Bethânia. Her's is a thick, humid breeze from Brazil, every syllable filled with promise, every note a ripe musical fruit. She is one of the country's most popular and revered singers, and here she celebrates twenty five years of making the great songwriters of Brazil greater. The writers on this set represent the best: Gil, Veloso, Villa Lobos, Buarque are only the more familiar contributors. Musicians and singers of note are also to be found: Nina Simone, Gal Costa, Hermeto Pascoal, Toninho Horta just start the list. Bethânia presents these artists in a sometimes lush, often stunning light, moving from easy, string-soaked jazz ("Quase") to street samba to the wonderful weirdness of Paschoal's arrangement of "Tomara." Her blues-samba duet with Nina Simone is another highlight, the voices offering a stark and wonderful contrast. There is nothing here to shock, amaze or bombard you. Maria Bethânia is from the school of slow waters and hot summer nights. Consummate sensuality prevails on "Canto Do Pajé" (The Song of The Shaman).
UAKTI
Mapa
Point Music
On the subject of music that is impossible to describe, let alone pigeonhole, a listen to Uakti (variously said to be pronounced Wah-ke-chi, You-kee-chi, Waht-chi) is recommended. Combining the simplicity of the primitive with the materials of modern industry, the create a sort of new age industrial sound, mechanical, repetitive, but still organic in tone and natural in its rhythms. Their instruments are the stuff of hardware store lovers everywhere: PVC pipe, scraps of wood, wine glasses and the like are combined with strings, flutes and drums in a Calder-esque orchestra where the sounds are as elemental as the chords and melody. It's like being trapped inside a music box built out behind The Home Depot store at the mall. The complicated African beats are shuffled between long strokes on the bow, and endless decays lead to new rhythms, new notes. It is no surprise this band attracted the attention of a cyclical mind like Philip Glass, who was the executive producer of this album. Their kinship with him is obvious, and their influence on him over the years is revealing. - CF
VARIOUS ARTISTS
Samba!
(Hemisphere/Metro Blue 7243-8-53343-2-0)
Neither a greatest hits package nor a history of the genre, Samba! Still gives the listener an enjoyable tour of Brazil's heartbeat rhythm.
Samba! is culled from EMI Odeon's catalog and provides a smorgasbord of samba and its subgenres, so it has bossa nova as well as jazzy chorinhos and more drum-and-voice, African-influenced tunes.
If one faults this enjoyable collection at all, it is for featuring cuts by artists, such as Djavan, Elis Regina and Ivan Lins, who are not really sambistas, but only occasionally sampled the style. It also steers clear of a few samba subdivisions such as Carnival's samba de enredo and samba-reggae.
The overall feeling one gets here is that of visiting a samba-phile friend and asking them, 'what is this samba anyway?' and having them sit you down while they yank out album after album. The collection doesn't move in chronological -- or any other apparent -- order, but still its rewards are numerous: Gonzaguinha's Vocal Sampling-like a cappella tune, Simone's swinging 'To Voltando,' and Doris Monteiro's slinky 'Da Noite, Na Cama.'
The definitive samba collection remains an elusive, if not unachievable, goal. Certainly it's impossible to squeeze samba's 80-year history onto a single disc, but this is supposed to be the first of a series. Producer Gerald Seligman acknowledges there are more well-known songs not on the disc, but he says the collection simply aims to please -- and that it does.
--Marty Lipp
HERMETO PASCOAL
Brazil, Universo
Happy Hour Music, 5206 Benito St., Montclair, CA 91763)
JAZZ! OK, have I got your attention? If you don't listen too closely, the label fits here, but sit for a minute and really dig in, and there are so many layers to this record that peeling it will make you cry. Pascoal is a master of many instruments, notably the accordion, sax and piano, but the real beauty of his music is the way he uses sound to create changing moods and patterns that are at once sophisticated and primal-while firmly rooted in the tropical style of Brazil, this music reaches around the world for its ideas. The quintet that he works with, a team for over ten years, is exciting and raw, and seems to know instinctively where the next twist is coming from. Listen to "Era Pra Ser E Nao Pra" with its constantly turning tempo, time signatures dropping like flies before the band's barrage of horns. The simple beauty of "Crincas" is made with bottles, along with voices both manufactured and recorded in a nursery school. The accordion pieces have a more Caribbean flavor, spirited and danceable but still full of the sonic craziness that is the hallmark of this music. Finish off with "Calma de Repente," a soulful song pitted against a solo ten-string guitar that Pascoal plucks and tortures to tell what must be a very sad tale. Come visit Pascoal's Universo. It's an interesting place.
UAKTI
Mapa
Point Music/Phillips
Uakti (variously said to be pronounced Wah-ke-chi, You-kee-chi, Waht-chi) is highly recommended if you like "new" music. Combining the simplicity of the primitive with the materials of modern industry, the create a sort of new age industrial sound, mechanical, repetitive, but still organic in tone and natural in its rhythms. Their instruments are the stuff of hardware store lovers everywhere: PVC pipe, scraps of wood, wine glasses and the like are combined with strings, flutes and drums in a Calder-esque orchestra where the sounds are as elemental as the chords and melody. It's like being trapped inside a music box built out behind The Home Depot store at the mall. The complicated African beats are shuffled between long strokes on the bow, and endless decays lead to new rhythms, new notes. It is no surprise this band attracted the attention of a cyclical mind like Philip Glass, who was the executive producer of this album. Their kinship with him is obvious, and their influence on him over the years is revealing. - CF
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