Boys from Clube da Esquina cover found 40 years later

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Tonho and Cacau

2012 marks the 40th anniversary of the album Clube da Esquina by Milton Nascimento, Lô Borges, and the rest of the Corner Club.  A hugely important album in Brazilian music, Clube also has personal importance for me: it inspired me to learn portuguese so that I could understand Brazilian song lyrics myself, without a translator.

The iconic cover photo of two little boys, one white and one black,  is often mistakenly thought to be of Milton and Lô as children.  Metaphorically, maybe.  But the picture was taken  from the window of a Volkswagen Beetle in rural northern Rio de Janeiro state by Cafi, one of the group.  It was in the vicinity of a fazenda owned by the parents of  lyricist Ronaldo Bastos; Bastos and Cafi were driving around shooting photos of clouds when they noticed the two boys sitting on a sort of dirt hill by the road. Cafi saw the potential for a good shot and snapped their picture.  In an article published by Estado de Minas, Cafi recalls:  “It was like a lightning bolt. It’s a strong image…the face of Brazil.  At that time quite a few artists were exiled from Brazil, and the photo had this feeling of brotherhood as well.  Milton loved the picture and he ended up choosing it for the cover.”

According to Cafi, the group tried to find the boys several times, unsuccessfully.  But interest in the album’s 40th anniverary rekindled interest in finding the boys – who now of course, are men – and the search was renewed, led by EM Cultura reporter Ana Clara Brant, this time successfully.  Neither man lived very far from the area where the picture was taken.

I probably have seen the cover of Clube da Esquina, on average, at least twice a week for the last 12 years.  How strange that Antonio Rimes, known as Tonho, on the left, saw it for the first time when journalists from Estado de Minas showed it to him this year.  Seven years old at the time of the photograph, he remembers the day: “two guys  pulled up in a VW Beetle, someone called out to me, and I smiled…I remember they took a picture, but I didn’t know it was on an album cover.  My mother is going to be so happy.  We don’t have any photos of me as a little boy.”  He hadn’t heard of Milton Nascimento and confused him with Gilberto Gil, asking if Milton was the one who had been the Minister (of  Culture.)

Cacau, Antônio Carlos Rosa de Oliveira, (right) was 8 at when the photograph was taken. He didn’t remember the day, but years later, he discovered  Clube da Esquina in a record store and suddenly realized  he was looking at a photo of himself.  “I was sure it was me, and I bought a copy of the CD, because the LP wasn’t available anymore.  I wanted it for a keepsake.”    Unlike his friend Tonho, though, Cacau is  a fan of MPB and Milton Nascimento.  “But what,” he says, “are people going to do when they find out that the guy on the cover isn’t Milton?  Are they going to think badly of me?”

The boys were born on the  large rural farm in the state of Rio de Janeiro where their parents worked as laborers.  They remained friends from childhood until the families moved apart when the the boys were about 20.  Today Tonho works at a grocery store, while Cacau is a gardener and painter.  Finding them wasn’t easy. In the end,  the search involved some 53 people, leading Márcio Borges, (Lô’s brother/ Milton’s friend/ lyricist /historian of the group in his book “Os Sonhos Não Envelhecem”/ curator of the Museum of The Clube da Esquina in Belo Horizante, Minas Gerais) to playfully praise Brant as “the greatest detective in world history. Poor Sherlock!”

Writing about Márcio Borges makes me realize that I should write more about the Clube da Esquina.  But until then, you might check out “The Brazilian Sound” by Chris McGowan and Ricardo Pessanha. When I’d been cutting my teeth on Jobim for a few months, my husband gave me the book as a gift, thinking I’d like to learn about other Brazilian music.  I remember reading about the Clube and thinking, hmm, Beatles influenced…might be interesting.  Little did I know that a new all-consuming interest and constant source of happiness was just around the corner.

Here’s a link to the original article about Tonho and Cacau from Estado de Minas.

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Like Buddha, but with a guitar.

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…one day, he received a guitar as a gift, and with two or three friends, he sat under an old tamarind tree in his town’s central plaza, and began to play.
Like Buddha!  – I exclaimed.
Like Buddha, but with a guitar – Toshimitsu corrected.

I usually read every night before bed.  But not tonight…how would I be able to keep myself from staying up all night and reading straight through Ho-ba-la-lá:  À Procura de (in search of) João Gilberto by Marc Fischer?   (Companhia das Letras,2011)    Maybe after I read it I’ll write a proper review , but now I just want to tell you that the book exists, and a little about it.

A friend in Tokyo introduced the German Fischer  to Gilberto’s music beyond “Girl from Ipanema” over beers and a turntable.  The first song played was “Ho-ba-la-lá,” one of Gilberto’s own early compostions, and it caused something akin to a conversion experience in the author:

What we had heard was the essence of something.  The ultimate conclusion. Like the stories of Hemingway, after he cut out all adjectives; like Mies Van der Rohe’s achitecture, eliminating the superficial; like Glenn Gould’s piano, when he decided to  hum when he played.

–Sometimes I think he’s not brazilian, at all, but japanese – Toshimitsu said. –Because of his aesthetic:  so minimal, succinct, exact and endlessly repeating. Beyond this, he sings in a different rhythm than he plays. Still, everything fits, as if were born from  a completely new instrument.

The author fell in love, or in his words, ” caught the virus.” Logically, Fischer then decided to go to Rio and try to find João Gilberto, meet him, and convince him to play a song on an old guitar.  (Someone with a similar idea visited my blog a few days ago, through the search engine terms: joao gilberto how to meet.)

Fischer enlisted some interesting people – famous and not -  to help him in his quixotic search.  I’m looking  forward to reading about his conversations with Roberto Menescal, João Donato, Miucha, and Marcos Valle.  If I’m not mistaken he also talks with Joyce Moreno.

Fischer, a pop journalist and novelist, had an entertaining writing style, intimate, irreverent, amusing and airy.  (He died just before Ho-ba-lo-lá was published in April of 2011.)  I found some samples of his writing in English: Sergio Tellaroli, who translated it from German to Portuguese,  manages to capture his flippant style and so far the book has been a fun read.

Despite the laughs, though, Marc Fischer, like me,  had a serious crush on João Gilberto and his music.   He described his search for the musician as a search for the heart of bossa nova, and therefore the heart of beauty.  Like Buddha, but with a guitar.

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Introducing: the Brasillinoisan Sound

Have you ever been haunted by a melody?  A few weeks ago, a song took up residence in my consciousness and refused to name itself, save for one word of the lyric…adeus (goodbye.)  Strangely, it came with a harmonic accompaniment.

After a couple of weeks of searching, the answer came when I was busy with something mundane.  I was washing my hair and the phrase”pra dizer adeus” popped into my head, followed almost instantaneously by the realization that I’d hit upon the song title.  A quick trip to Spotify, and sweet satisfaction was mine.

A partial mystery remains:  Looking through my available cds and mp3s and playlists, Pra Dizer Adeus wasn’t easy to find.  I’d say a generous estimate was that I’d heard the song four or five times ever and not recently.  So why (and how) did it suddenly surge from my subconscious, demanding attention?  Perhaps the answer has something to do with the composer, Edu Lobo – another of his songs, Reza, popped into my head in 2009 while listening to a jazz quartet play Recado Bossa Nova.  I asked people if they remembered it, thinking it had been a hit,  but they did not, and I guess it wasn’t, except with me, obviously.  I’ve since concluded that we must have had Brasil 65 Live at El Matador at home.  I would have been a fifth grader about then.

Pra Dizer Adeus is a beautiful song to play in its stately melancholy,  and the words, by Torquato Neto, almost fall out of your mouth by themselves. It arrived like a gift left at the doorstep of my conscious mind, and a gift needs acknowledgement.  So I’ll honor it by making it the first recording of  me singing and playing the I’ve published here. From a practice session early in January, Pra Dizer Adeus by Edu Lobo and Torquato Neto.

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Celebrating Nara Leão – a new official website

Launched several days ago, the Nara Leão official site comes just in time for what would have been her seventieth birthday on January 19th.  But the gift is to us – and a very thoughtful and lovely gift it is.

Created by her daughter Isabel Diegues, the beautifully designed site  is a fitting tribute to the elegant Nara, offering an interactive timeline of her life with many photographs of Nara and her contemporaries; a complete discography containing full versions of each album track to hear as well as lyrics and album liner notes; videos; a bibliography; and images of original documents such as a report card, show programs and letters. The site is in portuguese but I think it would be easy to navigate and there is plenty of content you can enjoy even if you only read english. (That said, if you really love brazilian music, you should learn portuguese. I’m not kidding!)

Nara was known as “the muse of bossa nova.”  When she was 12 years old, she began studying guitar with future bossa big boys Roberto Menescal and Carlos Lyra.  Soon, her family’s home in Rio was among those hosting the informal jam sessions that were the beginnings of bossa nova. Nara began her own musical career at the side of Carlos Lyra and Vinicius de Moraes. Her first album, Nara, was released by Elenco in 1964.  During the dictatorship, Nara was a voice of protest and social consciousness. She died in 1989 of an inoperable brain tumor.

I first heard Nara’s sweet voice on the album Tropicalia singing “Lindonéia.” But the subject of  the song is anything but sweet.  Lindonéia is a woman described as desaparecida (disappeared): a dangerous word to say out loud in 1968 Brazil , let alone on a record.  Don’t let Nara’s delicate vocals mislead you: she was as courageous as a lioness.

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Carlos Careqa: Tudo que Respira Quer Comer

Ah, my fate is to always be running a little behind:
a) I’m writing that clichéd post about my favorite album of 2011 a week into 2012 , and
b) that album, Tudo Que Respira Quer Comer, by Carlos Careqa, was released in April of 2009.

But what do I care?  Being less than au courant is dwarfed by the happiness of finding this mercurial songwriter, whose work has humor, mysticism, silliness, profundity, satire, tenderness, irreverence, enigma, energy, grit, funkiness, and several other of my favorite things.

In terms of musical style, too, Tudo is wide-ranging, and every track is true . The arrangements are fun and surprising, rewarding multiple listenings.

So why haven’t we heard more about Carlos Careqa?  His song “Acho” did get some attention when it Luaka Bop included it on Beleza Tropical 2: Novo! Mais! Melhor! But Careqa is more than a one-hit wonder. Tudo que Respira Quer Comer was recorded and released to celebrate the 25th anniversary of the artist’s career in music.

When I first came upon this album, not recognizing the name Carlos Careqa (despite having been smitten with Acho)  the cover image drew me in.  Its quiet and gently humorous, yet theatric, shamanistic quality of the cover image reminded me of  Joseph Beuys.  And in fact, I was to find parallels.  But since this isn’t a dissertation, let’s get back to the music.

The title track translates to “Everything that breathes wants to eat”  – although this could imply that  everything that breathes needs – or deserves – to eat.  The song opens with a static-y noise that transforms into what sounds like a bowed instrument making the same pitched sound, now beautiful; then settles into a dreamy rocking rhythm, as pleasant as riding a horse with a leisurely, smooth gait. The falling melody of the verses are interwoven with clearly articulated instruments – like accordion, scraper, shakers, a slightly distorted electric guitar, maybe a cuica – that fade in and out: a basket of sound as opposed to a wall.

Here at this infinite end of the world/ the desire to live beautifully/ this 10% of satisfaction/ This eternal dawning/ Will everything you hear be music ?/ Everything is nothing, just doubt (or maybe should be “just the question”)/ First sound, then love/ When the apple loses its flavor  knowledge/ Everything that breathes wants to eat/ This road is almost nothing/this road has no end/there are no stairs in this damned place/ either to climb or to fall down/It’s dangerous, dangerous/and it’s as beautiful as you are / A lot of opinions turned into verbiage/take a deep breath, that’s right/everything that breathes wants to eat/everything you say will become a language (or a tongue)/Too much lime for very little cachaça/Being in the dark, and shining a light/everything that breathes wants to eat.

Looks like I need to finish this later. Meanwhile, enjoy this video,  a live performance of Que que cê qué – What do you want?(with me) a very funny song from Tudo que Respira Quer Comer.  

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Sem Compromisso – Chico Buarque and Tom Jobim

Turkey day has come and gone, so how about some ham today in the form of Chico Buarque, the life of Tom Jobim’s party? 

Chico’s mugging really brings out the difference between the A and B sections of Sem Compromisso:  In the A part, the narrator is demanding that a girl he brought to a dance – not his steady girlfriend, though – quit dancing only with some other guy.  In the B section he turns pitiful and also plays the girl who, asked for the next dance, coyly says no,  she already has a partner.

“Sem Compromisso”  was composed by Geraldo Pereira wh0 wrote Falsa Baiana, É Luxo Só, and Bolinha de Papel

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Lumiar Bossa Nova Songbooks Vols. 2 through 5

…are now on Spotify, as complete as I can make them right now.  Look under user:brasillinois to see the lists.  Enjoy!

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Tickets go on Sale for João Gilberto Shows in November

Evidently I’m over having had front row center tickets  – for the first time ever for any concert – to see João Gilberto last year, and the show being cancelled.  Sure, it was a heartbreak, and sure, I still keep those tickets as part of a little still life that looks suspiciously like an altar; but healing must have occurred, because I’m very excited to see how Gilberto’s four upcoming shows in Brazil will go.

The tour:

  • Nov. 5: São Paulo
  • Nov. 15: Rio
  • Nov. 19: Brasília
  • Nov. 25: Porto Alegre

At 500 – 1400 reais ($263 – $735)  the tickets are a bit more than the $65 each that I spent or rather, was refunded.

There are plans to put together a live DVD,  followed, if all goes well, by another DVD showing studio recordings, musical guests and behind-the-scenes glimpses of the legendarily reserved giant of music.  Although many Gilberto videos can be found on YouTube, this will be his first foray into DVD.

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I’m writing something about Carlos Careqa, so don’t want to treat these topics now,  just mention them:

  • Gilberto’s treatment by Brazilian press (sensationalized)
  • Need for clean remastered versions of classic work. Although I don’t know a lot about it,  I’ve noticed that some bad remastering  tends to emphasize Gilberto’s vocals at the expense of the guitar.
  •  João Gilberto sent me a Facebook friend request.  What a sweet guy! Unfortunately, it wasn’t him, something which I and many others found out months later.
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João Gilberto leaves apartment

This just in…João Gilberto has left the building.   Looking forward now to hearing about his upcoming shows!

http://ego.globo.com/Gente/Noticias/0,,MUL1673330-9798,00-JOAO+GILBERTO+DEVOLVE+APARTAMENTO+A+CONDESSA+DIZ+JORNAL.html

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New albums

Okay, only one of these albums is new, but the rest are mostly new to me.  I know people say that about used cars, but these still have that new music smell:

  • Zé Renato:  Ao Vivo
  • Ze Renato and Renato Braz: Papo de Passarim
  • Chico Buarque: Chico
  • Bebel Gilberto, Duke Ellington, Slim and Slam, Lionel Hampton, Cab Calloway, et al: Swing Cafe
  • Milton Nascimento: Travessia
  • Arnaldo Antunes: Ao Vivo no Estúdio
  • Maria Bethania: A Interprete
  • Maria Bethania and Omara Portuando
  • Novos Baianos: Acabou Chorare

PS: I’ll try not to turn my blog into an ongoing love letter to Spotify, but please forgive a quick discreet smooch now and then.

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