Antonio Carlos Jobim - Newton Mendonça
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Se voce disser que eu desafino amor, Saiba que isso em mim provoca imensa dor
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Só privilegiados tem ouvido igual ao seu, Eu possuo apenas o que Deus me deu
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Se voce insiste em classificar, Meu comportamento de antimusical
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Eu, mesmo mentindo devo argumentar, Que isto é bossa nova, Que isto é muito natural
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O que voce nao sabe, nem sequer pressente, É que os desafinados também tem um coraçao
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Fotografei voce na minha Rolleiflex, Revelou-se a sua enorme ingratidao
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Só nao poderá falar assim do meu amor, Este é o maior que voce pode encontrar, viu
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Voce com a sua música esqueceu o principal, Que no peito dos desafinados
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No fundo do peito bate calado, Que no peito dos desafinados, Também bate um coraçao
Why for me, of all the great and varied records ever made, is the relatively modest 'Getz/Gilberto' the most precious? Is it the miraculous, once-in-a-lifetime meeting of four talents - composer/arranger Antonio Carlos Jobim, tenor sax Stan Getz, singers Joao and Astrud Gilberto - performing a perfect selection of the most perfect songs ever written? Is it those songs themselves, the ultimate expression of bossa nova yearning, flavoured with the warm colour of Brazil, yet available to anyone who's ever cried and dreamed in their bedroom? Is it that swirling, monotonous, barely perceptible, yet crucial bossa nova rhythm, taking hold of your body and mind until you too, without noticing it, are swaying like a samba? Is it the creative generosity of Stan Getz, whose saxophone IS the sound of this music, but who is perfectly content not to shout about it? Is it the delicious vocal interplay between Joao and Astrud Gilberto, he mumbling privately to hmself, she quivering to hit the right notes, so distant yet so complimentary you feel you are eavesdropping on the most deeply personal conversations, an especially disturbing one in the deceptively wistful 'Corcovada'? Is it that miracle of popular music, 'the Girl from Ipanema', a song I must have heard a thousand times, and which still has the power to transport me to another world - a tantalising play between Joao's exotic foreign frustration, eloquent music and Astrud's drily amused interpreter? Is it 'Para Machuchar Meu Coracao' (To hurt my heart), quiet, circular heartbreak, along with 'Insensatez' the most beautiful, haunting, heartstopping, wistful song ever written?
All of these things on their own would serve to make 'Gilberto/Getz' a masterpiece; together they make it a treasure. What makes it special and personal, I think, are the unassuming shards of milky piano that can occasionally be heard behind the surface delights. Played by the composer Jobim himself, they are the emotinal key through this faraway world into your own heart.
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