Feel like flinging off today’s problems and escaping from all the demands tugging at your shirtsleeves? Then this is the album for you.
A member of one of Brazil’s most famous and successful musical families (her parents are Joao Gilberto and the singer Miucha while her uncle is the wonderfully talented Chico Buarque), Bebel Gilberto knows how to put a slick album of gorgeous Latin rhythms together and this, her seventh, is no exception.
This is music to kick your shoes off and mix up a cocktail to.
Filled with bright melodies and sunkissed chord clusters, it melds standards such as Antonio Carlos Jobim’s Vivo Sohando with reshaped rock covers in the form of a sweet bossa take on Neil Young’s Harvest Moon.
Some are sung in English, some in Portuguese, some in both, and they all sway together to form gentle bliss-scapes that can transport you to a world without clocks, where rainbow coloured birds look down on white sandy beaches and the horizon never ends.
There’s nothing earth-shattering here, and you can quite easily walk away from it and just come back and feel like you never left the room, but it has a charm and a chill that is really quite refreshing.
With her intimate, alluring voice, gently strummed acoustic guitars and lightly brushed percussion, this is one soft swoon of an album.
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