September 25, 2004 By John Pareles
Two stars of the tropicalia movement, which revolutionized Brazilian
pop, performed at Town Hall this week: Gilberto Gil on Tuesday night,
on a double bill with David Byrne, and Rita Lee on Wednesday night.
In the 1960's, their iconoclasm and cosmopolitan ambition marked
them as troublemakers; Mr. Gil was imprisoned and exiled by Brazil's
military government, and Ms. Lee's band, Os Mutantes, were threatened
and censored. They outlasted their opponents, and Mr. Gil was appointed
Brazil's minister of culture in 2002.
His concert at Town Hall involved his official role as well as his
previous jobs: songwriter, singer, bandleader and rubber-legged
dancer. The concert was a benefit, sponsored by Wired Magazine,
for Creative Commons, which has devised a new copyright license
that lets creators permit their work to be freely shared on the
Internet and sampled and reused by others.
Mr. Gil has promoted the license in Brazil; Mr. Byrne has also released
some of his music under the license, and as the concert's finale
they sang "Don't Fence Me In." For both of them, the license
is a digital-era ratification of what they have always done as musicians,
listening widely and stirring together what they hear. One of Mr.
Gil's songs, a mythic account of rock's genesis, was called "Chuck
Berry Fields Forever."
Early tropicalia was a brash psychedelic jumble of old and new Brazilian
music with imported rock and assorted noise, and since the 1970's
Mr. Gil and Ms. Lee have taken different directions. Mr. Gil's set
on Tuesday night was a rhythm-happy montage of Brazilian music,
rock and the African diaspora; he sang about legends, history and
ideals. His band members had electric and acoustic versions of their
instruments, including an accordion for a keyboard, and they were
used in limber, stripped-down arrangements. The band loped through
its own hybrids of Brazilian samba, maracatÀu and forrÀo,
along with Argentine tango, Jamaican reggae and a gently Brazilianized
"Imagine". With Mr. Gil's earthy voice riding the band's
airborne grooves, he easily made the case that ideas are happiest
when they mingle.
Ms. Lee's music since Os Mutantes has shifted toward smoother, more
straightforward rock and pop songs that have been hits in Brazil.
At Town Hall, an adoring crowd sang whole verses of songs on cue.
If the lyrics hadn't been in Portuguese, many of her songs would
have sounded at home on a lite-rock playlist. Her voice is a knowing,
smoky alto, and the songs she writes - often with her band's guitarist,
Roberto Carvalho - present a woman who's self-confident, sensual
and by no means diffident. In "Amor y Sexo," she sang,
"Love is a bossa nova/Sex is Carnaval,'' then shimmied like
a samba dancer.
She was full of sly surprises, playing assorted instruments - guitar,
slide whistle, flute, theremin - and doing a werewolf howl in "Doce
Vampiro" ("Sweet Vampire"). And she put on a clown
nose and moved like a marionette to sing Os Mutantes' "Panis
et Circenses," a song by Caetano Veloso and Mr. Gil about an
uncaring older generation. The tropicalia musicans are now an older
generation themselves, but they haven't lost their irreverence.
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