The Brazilian pianist, composer and arranger Ricardo Bacelar releases his fourth album, called “Ricardo Bacelar – Ao Vivo no Rio”. The album, presenting Brazilian music and jazz repertoire, was recorded in May 2018, in Rio de Janeiro, at a Blue Note Rio concert, during the tour of his most recent work, “Sebastiana”. Ricardo plays piano and keyboards, sings and is accompanied by a team of great Brazilian musicians: João Castilho (guitar), Danilo Sina (sax and flute), Renato Endrigo (drums), Alexandre Katatau (double bass) and André Siqueira (percussion). The Brazilian pianist, singer and composer Delia Fischer makes a special appearance, sharing vocals and four hands piano with Ricardo in “Nada Será Como Antes” (“Nothing Will Be As Before”), by Milton Nascimento and Fernando Brant, title of the single initially released as the premiere of the work.
Ricardo signs the production of the album and feels the song “Nada Será Como Antes” is a summary of the contemporary global existential questions caused by the Coronavirus pandemic. “I know nothing will be as before tomorrow. What news do I get from friends? What news do I get from you? I know nothing will be as it is. Tomorrow or the day after.” The artist argues that “the moment of isolation is accompanied by multiple experiences and music is a fundamental vehicle for perception, connection and the construction of perspectives that bring meaning to the events on the personal, spiritual and emotional levels”. “Without art and abstraction, life is meaningless,” he says.
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NADA SERÁ COMO ANTES
Milton Nascimento / Ronardo Bastos
Eu já estou com o pé nessa estrada
Qualquer dia a gente se vê
Sei que nada será como antes, amanhã
Que notícias me dão dos amigos?
Que notícias me dão de você?
Alvoroço em meu coração
Amanhã ou depois de amanhã
Resistindo na boca da noite um gosto de sol
Num domingo qualquer, qualquer hora
Ventania em qualquer direção
Sei que nada será como antes amanhã
Que notícias me dão dos amigos?
Que notícias me dão de você?
Sei que nada será como está
Amanhã ou depois de amanhã
Resistindo na boca da noite um gosto de sol