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Brazilian Girls
Brazilian Girls
Brazilian Girls
Genres: Dance & Electronic, Pop, R&B
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"Brazilian Girls" is a name designed to steer you to the "wrong" sites in a Web search, and the not-so-thinly-veiled innuendo (one chorus is "Pussy pussy pussy marijuana") doesn't help either. But the music the Brazilian G...  more »


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All Artists: Brazilian Girls
Title: Brazilian Girls
Members Wishing: 0
Total Copies: 5
Label: Verve
Release Date: 2/1/2005
Genres: Dance & Electronic, Pop, R&B
Styles: Electronica, Dance Pop, Easy Listening, Adult Alternative
Number of Discs: 1
SwapaCD Credits: 1
UPCs: 602498634134, 0602498634134, 0075021030091

"Brazilian Girls" is a name designed to steer you to the "wrong" sites in a Web search, and the not-so-thinly-veiled innuendo (one chorus is "Pussy pussy pussy marijuana") doesn't help either. But the music the Brazilian Girls make is more seductive than salacious. And except for one member, they aren't girls. The one who is, Italian-born Sabina Sciubba, is a former jazz singer who has the hipper-than-thou chanteuse thing going: a cigarette dangling from her lips, a beret cocked sideways on her head, black-stockinged legs crossed suggestively... at least she sure sounds that way. Sciubba sits astride basslines that insinuate themselves like a sideways glance in a smoky bar, as a sensual mix of live drumming and gritty trip-hop lounge grooves skew to the side of late-night alcohol-clouded vision. The English, French, Spanish, and German-language lyrics and Weill/Brecht-meets-Baja Marimba Band horns only add to the delirious dislocation. With a sophisticated electronic palette, Brazilian Girls exude that hip retro-future sound that propelled Deee-Lite back in 1990. Hopefully they won't also be one-hit wonders. --John Diliberto

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Mike M. from SEATTLE, WA
Reviewed on 12/28/2006...
Great dance music.

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Beyond great, beyond hip
John Jones | Chicago IL | 02/10/2005
(5 out of 5 stars)

"If Sex and the City were still being made for HBO, the sounds of Brazilian Girls would no doubt provide the background for Carrie and Co. sipping cocktails in a hip Manhattan lounge. After all, the cosmopolitan mix of Bossa Nova, trip-hop, jazz, dance, and reggae grooves almost sounds too good to play in a room by yourself...this is party music that needs to be shared, and loudly. "Homme," "Lazy Lover," and "Corner Store" are all slick-but-not-too-slick retro-lounge fare, while "Don't Stop" and "Sirenes de la Fete" come to the party only to head straight for the dancefloor. Even the offputting title "Pu**y" leads you to the sunniest, catchiest of tracks that will no doubt be blaring over countless pool parties this summer. What seals the deal is the revelation that while they apparently have many musical influences, Brazilian Girls' ambrosia still sounds like virtually no one else on the current music scene. American mainstream radio will probably never be hip enough to spin something so unique, but a faithful cult following is surely beginning to form. If you ever need a definition of "cool," forget the dictionary and check this out instead."
A Dangerous Fling
S. L. Winant | Seattle, WA United States | 07/20/2005
(5 out of 5 stars)

"You are on a business trip in Europe. After the meeting, you head to a club and meet a woman too alluring to ignore. She's the dangerous type...long legs and exotic features, fluent in several languages with a free-floating intellect. The kind of woman with an insatiable sex drive ("Don't Stop," "Pussy"), who will run out at 3:00AM for ice cream only to get waylaid by street musicians ("Corner Market"), who comes back to give you life advice ("Long"), quote Pablo Neruda ("Me Gustas Cuando Callas"), and make you dance in your hotel room ("Dance Until the Morning Sun"). And then she'll be gone in the morning ("Ships in the Night").

The musical soundtrack to this affair: a little Electro and House, a little reggae, touches of Esquivel-like lounge, and the spices of Bahia and Rio. Stewed like a femme-fatale version of Soul Coughing, and a little like Howie B's "Suck It and See" imaginary porn. Lo'Jo's errant daughter.

Tasty, risky, unforgettable. How can you resist?"