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Carlos Gayotto – Realize

CD Review: Carlos Gayotto – Realize

by David McLoughlin for Country Music News International

Realize is a rare creature – Brazilian country music influenced by Kriya Yoga!

The most popular musical genre in Brazil, dominating press and radio for almost 20 years, is sertaneja music. It has its roots in folk music performed in the rural and agricultural regions of Brazil, with the first recordings made in the 1920s.

For his new album, Realize, Carlos Gayotto has brought together some of the leading names in the sertaneja scene. Carlos is a songwriter and filmmaker who has dedicated his life to UTC -3 multiplatform artistic creation. This is his second album, synthesizing 11 years of Kriya Yoga meditation in 10 compositions (2 in Portuguese, 2 instrumental and the others in English) that invite the listener on a journey of self-realization.

The album was produced by Neymar Dias, who has worked with such artists as Inezita Barroso Nelson Aires, Tinoco, Monica Salmaso, Ivan Lins, Theo de Barros, Nana Vasconcellos, André Mehmari, Toninho Ferragutti, amongst others.

On pedal guitar is Paulo Perin, a multi-instrumentalist, with roots in the gaucho music of the south of the country. Paulo has worked for many years with the country’s leading sertaneja duo Fernando and Sorocaba. Considered the best 5-string banjo player in Brazil, Edson Moreira has performed and recorded  over a 30-year career; Big Rabello has worked with such artists as César Camargo Mariano and Romero Lubambo as well as Jorge & Mateus and Marília Mendonça; Tó Brandileone has worked with everyone from Maria Beraldo to Jorge Dexler.

The result is an album where North American folk and Brazilian country music come together in orchestral arrangements with a strong cinematic influence. At its essence is the encounter between the electric guitar, the steel pedal and the 10-string Brazilian guitar.

  1. Unlike Plato’s Cave

voices and electric guitar: Kk

country guitar, double, guitar and electric bass: Neymar Dias

pedal steel: Paulo Perin

piano: Agenor de Lorenzi

drums: Big Rabello

 

 

From upon the mountains

Right from the main fountains

Descends pure sacred hard water

To bathe the profanes

And wash out the shame

Of people self-called the most faughter

 

Alike Plato’s cave

Some birds miss their cage

For pain is their comfort zone

Deep love one must learn

So fear won’t become

A way of life on its own

 

Put intention

Search for the light and get it done

Put intuition

Search for the right and reach the light

 

They say the spirit

Lives in the body

But it’s the soul

Making skulls go down the road

 

Through broken glass windows

In the valley of widows

I saw a woman attending her daughter

Saying, there are good men

But they’re one out of ten

It’s always been hard to be a mother

 

That kid had no choice

Just her inner voice

To grow the love for her body

Detach from the past

So pain must not last

Remember to never feel sorry

 

Put intention

Search for the light and get it done

Put intention

Search for the right and reach the light

 

They say the spirit

Lives in the body

But it’s the soul

Making skulls go down the road

 

 

  1. Turn The Tide

voices and electric guitar: Kk

double, guitar and acoustic double bass: Neymar Dias

piano: Agenor de Lorenzi

drums: Big Rabello

 

 

As the ship rides the horizon

And the sun starts to sink

The waters know that’s for a reason

And decide not to think

The waves are tied up in knots

They mind it just as before

The tides drown in thought

And still wonder some more

If I’m out of red 

In early May

I’ll paint in blue

As the master used to say

As you listen to the thunder

And the saints roll their eyes

You keep working on the plunder

Or either raise hands to the sky

You are left on the crossroads

And miles away from home

Pathways unfold

And you’re sure your time has come

If I’m out of red 

In early May

I’ll paint in blue

As the master used to say

 

I turn the tide

Now you are mine

Until the day I die

Feeling love to you

Is like loving myself too

 

  1. Todo Sonho Feito

voice and electric guitar: Kk

acoustic guitar and double bass: Neymar Dias

pedal steel: Paulo Perin

keyboards: Agenor de Lorenzi

drums: Big Rabello

string orchestra

Do lençol rasgado,

Agarrado à madrugada,

Fito o portão farpado

Que intentou tê-la prendada

E enquanto o peito meu

Pede que a dor se cale

Eis que amanheceu

Entre os montes do meu vale

De cruzar a nado

Cada rio que tem em cada

Margem um outro lado

Onde há nós, ó minha amada

Tem-me no seu leito eu

E n’aqui bem mais que em bali

Já que deus alvoreceu

Entre os montes do meu vale

De dedilhar o fado

Perdeu o calo da enxada

O anjo, o piá mimado

O amor de toda fada

O homem que deus creu

Para conceber os males

Eis que entardeceu

Entre os montes do meu vale

Do alto do condado

Olho o céu e vejo nada

Ou sou eu que sou o gado

Ou sou eu que sou manada

Silêncio vindo seu

Esperando que deus fale

Eis que anoiteceu

Entre os montes do meu vale

From the torn sheet,

Clinging to the dawn,

Fito the barbed gate

Who tried to have her arrested

And while my chest

Asks the pain to shut up

Behold, it dawned

Among the hills of my valley

To swim

Each river that has in each

Margin another side

Where are we, O my beloved

Have me in your bed I

And here much more than in Bali

Since god dawned

Among the hills of my valley

Strumming the fado

Lost the hoe’s callus

The angel, the spoiled dad

The love of every fairy

The man that God believed

To conceive the evils

Behold, it was evening

Among the hills of my valley

From the top of the county

I look at the sky and I see nothing

Or am I the cattle

Or am I the herd

Silence coming yours

Waiting for God to speak

Behold, it was evening

Among the hills of my valley

 

  1. No Boy

voice and electric guitar: Kk

viola caipira, viola with 7 mouths, double, guitar and acoustic double bass: Neymar Dias

keyboards: Agenor de Lorenzi

drums: Big Rabello

 

 

Once upon a time

There was a boy

Who loved to satisfy

And feel the joy

He’d bring home every night

As if there was a home

As if there was a night

And no boy

Once upon a time

There was a man

Who loved to crucify

Every boy

He’d sense that he could fight

As if there was a time

As if he would ignite

Some boy

Once upon a time

There was a land

That loved to glorify

Any coin

In exchange for light

As if there was a coin

As if they wouldn’t mind

No boy

Are you delivering

An excellent and satisfying

Experience

A ludic and exciting

Amusement

With all those rating stars

So they’ll come back again

With no churn

On the streaming Era don’t only create

You must make them feel like pushing play again

You may also want to tell them just what to like

Once upon a time

There was

No boy

 

 

  1. Senhor do Tempo

guitar: Neymar Dias

piano: Agenor de Lorenzi

string orchestra

Instrumental

 

  1. Wine Into Water (4:22)

voice and electric guitar: Kk

viola caipira, viola with 7 mouths, double, guitar, acoustic double bass: Neymar Dias

pedal steel: Paulo Perin

drums: Big Rabello

 

 

I was given the friendship of loneliness

But loneliness couldn’t bear to hear me confess

That I deserted love for a life of mess

She’s been leaving me on and over countlessly

Happiness’ face changes from time to time

But what has time to do with this condition of mine

Among the things that last I wished a smile

I’m a fool who can’t see what doesn’t shine

Unconditional love is found on an open fist

Pure love happens only when winds a-swift

Gods are atoms of clouds and mist

There’s no I, you or me, only God exists

I met a perfect man who couldn’t see his ego

His vanity was a lost safe inside his greed

As if his soul was a wallet and greed was legal

As if being perfect was some kind of grit

 

If you were told you cannot compose a song

That is when you should prove them all wrong

What is a song for a soul where music lives on

Just go in there resonate their moan

 

Unconditional love is found on an open fist

Pure love happens only when winds a-swift

Gods are atoms of clouds and mist

There’s no I, you or me, only God exists

 

They screamed that I could not live out a poem

And indeed there’s nothing out of my forehead to show em’

I understood it twenty years from then

For there was no sea when I saw the ocean

 

I pity mortality like a skydiver deals with fear

Try to kill the water with fire it becomes steam

Kill it with cold and you’ll see what I mean

As dead carbon men make the water clean

Unconditional love is found on an open fist

Pure love happens only when winds a-swift

Gods are atoms of clouds and mist

There’s no I, you or me, only God exists

 

 

  1. Even Minded (4:48)

voices and electric guitar: Kk

double, guitar, lap steel, acoustic double bass: Neymar Dias

5-string banjo: Edson Moreira Araújo

drums and percussion: Tó Brandileone

string orchestra

solo violin: Ricardo Takahashi

 

 

Don’t hope anymore

Don’t give less than you can

More is gonna overflow the shore

Less is gonna dry the sand

I was trying to refine

Every taste and every need

Until I trace the perfect line

Onto the waste of all my deeds

I was willing to prevent

Myself from every harm

Till I found the perfect way

To be the wild sheep in the farm

It’s ok

Not to be

Ever perfect

Just gotta be love

On the note of the chant

On the wave of vibration

Lies the seed which is a plant

Lies the need for salvation

I was trying to refine

Every taste and every need

Until I trace the perfect line

Onto the waste of all my deeds

I was willing to prevent

Myself from every harm

Till I found the perfect way

To be the wild sheep in the farm

It’s ok

Not to be

Ever perfect

Just gotta be love

 

 

 

  1. Territórios

voices: Kk

guitar, lap steel, mandolin, viola 7 mouths, electric bass: Neymar Dias

keyboards: Agenor de Lorenzi

drums and percussion: Tó Brandileone

string orchestra

No princípio era terra e céu

E treva e o abissal

E pelo suor até ateu

Deus pagava em pá de sal

Mas com acídia em seu colo

O homem viu o sal no solo

E fez do solo um feudo

E da cerca veio o medo

E solidão

 

Vivendo como mercancia

Faltava engarrafar o ar

Aquela mais letal mentira

É a que se escolhe acreditar

“dou oito homens pela terra

Mais suas filhas e a serra”

Se herdou capitania

Pensou que talvez poderia

Vender o chão

Um pé de cana para um de café

No apetite industrial

“a burguesia vai viver de fé

Mas sem pecado original”

Migrando uganda à guiana

E acorrentando os wayana

Isso, corta a própria córnea

Até pedir misericórdia

Mas sem perdão

Dos romanos eram os celtas

E também um deus na cruz

Assim nasceu o blues do delta

De sangue que virava luz

Mas com o fim da escravatura

Jogaram roma na lavoura

O karma vem com paciência

Humildade e transcendência

E remissão

A lua é pedra em arremesso

Uma terra a conquistar

Assim também é o meu berço

O meu escalpo e o meu cocar

De pai de mouros em turim

De mãe de negros e tupis

Que estão naquele território

Que prova tudo transitório

E ilusão

At first it was earth and sky

And darkness and the abyssal

And by the sweat even atheist

God paid in salt shovel

But with acedia in your lap

The man saw the salt in the soil

And he made the soil a fiefdom

And from the fence came fear

And loneliness

 

Living like a merchant

The air was still to be bottled.

That most lethal lie

It is the one who chooses to believe

“I give eight men for the land

Plus your daughters and the mountain ”

If inherited captaincy

He thought that maybe he could

Sell ​​the floor

One cane to one of coffee

No industrial appetite

“The bourgeoisie will live by faith

But without original sin ”

Migrating Uganda to Guyana

And chaining the wayana

This cuts the cornea itself

Even asking for mercy

But without forgiveness

Of the Romans were the Celts

And also a god on the cross

Thus was born the delta blues

Of blood that turned to light

But with the end of slavery

Roma played in the field

Karma comes with patience

Humility and transcendence

And remission

The moon is stone in pitch

A land to conquer

So is my cradle too

My scalp and my headdress

From the father of Moors in Turin

From the mother of blacks and Tupi

Who are in that territory

That proves everything transient

And illusion

 

 

  1. Colors of the Fall (4:27)

voices and guitar: Kk

acoustic double bass: Neymar Dias

piano: Agenor de Lorenzi

string orchestra

 

 

The star I am staring at tonight

Has lit all the room with afternoon light

The curtains on the eleventh floor

Haunt away a ghost I saw from the door

And this is how I’ll keep you

Those days we were two

It was only you and I

I was yours and you were mine

You said we’d go back to be dust

Now you arose from hell during dusk

But in my heart what sun sets today

Is the thing left unsaid that took you away

But this is how I’ll keep you

Those days we were two

It was only you and I

I was yours and you were mine

Oh, the colors of the Fall

The music down the hall

The shadow across the wall

Expecting for them all

Oh, the colors of the Fall 

We faking on a ball

If God would not a-stall

Could heaven start to fall

 

 

 

  1. Lia (Instrumental) (5:12)

electric guitar: Kk

string orchestra

solo cello: Vana Bock

String Orchestra
violins: Pedro Juliano Dellarolle, Ricardo Takahashi, Adriano José de Mello, Ugo Minoru Fonda Kageyama, Marcos Henrique Scheffel, Sergei Eleazar de Carvalho, Edgar Montes Leite, Rodolfo Delgado Lóta, Otávio Scoss Nicolai (Otávio Teco)
violas: Daniel Pires da Silva, Gabriel Henrique Marin, Camila Ribeiro Rodrigues
cellos: Vana Bock, Rafael Cesario, Mariana Amaral
upright bass: Pedro Jorge Gadelha de Oliveira

All songs and lyrics by Carlos Gayotto
Music production and direction, arrangements and conduction by Neymar Dias
Sound engineer: Tó Brandileone
Mixing engineer: Ricardo Mosca
Mastering engineer: Maurício Gargel

VISUAL ID ALBUM
Artistic direction / Visual concept: Patrícia Black
Design: Uibirá Barelli
Photos: Caroline Curti
Photo session:
Assistance: Tamires Prado and Ethel Braga
Styling: André Puertas
Styling assistant: Renan Kawano
Beauty: Janaína Marques
Executive Producer: Nayda Rodrigues

VISUALIZERS
Footage by Carlos Gayotto, Bianca Halpern and Ricardo Reis
Directed by Carlos Gayotto
Editing: Aline Lewinski
Motion Graphics: Teidy Nakao
Color Grading: Fernando Clauzet

Label: A Música Vive

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