From Caetano Veloso (1986). I’m overwhelmed by the simplicity of this little tune: just voice and simple guitar patterns can vividly paint an entire scene, with this bright, lilting mood. The singing and accompaniment are rhythmically fused in a way that makes it natural to embody. It was written for Caetano’s sister Maria Bethânia, whose hair may resemble a lion’s mane. The percussive clicking might be unique to this version of the song. See the lyrics for a translation.
Frédéric Chopin: Ballade No. 1 in G minor, Op. 23 (1835)
A live performance (with hands as the focal point) of a friend and pianist from Italy playing this masterpiece, followed by an analysis explaining what makes certain parts of this piece stand out from other repertoire. I enjoy this fluidity of being able to talk about music that one performs, to help other people hear what’s going on and find their way in.