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Sérgio Godinho

Sérgio Godinho, singer, writer and all-round renaissance man, has been working for 50 years now and Radio Comercial produced this really nice video of other musicians covering one of his best known songs. Of course, this sort of ensemble cast has been besmirched by that Imagine song in 2020, but they go a long way toward redeeming it.

I don’t recognise all the participants but I’ve definitely mentioned A Garota Não, António Zambujo, Miguel Araújo, Tiago Bettencourt, Ana Bacalhau, Claudia Pascoal, Tim from Xutos e Pontapés. I’m a little surprised I’ve never mentioned Camané apart from a couple of passing references. His eyebrows alone deserve their own blog post. And I’d been thinking of doing something about Os Quatro e Meia, but hadn’t got around to it yet

Aside from playing spot the celebrity, there’s a lot to look at in the video: there are shots taken in front of A Ponte D Luís in Porto, the Padrão dos Descobrimentos, and a mural by Vhils. You should also be able to spot where they’ve tried to mock up some of his album covers too. Compare this discography – I can see a couple (Samuel Úria and David Fonseca), but I feel like I’m probably missing some because a few of the scenes look so staged that they seem like the director is trying to set up the shot – like at 2.02 Diogo Piçarra is sitting on a park bench and as he sings the line he puts his elbow up on the backrest, then 7 seconds later at 2.09 João Só does the exact same thing but on the other side. That’s not a coincidence! Likewise the weird quantum superposition of Rita Redshoes on the same bench at 1:56 looks like it’s not just random.

A lot of them I’d never heard of before, or heard of but never sat down and listened to, so I picked on a few who took my interest:

  • Capicua is quite interesting – she’s one of the first on screen. She’d broken the dress code by just turning up in normal clothes instead of being in her finery. I am not a rap aficianado, so I wasn’t really moved by her stuff, but her videos are quite interesting and worth a look. My favourite actual song is “Maria Capaz“, which is obviously a wordplay on Maria Rapaz, and I like that she’s turned it around and made it a good thing like that. Very good!
  • I feel like there’s split in the genders of the singers: Most of the guys are showbiz veterans like Palma, Abrunhosa and Ribeirinho, all grizzled and weatherbeaten. Then there are people like Zambujo and Araújo in the next generation down, younger than me but not exactly spring chickens; and there is a fair sprinkling of young dudes in there too. The women, on the other hand, are almost all young, hot and immaculately groomed. I don’t really see any female fadistas of that older generation, coming out of retirement. I wonder if they were asked. The only woman I noticed who looks like she had done the hard miles and approaching his level of seniority was Mafalda Veiga, who is straight after Capicua. She seems to have done quite a lot of duets with the other musicians in the video (here) and I liked that there was someone there representing for us grown-ups.
  • Buba Espinho is the least rock star-looking person I’ve ever seen and I checked out a video of his and it’s charming because he acts like a big ol’ doofus as well. His music’s Ok though and I don’t hold it against him that he isn’t trying to be super-cool in the american style. There are videos of him doing more straightforward Fado too and he looks more at home there.
  • Carolina Deslandes is also fine but I didn’t feel the need to buy all her music. That’s a shame because she has an amazing voice.
  • Rui Ribeirinho seems like an interesting guy. He’s from a band called GNR – not to be confused either with Guns ‘n’ Roses or with the Banda da Guarda Nacional Repúblicana. They’ve been around since the eighties and they’re still rockin’. HOLD THE PHONE – My wife’s just told me she met him at a party once! What the actual fuck?
  • Rita Redshoes is someone I’d heard of but never paid much attention to. I quite liked this video where she is surrounded by Caretos… wait, why don’t I have any posts about Caretos? I could have sworn I’d written about them a few months back but I can’t find it now. Oh well, add it to the to-do list. Rita Redshoes has a very diverse back catalogue. There are some in english, this children’s show and even some relaxing white noise to send you to sleep!
  • Pedro Abrunhosa is another name I know but I’ve never listened to. I can’t say I was that interested to be honest. Sorry, Pedro. He’s been around a long time though. I might put him on my Spotify for a while and see if I can find something I like. Listen to the crowd on this video – they love him!
  • Sara Correia has a cracking set of pipes – she really belts it out, sailing that line between fado and more commercial pop, a bit like Ana Moura. She and Abrunhosa have collaborated before in the past on a fundraiser for Ukraine and it’s really powerful. Better when she’s singing than him, it must be said, but powerful all the same. Oh and she’s singing at Cadogan Hall in February – right, get that one in the diary!

Let’s do the lyrics, shall we? Lots of passive voice here: it’s going to be difficult to render it into english without sounding affected but I’ll do my best.

PortugueseEnglish
A principio é simples, anda-se sozinho
Passa-se na rua bem devagarinho
Está-se bem no silêncio e no borburinho
Bebe-se as certezas num copo de vinho
E vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
At first it’s simple, walk alone
It happens in the road, nice and slowly
It’s OK in the silence and the noise
Certainties are drunk in a glass of wine
And a well-worn phrase comes to mind
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Pouco a pouco o passo faz-se vagabundo
Dá-se a volta ao medo, dá-se a volta ao mundo
Diz-se do passado, que está moribundo
Bebe-se o alento num copo sem fundo
E vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
Little by little, the step becomes slow
One takes a turn to fear, a turn to the world
It’s said that the past is dying
Breath is drunk in a bottomless cup
And a well-worn phrase comes to mind
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
E é então que amigos nos oferecem leito
Entra-se cansado e sai-se refeito
Luta-se por tudo o que se leva a peito
Bebe-se, come-se e alguém nos diz bom proveito
E vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
And then friends offer a place to sleep
One enters tured and leaves refreshed
And fights for everything that’s taken to heart
Drinks, eats, and someone says “Enjoy!”
And a well-worn phrase comes to mind
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Depois vêm cansaços e o corpo fraqueja
Olha-se para dentro e já pouco sobeja
Pede-se o descanso, por curto que seja
Apagam-se dúvidas num mar de cerveja
E vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
Afterwards comes tiredness and the body weakens
One looks inside, little remains
Asks for rest, no matter how short
Doubts are washed away in a sea of beer
And a well-worn phrase comes to mind
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
E enfim de uma escolha faz-se um desafio
Enfrenta-se a vida de fio a pavio
Navega-se sem mar, sem vela ou navio
Bebe-se a coragem até dum copo vazio
E vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
And in the end, a choice becomes a challenge
Life is confronted in its entirety
Navigating without a sea, without a sail or a ship
Courage is drunk from an empty cup
And a well-worn phrase comes to mind
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
E entretanto o tempo fez cinza da brasa
E outra maré cheia virá da maré vaza
Nasce um novo dia e no braço outra asa
Brinda-se aos amores com o vinho da casa
E vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida
And meanwhile time turns the coal to ash
And another high tide follows a low tide
A new day is born, on the arm another wing
Loves are toasted with house wine
And a well-worn phrase comes to mind
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Today is the first day of the rest of your life

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YouTube Channels You Actually Want to Watch.

I tend to follow mostly Booktube channels when I want to watch a video in portuguese but I’m training for a half marathon at the moment, so I’ve started watching this guy’s videos. He’s quite good on how to prepare and train. I don’t have as much free time as him I think, so I won’t be following his tips religiously, but it’s a good way of getting both training tips and listening practice at the same time. It’s quite a hard listen but I can manage, only dropping the occasional word.

Not interested in running? No worries, I definitely recommend looking for portuguese words related to something you are interested in, because it’s easier to focus on something you like, using visual clues to work out what they mean, rather than listen to something that’s aimed at learners but the subject matter is dull as ditch water. Throw in something specifically portuguese so as to avoid the Brazilian channels. So, in my case, “Meia maratona Lisboa” scored some decent hits and gave me plenty of channels to choose from.

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O Leilão da Casa da Mariquinhas

I saw this in the same compilation as yesterday’s. The style is a bit lighter. The singers are Fernando Maurício (left) and Francisco Martinho (right). For me, the best thing is the staring match between the guy on the portuguese guitar and the guy on the vanilla guitar. Neither of those lads is backing down.

The song seems to date from the thirties or forties, when a song with a similar name – A Casa da Mariquinhas – was written by João Silva Tavares and sung by Alfredo Marceneiro. It tells the story of a house with shutters on the windows, which we are meant to understand is a brothel, and it was so popular it inspired a whole lot of similar songs about whorehouses. This is one, and it talks about the auction held after the closure of the house. Oh no! So I’ve listened to the sequel without hearing the original!

There’s a lot more background on this page if you want to know more.

PortugueseEnglish
Ninguém sabe dizer nada
Da formosa Mariquinhas*
A casa foi leiloada
Venderam-lhe as tabuinhas
Nobody knew how to say anything
About the beautiful Mariquinhas
The house was auctioned
They even sold the shutters
Ainda fresca e com gajé
Encontrei na Mouraria
A antiga Rosa Maria
E o Chico do Cachené
Fui-lhes falar, já se vê
E perguntei-lhes de entrada
Pela Mariquinhas, coitada
Still cool and with swagger
I met in the Mouraria
Old lady Rosa Maria
And Chico do Cachené
I went to speak to them, as you see
And asked them right away
About poor Mariquinhas
Respondeu-me o Chico: E vê-la?
Tenho querido saber dela
Ninguém sabe dizer nada
As outras suas amigas
A Clotilde, a Júlia, a Alda
A Inês, a Berta, a Mafalda
E as outras mais raparigas
Aprendiam-lhe as cantigas
As mais ternas, coitadinhas
Formosas como andorinhas
Olhos e peitos em brasa
Que pena tenho da casa
Da formosa Mariquinhas!
And Chico replied: And to see her?
I was wanting to know about her
Nobody knew how to say anything
Her other friends
Clotilde, Júlia, Alda
Inês, Berta, Mafalda
And some other girls
They learned her songs
The most tender ones, poor things
Beautiful as swallows
Eyes like black coals
I feel such pity for the house
Of beautiful Mariquinhas
Então o Chico apertado
Com perguntas, explicou-se
A vizinhança zangou-se
Fez um abaixo-assinado
Diziam que havia fado
Ali, até madrugada
E a pobre foi intimada
A sair; foi posta fora
E por mor duma penhora
A casa foi leiloada
Then Chico, eager
To ask questions, explained
The neighbourhood got angry
And started a petition
They said there was fado
There until the small hours
And the poor woman was summoned
To leave; she was put out
And for the sake of a foreclosure
The house was auctioned
O Chico fora ao leilão
Arrematou a guitarra
O espelho, a colcha com barra
O cofre-forte e o fogão
Chico, outside the auction
Bid for the guitar
The mirror, the striped duvet
The safe and the stove
Como não houve cambão
Porque eram coisas mesquinhas
Trouxe um par de chinelinhas
O alvará e as bambinelas
E até das próprias janelas
Venderam-lhe as tabuinhas
Since there was no change
because they’re trivial things
He took a pair of slippers
The license and the awning
And from the windows themselves
They sold him the shutters

Mariquinhas seems to be a woman’s name here, but generally speaking mariquinhas is a diminutive of maricas, meaning sissy or effeminate, so probably to be used with care.

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Táxi – Chiclete

Portuguese Ska! Skaudade?

The lyrics of this one remind me of X-Ray Spex: the idea that consumer society means everything – and everybody – is plastic and disposable. I can’t say I enjoyed it as much as X-Ray Spex, unfortunately, but each to their own. Chiclete is one of those annoying words that’s feminine in European Portuguese and masculine in Brazilian Portuguese. I think “Pastilha Elástica” is a more common way of describing chewing gum, but I guess it doesn’t sound as good in the song, so here we are!

PortugueseEnglish
E como tudo o que é coisa que promete
A gente vê como uma chiclete
Que se prova, mastiga e deita fora, sem demora
Como esta música é produto acabado
Da sociedade de consumo imediato
Como tudo o que se promete nesta vida, chiclete
And like everything promising
We see it like a chiclet
That can be tasted, chewed and thrown away without delay
Like this song is a finished product
Of a consumer society
Like everything promising in this life, chiclet
Chiclete
Aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua
Chiclete
Chiclet
Aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua
Chiclet
E nesta altura e com muita inquietação
Faço um reparo e quero abrir uma excepção
Um casse-tete* nunca será não, chiclete
Pra que tudo continue sem parar
Fundamental levar a vida a dançar
Nesta vida que tanto promete, chiclete
And right now, and with a lot of agitation
I make a correction and I want to make an exception
It will never be a puzzle, chiclet
So that everything continues without stopping
It’s essential to go through life dancing
In this life that promises so much, chiclet
Chiclete
Aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua
Chiclete
Chiclet
Aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua
Chiclet
E como tudo o que é coisa que promete
A gente vê como uma chiclete
Que se prova, mastiga e deita fora, sem demora
Como esta música é produto acabado
Da sociedade de consumo imediato
Como tudo o que se promete nesta vida, chiclete
And like everything promising
We see it as a chiclet
That can be tasted, chewed and thrown away without delay
Like this song is a finished product
Of a consumer society
Like everything promising in this life, chiclet
Chiclete
Aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua
Chiclete, chiclete, chiclete, chiclete
Chiclete, chiclete, chiclete, chiclete
Chiclete (Prova)
Chiclete (Mastiga)
Chiclete (Deita fora)
Chiclete (Sem demora)
Chiclet
Aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua-aua
Chiclet, chiclet, chiclet, chiclet
Chiclet, chiclet, chiclet, chiclet
Chiclet (Taste)
Chiclet (Chew)
Chiclet (Throw away)
Chiclet (No delay)

*=This is french. Boooooo!

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Oh No He Didn’t…

Politicians are often prone to saying wildly inappropriate things in public and Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa is no exception. 😬

Oof, That’ll Cost You At Least One Vote At The Next Election