Wednesday. It's raining in Jaraguá do Sul, Brazil.
My voice is wrecked.
Enéias' internet is broken.
It all seems to be a portent of things coming to an end.
Things are coming to an end. Tomorrow I'm flying home to Australia.
In Enéias' apartment, we record our new song in English, "I Dreamed". Then we do a bit of jamming, playing some Bossa Nova classics.
We have our last lunch at the local restaurant.
Then we drive to Samuca's big house on the hill, where we collect the video of our show in Jaraguá. Enéias also wants him to record a video of our new song. Samuca undertakes an elaborate set-up, with lights, umbrellas and expensive professional equipment. Then he films us with a hand-held camera, moving it around to give the effect of an amateur movie made with a cheap mobile phone.
I guess this effect will appeal to some people - probably people younger than me.
We are happy with our first "take", so we decide to leave it there. I really don't have much voice left at all.
On the way back, we stop off at a bakery, and have coffee and cake. Later I find a street market where I buy some gifts to take home.
That evening, there is a small farewell gathering for me in a local pub. It's very enjoyable to catch up with these friends.
But I'm exhausted and thinking of home, and that's the way it should be, on this final night in Brazil.
My voice is wrecked.
Enéias' internet is broken.
It all seems to be a portent of things coming to an end.
Things are coming to an end. Tomorrow I'm flying home to Australia.
In Enéias' apartment, we record our new song in English, "I Dreamed". Then we do a bit of jamming, playing some Bossa Nova classics.
We have our last lunch at the local restaurant.
Then we drive to Samuca's big house on the hill, where we collect the video of our show in Jaraguá. Enéias also wants him to record a video of our new song. Samuca undertakes an elaborate set-up, with lights, umbrellas and expensive professional equipment. Then he films us with a hand-held camera, moving it around to give the effect of an amateur movie made with a cheap mobile phone.
I guess this effect will appeal to some people - probably people younger than me.
We are happy with our first "take", so we decide to leave it there. I really don't have much voice left at all.
On the way back, we stop off at a bakery, and have coffee and cake. Later I find a street market where I buy some gifts to take home.
That evening, there is a small farewell gathering for me in a local pub. It's very enjoyable to catch up with these friends.
But I'm exhausted and thinking of home, and that's the way it should be, on this final night in Brazil.
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