Tomorrow is the first of our four shows. Four shows in four days. We'll need some stamina.
In the morning I relax, getting ready for the afternoon's rehearsal. A trombonist is coming from Floreanópolis to rehearse with us today, and to play in our show tomorrow.
Floreanópolis is three hours from Jaraguá - a significant journey for him to make.
Aurélio arrives, I'm introduced to him, and we practice our songs. He's a nice guy, but this is yet another accent to decode. My brain is nearly exploding.
An afternoon is not long to rehearse and arrange all our songs with the new group member. But he is a professional musician, and he is able to meld with the three of us.
In the evening, we travel to the nearby town of Corupá for dinner - the Cheers bar specialises in gourmet hamburgers, and they are really good. At dinner I meet Nádia, an English teacher, who invites me to come and make conversation with her class next week.
Next morning, I wake to find that there is a piece about our show in the local paper. They've used last year's photo.
I'm loving my little nest at Hotel Káyros. I'm enjoying the leisurely pace of life, and I require less maintenance than last year, because I know the town and can speak the language.
Enéias and Aurelio collect me, and we have lunch. Then we make our way to the SESC theatre. There is a long set-up time. Samuca arrives to organise the video recording - the same guy who made our video last year. I've brought my electric jug to the theatre, and inhale lots of steam to keep my voice in good condition.
I'm happy to contribute to the process, but I'm not in charge, and I'm very happy to let others take responsibility. It's a welcome change from the shows I do in Australia, where I have to take responsibility for everything.
I reflect that Enéias and I have spent a total of about one month together. Three visits, one in Australia and two in Brazil. We are quite well in tune musically, all things considered.
The show goes pretty well. The four of us communicate pretty well together. Our friend Rubens joins us on stage for the final song, "The Girl From Ipanema". At the end of the show, the lights come on, revealing a substantial audience. Some people hang around or come on stage to speak with us. I see Bogdan, who was my first-ever Brazilian Facebook friend, and call out to him to come and say hello. He's the guy who originally introduced me to Enéias online. I tell him that without him, there would have been no show in Rio. We embrace warmly and have a lovely chat.
Afterwards we celebrate at a pub, and some people from the audience join us.
One down, three shows to go.
In the morning I relax, getting ready for the afternoon's rehearsal. A trombonist is coming from Floreanópolis to rehearse with us today, and to play in our show tomorrow.
Floreanópolis is three hours from Jaraguá - a significant journey for him to make.
Aurélio arrives, I'm introduced to him, and we practice our songs. He's a nice guy, but this is yet another accent to decode. My brain is nearly exploding.
An afternoon is not long to rehearse and arrange all our songs with the new group member. But he is a professional musician, and he is able to meld with the three of us.
In the evening, we travel to the nearby town of Corupá for dinner - the Cheers bar specialises in gourmet hamburgers, and they are really good. At dinner I meet Nádia, an English teacher, who invites me to come and make conversation with her class next week.
Next morning, I wake to find that there is a piece about our show in the local paper. They've used last year's photo.
Enéias and Aurelio collect me, and we have lunch. Then we make our way to the SESC theatre. There is a long set-up time. Samuca arrives to organise the video recording - the same guy who made our video last year. I've brought my electric jug to the theatre, and inhale lots of steam to keep my voice in good condition.
I'm happy to contribute to the process, but I'm not in charge, and I'm very happy to let others take responsibility. It's a welcome change from the shows I do in Australia, where I have to take responsibility for everything.
I reflect that Enéias and I have spent a total of about one month together. Three visits, one in Australia and two in Brazil. We are quite well in tune musically, all things considered.
The show goes pretty well. The four of us communicate pretty well together. Our friend Rubens joins us on stage for the final song, "The Girl From Ipanema". At the end of the show, the lights come on, revealing a substantial audience. Some people hang around or come on stage to speak with us. I see Bogdan, who was my first-ever Brazilian Facebook friend, and call out to him to come and say hello. He's the guy who originally introduced me to Enéias online. I tell him that without him, there would have been no show in Rio. We embrace warmly and have a lovely chat.
Afterwards we celebrate at a pub, and some people from the audience join us.
One down, three shows to go.
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