CHICAGO – What the world needs now is a deep dive into spirituality, the essence of hope that sustains us beyond survival, and feeds that survival. This essence is achieved in the wholehearted BERNADETTE, THE MUSICAL, at The Anthenaeum Center in Chicago through March 15th. For tickets and info, click BERNADETTE.
Geraldo Azevedo As Melhores Site
Outside, the sun set over Recife. And somewhere, in a different decade, Geraldo Azevedo was still singing, still carrying every broken and beautiful heart along with him — as only the best ones do.
Not the greatest hits. Not the most famous. As melhores. The best ones. The ones that had saved his life. geraldo azevedo as melhores
He picked up a guitar-shaped pen and added one more line at the bottom of the page: Outside, the sun set over Recife
The first on his list was (1977). He remembered 1977. He was twenty-three, hiding in a tiny apartment in Recife, the military dictatorship breathing down every neck that dared to think. He had just lost his brother, disappeared. The song came on a crackling transistor radio: "Quem parte, leva a esperança / Quem fica, perde o lugar." (Who leaves, takes hope / Who stays, loses their place.) Tomás cried for the first time in months. That song was a caravan carrying his grief away. Not the most famous
She went pale. "Your funeral?"
The second: (1981). He wrote it with a trembling hand. 1981 was the year he fell in love with Clara, a woman who painted with coffee and whispered poetry into his ear while he slept. They danced to this song in a kitchen flooded with moonlight. "Tudo que se move é sagrado / Tudo que respira é um ser." (Everything that moves is sacred / Everything that breathes is a being.) Clara was gone now — cancer, '99 — but every time he heard the first acoustic guitar notes, she was there, barefoot, spinning in the kitchen.
She looked at the list. "But these are all... the best ones."
