Emilio Santiago
Since the 1970s, Emilio Santiago has been an institution in brazilian music… Read Full Bio ↴Since the 1970s, Emilio Santiago has been an institution in brazilian music. One of the few artists to have remained signed to the national Som Livre label for over 10 years, Santiago carved out a career as the mums’ favourite crooner with his series of albums called ‘Aquarelas Brasileiras’ (‘brazilian watercolours’), a series that sold over 4 million copies and were guaranteed to fill the christmas stockings of everyone’s favourite auntie or grannie. But it wasn’t always that way. Former law student Emilio Santiago’s first recordings were almost always alongside the cream of Brazil’s musicians – guest spots on independent MPB productions by Antonio Adolfo, some of the better telenovela soundtracks and an unreleased session with Luiz Carlos Vinhas from 1974. Santiago was a musicians’ singer.
From 1972 until 1975, when this record was made, Santiago’s main gig was as ‘crooner’ in Ed Lincoln’s Orchestra. As Lincoln’s long time friend and cohort, it was obvious that Durval Ferreira, (in his capacity as Artistic Director at CID) would be one of the first to recognise the extraordinary talent of the young singer; thus Ferreira signed a deal with Santiago to make this album, supported by absolutely the best players and arrangers, and singing songs by Brazil’s best composers. ‘Emilio Santiago’ is one of the jewels in the crown of the CID catalogue. whatmusic.com is very proud to present Santiago’s classic, reissued in its original form for the first time.
Translation of the original liner notes:
Emilio Santiago, like Rio de Janeiro, arrived in this world ready formed. Ready and complete, which is something very important. You can count on one hand singers born with this total craft in the southern hemisphere. Total and complete, in the way of a footballer who can score with both feet. Emilio Santiago sings anything in any genre as if he loved everything. He sings anything like it is everything. In Emilio Santiago there are points balanced in space in the same way as there are in the royal palms in the Jardim Botanico. Everything that’s placed in front of Santiago is absorbed and becomes his. A record is a record. Merely a black plastic disc with a limited number of curves. But the infinite talent of Emilio Santiago needed to be confined and defined within this finite time and space dimension. And that’s where we have the difficulty – in condensing this man and his talent into a mere record. In between lost and drunken nights in the 706 club and, latterly, in the Preto 22, the directors of CID realised that this was exactly the right moment to capture Emilio Santiago for posterity. This record is the result of the Emilio sound of today. Which doesn’t mean the Emilio sound of tomorrow, or of another future record. Emilio is a singer of rare sophistication because of his incredible honesty. As an individual he’s as sophisticated as he is modest. Big, expansive gestures, but never over the top, he smiles with a thousand and one teeth – all his own – and admits that time really is on his side.
“I really could move into many different styles but I can only go for what I believe to be a kind of truth, for something which really feels right for me. It would be pretentious of me to suggest that with this record you have a full and complete picture of my whole being. But all of the directions in this music are mine and I love them as my own. The day that I create something that’s perfect will be the day that I’ve concluded a kind of cycle. And I’ll go back to becoming a lawyer. And that is something that’s as improbable as the musical world resuscitating Paderevsky, who between being President of Poland and being a musician, chose the latter. To sum up: I’m a guy who gives out small rays of light but who hits all the right notes. These are the things I know and feel for certain, come rain or come shine”.
The musicians on this album were:
João Donato; Jose Roberto Bertrami; Laércio de Freitas; Gilson Peranzetta; Dori Caymmi & Ivan Lins: Electric piano, keyboards and arrangements.
Durval Ferreira; Hélio Delmiro & Carlos Roberto Rocha: Guitars
Copinha; Danilo Caymmi & Celso Woltzenlögel: Flutes
Formiga & Marcío Montarroyos: Trumpets
Vitor Assis Brasil; Aurino & Zé Bodega: Saxes
Botello: Clarinet
Edson Maciel; Edmundo Maciel; João Luiz Maciel
& Jessé Sadock: Trombones
Orlandivo & Ariovaldo: Percussion
Mamão & Wilson das Neves: Drums
Jaime & Nair; Marcio Lott; Lucinha Lins; Jurema;
Marcos Valle: Chorus
Dori Caymmi: String arrangements
Novelli & Alex Malheiros: Bass
Aécio Flavio: arrangements
Tita: Acoustic Guitar
And the rhythm sections included Azimuth and Modo Livre
Remastered by Luigi Hoffer at Digital Mastering Solutions Rio de Janeiro November 2002
Special thanks to Harry Zuckerman & Durval Ferreira
© 2003 whatmusic.com
From 1972 until 1975, when this record was made, Santiago’s main gig was as ‘crooner’ in Ed Lincoln’s Orchestra. As Lincoln’s long time friend and cohort, it was obvious that Durval Ferreira, (in his capacity as Artistic Director at CID) would be one of the first to recognise the extraordinary talent of the young singer; thus Ferreira signed a deal with Santiago to make this album, supported by absolutely the best players and arrangers, and singing songs by Brazil’s best composers. ‘Emilio Santiago’ is one of the jewels in the crown of the CID catalogue. whatmusic.com is very proud to present Santiago’s classic, reissued in its original form for the first time.
Translation of the original liner notes:
Emilio Santiago, like Rio de Janeiro, arrived in this world ready formed. Ready and complete, which is something very important. You can count on one hand singers born with this total craft in the southern hemisphere. Total and complete, in the way of a footballer who can score with both feet. Emilio Santiago sings anything in any genre as if he loved everything. He sings anything like it is everything. In Emilio Santiago there are points balanced in space in the same way as there are in the royal palms in the Jardim Botanico. Everything that’s placed in front of Santiago is absorbed and becomes his. A record is a record. Merely a black plastic disc with a limited number of curves. But the infinite talent of Emilio Santiago needed to be confined and defined within this finite time and space dimension. And that’s where we have the difficulty – in condensing this man and his talent into a mere record. In between lost and drunken nights in the 706 club and, latterly, in the Preto 22, the directors of CID realised that this was exactly the right moment to capture Emilio Santiago for posterity. This record is the result of the Emilio sound of today. Which doesn’t mean the Emilio sound of tomorrow, or of another future record. Emilio is a singer of rare sophistication because of his incredible honesty. As an individual he’s as sophisticated as he is modest. Big, expansive gestures, but never over the top, he smiles with a thousand and one teeth – all his own – and admits that time really is on his side.
“I really could move into many different styles but I can only go for what I believe to be a kind of truth, for something which really feels right for me. It would be pretentious of me to suggest that with this record you have a full and complete picture of my whole being. But all of the directions in this music are mine and I love them as my own. The day that I create something that’s perfect will be the day that I’ve concluded a kind of cycle. And I’ll go back to becoming a lawyer. And that is something that’s as improbable as the musical world resuscitating Paderevsky, who between being President of Poland and being a musician, chose the latter. To sum up: I’m a guy who gives out small rays of light but who hits all the right notes. These are the things I know and feel for certain, come rain or come shine”.
The musicians on this album were:
João Donato; Jose Roberto Bertrami; Laércio de Freitas; Gilson Peranzetta; Dori Caymmi & Ivan Lins: Electric piano, keyboards and arrangements.
Durval Ferreira; Hélio Delmiro & Carlos Roberto Rocha: Guitars
Copinha; Danilo Caymmi & Celso Woltzenlögel: Flutes
Formiga & Marcío Montarroyos: Trumpets
Vitor Assis Brasil; Aurino & Zé Bodega: Saxes
Botello: Clarinet
Edson Maciel; Edmundo Maciel; João Luiz Maciel
& Jessé Sadock: Trombones
Orlandivo & Ariovaldo: Percussion
Mamão & Wilson das Neves: Drums
Jaime & Nair; Marcio Lott; Lucinha Lins; Jurema;
Marcos Valle: Chorus
Dori Caymmi: String arrangements
Novelli & Alex Malheiros: Bass
Aécio Flavio: arrangements
Tita: Acoustic Guitar
And the rhythm sections included Azimuth and Modo Livre
Remastered by Luigi Hoffer at Digital Mastering Solutions Rio de Janeiro November 2002
Special thanks to Harry Zuckerman & Durval Ferreira
© 2003 whatmusic.com
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Emilio Santiago Lyrics
A Noite (Ao Vivo) Valei-me, deus é o fim do nosso amor Perdoa, por favor Eu…
Aquarela Do Brasil Brasil, meu Brasil brasileiro, Meu mulato inzoneiro Vou ca…
Ardume Tá de arder que nem fogo Aí a chama que acendeu Pintou…
Bananeira Bananeira, não sei Bananeira, sei lá A bananeira, sei não Um…
Batendo a Porta Como é que vai? Saúde boa? Não foi à toa que você…
Brother Brother (Brother) Brother (Brother) Prepare one more happy w…
Cadê Juízo Tá Tudo errado entre nós o coração me diz Que se…
Canto de Ossanha O homem que diz dou, não dá Porque quem dá mesmo,…
Coisas da paixão Coisas da paixão Só quem sabe é o coração Coisas pra dizer…
Com A Perna No Mundo Ê lalaiê lalaiê, lalaiê lalaiê Lalarê laiê laiê Acreditava …
Copacabana Noites febris Tempos gentis Eu já fui tão feliz Mais do que …
Corcovado Um cantinho, um violão Esse amor, uma canção Pra fazer feliz…
Deixa Dílson e Vamos Nelson Pra quem foi... foi bom demais Pra quem não foi... é…
Depois Depois de tudo bem feito Depois do sonho no ar Depois da…
Desenho de Giz / Papel Marchê Quem quer viver um amor Mas não quer suas marcas,…
Detalhes / Além do Horizonte Não adianta nem tentar me esquecer Durante muito tempo em su…
Dias De Luna Pode ser apenas impressão Uma assobração que vive a me matar…
Doce Viver Tanto tempo atrás havia um mar aqui Havia uma cidade que…
E Era Copacabana Noites febris Tempos gentis Eu já fui tão feliz Mais do que …
E Vamos à Luta Eu acredito é na rapaziada Que segue em frente e segura…
Eclipse Eclipse de luna en el cielo Ausencia de luz en el…
El Reloj Reloj no marques las horas Porque voy a enloquecer Ella se i…
Ensaios De Amor Pelo amor de Deus Clareia minha solidão Acende a luz do teu…
Espere por Mim, Morena Espere por mim, morena Espere que eu chego já O amor por…
Eu e a Brisa Podem me chamar e me pedir e me rogar E podem…
Flamboyant Por quantas noites eu me vi desencantar Enquanto os palcos d…
Grito De Alerta Primeiro você me azucrina Me entorta a cabeça E me bota na…
Homenagem ao Malandro Eu fui fazer um samba em homenagem À nata da malandragem Que…
Isto Aqui O Que É / É Ê lalaiê lalaiê, lalaiê lalaiê Lalarê laiê laiê Acreditava …
La Signora di Trent'Anni Fa Il cuore mio indiscreto Pace ancor non si dà Sempre mi svegl…
Lesões corporais Tá Tudo errado entre nós o coração me diz Que se…
Logo Agora Logo agora Agora, justamente agora Agora que eu penso em ir …
Manhã de Carnaval Manhã tão bonita manhã Na vida uma nova canção Cantando só t…
Minha Namorada Se você quer ser minha namorada Ai que linda namorada, você…
Nega Nêga Segura no pé dessa nêga E o asfalto precisa do pé…
Nêga Dina A Dina subiu o morro do Pinto pra me procurar Não…
O Amigo De Nova York Lá vem meu amigo de Nova York Lá vem meu amigo…
O Homem Falou Pode chegar que a festa vai começar é agora! E é…
O Que é Amar Ê lalaiê lalaiê, lalaiê lalaiê Lalarê laiê laiê Acreditava …
Papel Machê Quem quer viver um amor Mas não quer suas marcas,…
Pelo Amor De Deus Pelo amor de Deus Clareia minha solidão Acende a luz do teu…
Pot-Pourri: Isto Aqui O Que É?/ É Ê lalaiê lalaiê, lalaiê lalaiê Lalarê laiê laiê Acreditava …
Quero Alegria Eu já sei porque choras palhaço Eu já sei que alguém…
Rio Rio, que mora no mar Sorrio pro meu Rio que tem…
Saigon Tantas palavras, meias palavras, Nosso apartamento, Um peda…
Sangrando Quando eu soltar a minha voz Por favor entenda Que palavra p…
Só Danço Samba Só danço samba Só danço samba, vai, vai, vai, vai, vai Só…
Só Nos Resta Viver Dói em mim saber Que a solidão existe E insiste no teu…
Tá Tudo Errado Tá Tudo errado entre nós o coração me diz Que se…
Tristeza de nos dois Quando a noite vem Vem a saudade Do carinho seu Olha meu amo…
Trocando em Miúdos Eu vou lhe deixar a medida do Bonfim Não me valeu Mas…
Tudo O Que Se Quer Olha nos meus olhos Esquece o que passou …
última forma É Como eu falei Não ia durar Eu bem que avisei Pois é Vai de…
Um Dia Desses Toda vez que a escola de samba-de-roda Batuca na rua, Maria,…
Verdade Chinesa Era só isso que eu queria da vida Uma cerveja, uma…
Você Podem me chamar e me pedir e me rogar E podem…