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Cristina Branco was born in December, 1972, in Almeirim, Ribatejo, Portugal, where she still lives. Her music is deeply rooted in tradition, yet essentially modern.
She grew up far from the fado houses of Lisbon and nothing suggested that she was predestined for the fado. Like almost all young Portuguese born after the revolution of 1974, she was interested in folk music, jazz, blues, bossa nova but not in fado. She regarded it as a genre for a different generation. Read Full BioCristina Branco was born in December, 1972, in Almeirim, Ribatejo, Portugal, where she still lives. Her music is deeply rooted in tradition, yet essentially modern.
She grew up far from the fado houses of Lisbon and nothing suggested that she was predestined for the fado. Like almost all young Portuguese born after the revolution of 1974, she was interested in folk music, jazz, blues, bossa nova but not in fado. She regarded it as a genre for a different generation. This lasted until her 18th birthday, when her grandfather gave her the album Rara e Inédita by Amália Rodrigues. Suddenly, Cristina Branco discovered all the emotions that the genre could offer in the close connections that arose among voice, poetry and music. The amateur singer - then studying communication sciences and still full of her ambition to become a journalist - began to develop her vocal technique and to take her new vocation seriously.
After that, Cristina studied the poems from which major fado lyrics are taken.
Since then, Cristina has worked on her fado repertory, accompanied by Custódio Castelo on guitar and as composer.
Halfway through the nineties, other young musicians also found a new means of expression in the fado and this contributed to a surprising renaissance. Just as they did, Cristina Branco began to make clear choices in which respect for the tradition went hand in hand with the desire for renewal.
There can be no doubt that Cristina Branco is developing her own style from a number of primary components. She employs a traditional group (voice, Portuguese guitar, guitar and bass guitar) and offers us concurrently a light, warm and experienced voice; she mixes the traditional fado with themes and folk songs that are personal favourites and seems always to choose the words of the best Portuguese, or even Dutch poets with discretion.
She grew up far from the fado houses of Lisbon and nothing suggested that she was predestined for the fado. Like almost all young Portuguese born after the revolution of 1974, she was interested in folk music, jazz, blues, bossa nova but not in fado. She regarded it as a genre for a different generation. Read Full BioCristina Branco was born in December, 1972, in Almeirim, Ribatejo, Portugal, where she still lives. Her music is deeply rooted in tradition, yet essentially modern.
She grew up far from the fado houses of Lisbon and nothing suggested that she was predestined for the fado. Like almost all young Portuguese born after the revolution of 1974, she was interested in folk music, jazz, blues, bossa nova but not in fado. She regarded it as a genre for a different generation. This lasted until her 18th birthday, when her grandfather gave her the album Rara e Inédita by Amália Rodrigues. Suddenly, Cristina Branco discovered all the emotions that the genre could offer in the close connections that arose among voice, poetry and music. The amateur singer - then studying communication sciences and still full of her ambition to become a journalist - began to develop her vocal technique and to take her new vocation seriously.
After that, Cristina studied the poems from which major fado lyrics are taken.
Since then, Cristina has worked on her fado repertory, accompanied by Custódio Castelo on guitar and as composer.
Halfway through the nineties, other young musicians also found a new means of expression in the fado and this contributed to a surprising renaissance. Just as they did, Cristina Branco began to make clear choices in which respect for the tradition went hand in hand with the desire for renewal.
There can be no doubt that Cristina Branco is developing her own style from a number of primary components. She employs a traditional group (voice, Portuguese guitar, guitar and bass guitar) and offers us concurrently a light, warm and experienced voice; she mixes the traditional fado with themes and folk songs that are personal favourites and seems always to choose the words of the best Portuguese, or even Dutch poets with discretion.
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Porque Me Olhas Assim
by Cristina Branco
Diz-me agora o teu nome
Se já te dissemos que sim
Pelo olhar que demora
Porque me olhas assim
Porque me rondas assim
Toda a luz da avenida
Se desdobra em paixão
Magias de druída
P'lo teu toque de mão
Soam ventos amenos
P'los mares morenos
Do meu coração
Espelhando as vitrinas
Da cidade sem fim
Tu surgiste divina
Porque me abeiras assim
Porque me tocas assim
E trocámos pendentes
Velhas palavras tontas
Com sotaques diferentes
Nossa prosa está pronta
Dobrando esquinas e gretas
P'lo caminho das letras
Que tudo o resto não conta
E lá fomos audazes
Por passeios tardios
Vadiando o asfalto
Cruzando outras pontes
De mares que são rios
E num bar fora de horas
Se eu chorar perdoa
Ó meu bem é que eu canto
Por dentro sonhando
Que estou em Lisboa
Diz-me tu então que sou teu
Que tu és tudo p'ra mim
Que me pões no apogeu
Porque me abraças assim
Porque me beijas assim
Por esta noite adiante
Se tu me pedes enfim
Num céu de anúncios brilhantes
Vamos casar em Berlim
À luz vã dos faróis
São de seda os lençóis
Porque me amas assim
Contributed by Maria F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
by Cristina Branco
Diz-me agora o teu nome
Se já te dissemos que sim
Pelo olhar que demora
Porque me olhas assim
Porque me rondas assim
Toda a luz da avenida
Se desdobra em paixão
Magias de druída
P'lo teu toque de mão
Soam ventos amenos
P'los mares morenos
Do meu coração
Espelhando as vitrinas
Da cidade sem fim
Tu surgiste divina
Porque me abeiras assim
Porque me tocas assim
E trocámos pendentes
Velhas palavras tontas
Com sotaques diferentes
Nossa prosa está pronta
Dobrando esquinas e gretas
P'lo caminho das letras
Que tudo o resto não conta
E lá fomos audazes
Por passeios tardios
Vadiando o asfalto
Cruzando outras pontes
De mares que são rios
E num bar fora de horas
Se eu chorar perdoa
Ó meu bem é que eu canto
Por dentro sonhando
Que estou em Lisboa
Diz-me tu então que sou teu
Que tu és tudo p'ra mim
Que me pões no apogeu
Porque me abraças assim
Porque me beijas assim
Por esta noite adiante
Se tu me pedes enfim
Num céu de anúncios brilhantes
Vamos casar em Berlim
À luz vã dos faróis
São de seda os lençóis
Porque me amas assim
Contributed by Maria F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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