Something wonderful happened in Brazil in the late 1960s. Stevie Wonder's soul-funk, Bob Marley's revolutionary reggae, and the smooth bossa nova of Joao Gilberto came together in one person: Brazil's irreplaceable Gilberto Gil.
As a youth raised in rural Bahia, Gil was intoxicated by the bossa
Oh, plagued no more with Human or Divine,
To-morrow's tangle to itself resign,
And lose your fingers in the tresses of
The Cypress-slender Minister of Wine.
The work of Omar al-Khayyam makes it pretty clear that Middle Eastern scholars were light-years ahead of their European counterparts durin
Picture cascading waterfalls of women, bedecked in identical glittering costumes and moving in eerie unison. Picture abstract, kaleidoscopic shots that slowly reveal themselves to be composed of live, dancing bodies -- dancing bodies in pools of water, on rotating stages, in the middle of grandly the