Brazilian Girls' self-titled album has a very broad appeal & at the same time makes an important contribution to the artpop-dance community. Fans of the band from that community include Bebel Gilberto, Me'shell Ndegeocello, Thievery Corporation, N'dea Davenport, Chocolate Genius, Citizen Cope, Mushroom from Massive Attack, DJ 'Little' Louie Vega, Los Amigos Invisibles, & DJ Nickodemus (to name a few).
"Brazilian Girls" is a name designed to steer you to the "wrong" sites in a Web search, and the not-so-thinly-veiled innuendo (one chorus is "Pussy pussy pussy marijuana") doesn't help. But Brazilian Girls are more seductive than salacious. And except for one, they aren't girls. The one who is, Italian-born Sabina Sciubba, is a former jazz singer who has the hipper-than-thou chanteuse thing going: a cigarette dangling from her lips, a beret cocked sideways on her head, black-stockinged legs crossed suggestively. At least she sure sounds that way. Sciubba sits astride bass lines that insinuate themselves like a sideways glance in a smoky bar as a sensual mix of live drumming and gritty trip-hop lounge grooves skew off the side of late-night alcohol-clouded vision. The English, French, Spanish, and German-language lyrics and Weill/Brecht-meets-Baja Marimba Band horns only add to the delirious dislocation. With a sophisticated electronic palette, Brazilian Girls exude that hip retro-future sound that propelled Deee-Lite back in 1990. Hopefully they won't also be one-hit wonders. --John Diliberto