Cyro Baptista Remembers Naná Vasconcelos
In 1972 I was living in Amsterdam, and a friend arrived from Paris, telling me that the city was covered with posters of Naná’s face. Who was Naná?
Around that time, I was being seduced by Milton Nascimento’s albums, and intrigued by the unusual and mysterious sounds behind his voice. Who or what was that? Naná?
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