The darkest, stickiest, richest mud in the universe squeezes through our toes as thousands of fiddler crabs scatter from burrows, to obscure destinations, as we come ashore. Smoke from the wood fire of the fish camp carries the smell of roasting corn. As we approach, two young fishermen in front...

The darkest, stickiest, richest mud in the universe squeezes through our toes as thousands of fiddler crabs scatter from burrows, to obscure destinations, as we come ashore. Smoke from the wood fire of the fish camp carries the smell of roasting corn. As we approach, two young fishermen in front...

I don't know how many traveling moms or dads--single or otherwise--there are in the group, but just in case, here are my tips for traveling with a teen.  The operative word here is 'A', because teens NEED other teens, so if your traveling with just one, here are some good ideas...

Fruit is intelligent. More accurately fruit trees are intelligent.

Just as the last of the ruddy, cashew fruit harvest, falls into bags and baskets... Just as the thought of sucking one more of those succulent wonders seems redundant, an almost unbearable excess... as...

By a weird twist, my trip to Guiné-Bissau has been posponed, and I am taking an unexpected detour to Marquette, Michigan. With all of these travel plan changes, I was still in Natal to catch the thrilling, final performance and art exhibit by local artist, Marcelo Gandhi,...

I love playing music! And I will play music anywhere. I insist on playing music anywhere. Natal is a city that is riding a wave of mall construction beyond belief and in every mall there is a Praça de Alimentação (food court) with a small stage at one end for local musicians to entertain consumers....

Summer vacation has begun hear in Natal and I will miss my students. This year more than any other I think. Although I say that every year. But there was something extremely illuminated about these students, many musicians in the group, and during the year there was a wave of suddenly half the class...

Some of São Paulo
A motley trio with Dudu Maia—guitar, pandeiro, cavaquinho—smile delivering the demanding riffs of Chorinho or a cool Sambinha at Feira Moderna in the Vila Madalena, and lovely, happy souls grabbing waists to whirl in and out of cavaquinho solos, Chopp, a shot of cachaça—icons...

     Last night Flor de Macambira had the pleasure of playing for the crowd at Parnamirim's annual Bull Fest (well, at least the crowd in the SEBRAE tent), which teemed with candy apples, cordel poets, saddles, horns of bulls, popcorn, cachaça, more saddles, rides, weird sized...

It's true! Everything begins with a yes!! Flor de Macambira, got the go ahead to play in the vila of Ponta Negra in two weeks, August 25th, so we will be raising the dust with some great northeastern dance music, with the help of the roots group Tiririca, from the vila, performing embolada and coco...