#13 – Serguei – Eu sou psicodélico

from Eu sou psicodélico (Continental, 1968)

Original lyrics:

Eu sou psicodélico
(Eu sou psicodélico)
A vida para um hippie é mais vida
O mundo é uma flor
Sem espinhos e sem dor
Plantada com amor

Eu sou psicodélico
(Eu sou psicodélico)

Pra mim o universo é um jardim
Também quero ser assim
Azul, vermelho, amarelo, branco da paz!
A paz colorido bélico
Eu sou psicodélico
A paz colorido bélico
Eu sou psicodélico

Eu sou psicodélico
(Eu sou psicodélico)

A vida para um hippie é mais vida
O mundo é uma flor
Sem espinhos e sem dor
Plantada com amor

Eu sou psicodélico
(Eu sou psicodélico)

Translated lyrics:

I’m psychedelic
I’m psychedelic
Life for a hippie is more alive
The world’s a flower
Without stains and no pains
Seeded with love

I’m psychedelic
I’m psychedelic

For me the universe is a garden
I also wanna be like that
Blue, red, yellow, white peace
A colorful peace bellic
I’m psychedelic
A colorful peace bellic
I’m psychedelic

This one is a little treat to the readers of this blog. I thought I should start this post saying “they don’t show it on that super cool Brazilian compilation, don’t they?”. But maybe they have already showed it, I don’t know.

But anyway, it usually bothers me that when you look to Brazil in the 60s and 70s, especially with a foreign look, you get a really distorted vision of what people really enjoyed. Tropicália was well known, but it was an avant-garde style and most of its musicans softned over the years. People listened mostly to Jovem Guarda, some samba/soul that populated the TV. It is just like watching Austin Powers and asking yourself where the hell THAT 60s came. Well, those WERE the 60s. All that camp stuff was the 60s.

The same with Brazil. Serguei is a controversial figure in Brazilian music, he usually is not taken serious, even by himself, I guess. His main achievement in life, so he says, is that he slept with Janis Joplin in the United States in the late sixties. But considering Joplin’s looks, I must say I don’t know if that story is something to be bragging about (the story also says she was almost asleep). But Serguei is an irreverent figure and should be looked with more than contempt. So, if you want to listen to it, take a look at the video above.

I’m breaking out only once of Souljazz’s Brazil 70 compilation. Tomorrow I’ll come back to it.

Just to end it though, Serguei’s artistic name is a pun in Brazil. His actual name is Sergio, I guess, but Serguei sounds like the phrase “to be gay” in Portuguese, as the verb to be is ser. In the 60s, I must say this must have sounded way radical, perhaps we should recover his irreverence.

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