Carioca

A record that walks into the room like warm dusk over a neon-dipped Rio skyline. Carioca moves with liquid hips and knife-edge intention — a mosaic of brass sweat, twilight synths, and rhythms that feel half-remembered from a dream you swear you lived in another life.

There’s a sly elegance in every phrase, a sideways grin behind every groove. Melodies flicker like reflections on water; percussion lands with that unmistakable city swagger — effortless, but sharpened.

It’s an album of late-night wanderings and long-shadowed alleyways, of samba ghosts reimagined through a modern, high-voltage lens. Artful, magnetic, and dripping with atmosphere, Carioca is less a listen than a cinematic glide through a world humming with colour and consequence.

A cult-classic mood, reborn with teeth.