So I repeat here my congratulations to those gentlemen who, in foolish theory of the constituent, are paid precisely to guarantee my freedom in the face of the inherently despotic and censorship tendency of the State. Congratulations, congratulations again, a thousand congratulations. Because the censorship that Your Excellencies promoted throughout the year is finally introjected. Not only in myself, but also in several artists I talk to and who, upon learning that I was composing “O pagode do Barroso”, advised me to prepare a small bundle and leave the books I intend to read in the tropical gulag already separated.
Confessed my (wow!) defeat, and after a few sighs of resignation , behold, I hear the melancholy markings of the deaf. The nervous cavaquinho is the responsibility of the dean of the court, Gilmar Mendes. Fachin plays reco-reco. The tambourine is under the responsibility of the discreet Nunes Marques. And Rosa Weber was the domain of the triangle. And what else am I seeing from here? I can not believe! But that’s right, folks: Ricardo Lewandowski is in charge of the agogô.
With you, the 11 members of the group
Only To Censor, in a version of the classic “A Barata” .
