This bottom line about Joao Gilberto is that no one will ever stop anything from rushing a melody like his voice can.
If that wasn't enough, his guitar and his glorious compositions are stellar, his renditions of Brazilian classics and Claus Ogerman's strings, in Amoroso, are without a blemish.
This is two-albums-in-one kind of thing, and for a change, you get two momentous albums. The second half, Joao shares the studio with Caetano Veloso, Gilberto Gil, Gal Costa and Maria Bethania, which guarantees that Brasil--the second album--is a treat, one of those occasions that thankfully gets recorded.
As big as Caetano and the rest of Tropicalia's first row are, the music is a pledge to Gilberto, nothing is more important than the Bossa he sings, right now, so many years ago.