Milton Nascimento / Ronaldo Bastos
I listen to 'Espacial' from one end to the other like someone who crosses a hall of mirrors of different types and sizes. That suggestion of constant unfolding and transformation of an image - that it's even me crossing the hall - comes to me from the variety of musical types, atmospheres, timbres or harmonic ways that's multiplying while listening; a variety that constructs and destructs itself without ever to let it be rigorously one thing only - the paradox is hardly apparent, because the heart of 'Espacial' is exactly the unity that Katia B, its author, was able to produce from the diversity of her interests. With this description I don't want to say that the music of this album is what I see in the mirrored walls. That would be diminishing it. It's also what the mirrored walls see of my journey through the hall - a particularly strong sensation when the repertoire of songs reaches the end and starts to reflect its beginning itself: a big world that is another big world which is a quay, a destiny that is another destiny which is spatial, uh... gee, I went into a trip!
Vitor Ramil
See text of Adriana Calcanhotto
