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"Barulho, which means noise in Portuguese, is not audible noise, it is the interior noise, which hurts the soul.
It is the noise of lack of self-confidence, of doubt. It is what you internally hear when you ask.
Barulho is I hate myself but I want to live, to discover the world, to be happy !
Barulho is also the apetite for Life.
Barulho is this mix between Joie de Vivre and Melancholy, between desire for self destruction and desire of being healthy.
Barulho is me and I am like Barulho torn, between these two extremities.
Do not try to find a sense to the music. Just try to feel it. There is no sense behind the notes, it is only the fruit of temporal inspiration and improvisation.
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