Marcio Faraco

At his best, Marcio Faraco exudes the kind of undulating, guitar-driven gentility that slips past your defenses as only a Brazilian singer can. Before you know it, you're feeling dreamy, and the world's a place filled with kind people and beautiful places. Yes, it's an illusion, but Faraco's delicate and precise singing gives it life. Interior, for all its introspection, never falls into a rut -- though it does slip into pointlessly slick bossa nova once or twice. Still, on the whole, the album's a charmer -- and Faraco a welcome discovery.