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In the 1960s, whether you liked it or not, there were one or two songs that entered the consciousness without actually opening the doors to let them in; they seemed to just filter in through the gaps in the wood and managed to stay there. One such song was a Brazilian bossa nova, created in collaboration between the American jazz saxophonist Stan Getz and the Brazillian guitarist Joao Gilberto, with a featured vocal by Gilberto's then wife Astrud, effectively translating the lyrics her husband sang into English. There was something thoroughly engaging about the performance on the record, even to someone who was almost totally wrapped up in the rock music of the period. The song is synonymous with elevator music, played in supermarkets and hotel lobbies throughout the world, but on closer inspection, it really is quite a beautiful and curious classic.