Some words don't travel well. They are so deeply woven into the fabric of a culture that to translate them is to diminish them. In German, it’s Fernweh, the ache for distant places. In Japanese, Komorebi, the sunlight that filters through the trees. And in Brazil, it is perhaps the most beautiful word of all: Saudade.

This isn’t just a guide to finding music in Rio; it’s an invitation to immerse yourself in the living history of Bossa Nova, starting from the very ground beneath your feet.