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Sergio Mendes

Cerritos Center

By CHRIS ZIEGLER

Published on September 30, 2009 at 2:42am

As a kid Sergio Mendes played soccer as much as he played piano, and what but for a few missed goals would have disappeared from the concept of exotic cool if he’d gone the other direction? But of course he went with Brasil ’66 and splashed into a refined kind of immortality with “Mas Que Nada” and a bossa-nova beat that came to almost possess him bodily. 2006’s unforeseeable collabs with Pharoah Monche and Black Thought revealed old rhythms undulating anew, but this follow-up to July’s Hollywood Bowl performance should rely cheerfully on the classics.
Fri., Oct. 2, 8 p.m., 2009