When logged in, click on the gear icon (which will ONLY be visible when logged in) in a profiles's header image. Then click on "Recommend Me".
You will immediately appear on the THEY RECOMMEND ME list of the person being recommended, and they will immediately appear on your I RECOMMEND THEM list.
You can likewise click on the RECOMMEND ME's that are associated with profile names on people's incoming and outgoing recommendations lists.
In addition to recommending people in and of themselves, one may ALSO recommend people categorically by clicking on these categories on CATEGORICAL IN tabs. The people you so recommend, and the specific categories, will appear via a link on your CATEGORICAL OUT tab.
This allows people to search within categories, by types of music, or locations, for example.
In order to set this up for yourself all you have to do is type any category you wish (you can make up your own) on your CATEGORICAL IN tab. You can look at the categories on any page to get an idea of what's already there.
There's a lot of spectacle in Bahia...
Carnival with its trio elétricos -- sound-trucks with musicians on top -- looking like interstellar semi-trailers back from the future...shows of MPB (música popular brasileira) in Salvador's Teatro Castro Alves (biggest stage in South America!) with full production value, the audience seated (as always in modern theaters) like Easter Island statues...
Carlinhos Brown's Museu do Ritmo (Rhythm Museum; an entertainment venue) all done up Bahian faux tribal showbiz style...glamour and glitz and press agents...
Carlinhos Brown: Man with a Shtick...er...Stick
And then there's where it all came from...the far side of the Baía de Todos os Santos (Bay of All Saints), a land of subsistence farmers and fishermen, many of the older people unable to read or write...their sambas the precursor to all this, without which none of the above would exist, their melodies -- when not created by themselves -- the inventions of people like them but now forgotten (as most of these people will be within a couple of generations or so of their passing), their rhythms a constant state of inconstancy and flux, played in a manner unlike (most) any group of musicians north of the Tropic of Cancer...making the metronome-like sledgehammering of the Hit Parade of the past several decades almost wincefully painful to listen to after one's ears have become accustomed to evershifting rhythms played like the aurora borealis looks...
So there's the spectacle, and there's the spectacular, and more often than not the latter is found far afield from the former, among the poor folk in the villages and the backlands, the humble and the honest, people who can say more (like an old delta bluesman playing a beat-up guitar on a sagging back porch) with a pandeiro (Brazilian tambourine) and a chula (a shouted/sung "folksong") than most with whatever technology and support money can buy. The heart of this matter, is out there. If you ask me anyway.
Alumínio Saturno, resident of Pitinga, Bahia, chuleiro and subsistence farmer; now with God