Sergio Mendes' 1978 album finds the Brazilian superstar somewhat adrift.
Magic Lady is total disco fluff that sounds like it was made by the house band on the lido deck of the Love Boat. Every track has the same frothy beats and cooing vocal combo topped off with shimmering strings, synth-drum fills, and choogling percussion. By the time the disc is over, you sort of have to admire
Mendes and company for so fully appropriating the disco ethic and becoming a faceless disco machine. Only the occasional piano run that peeks out from behind the sequins gives any clue that
Mendes was once a semi-respected musician. Not that respect will pay the bills. By the '70s, jazz sure didn't, nor did bossa nova.
Mendes did the best he could, and by late-'70s standards, the album isn't too disgraceful. ~ Tim Sendra