Bahia is Ana Carla Maza’s second studio album. It opens with Habana, a tribute to the Cuban capital, where she was born 26 years ago, to a Chilean father, lush musician, Carlos Maza, and a Cuban mother, guitarist, Mirza Sierra. “Cuba is a volcano,” said the father. “Havana is madness,” replies the girl. Of course, Havana is the Malecón, this boulevard on the Atlantic coast, which receives the spray from the Everglades. However, the city coils around a bay, very closed, protected, safe: Bahia, the rear part of a human, port, cosmopolitan Habana Vieja, crossed by mixtures that have spread from Africa to Brazil.