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The brilliance of Cuba's doo-wop princes Los Zafiros (the Sapphires) was the stuff of legend. Without a domestic retrospective of their work available, the group was the subject of two films -- finally, the world gets to hear what the fuss was about. BOSSA CUBANA is miraculous -- priceless, moving, and impeccably restored after 40 years in the basement of EGREM studios. You don't need a film to appreciate this vocal quintet who embraced the entire history of Cuban song, processed it through the then vogue sounds of the Penguins and the Platters, and acknowledged a pan-American consciousness with hints of bossa nova and calypso. Nor do you need a back story to be moved by the masterful tenor of Eduardo Elio "El Chino" Hernandez, who plays with his phrasing as one would toy with marionettes, seductive and cruel. The first notes of "Canción de Orfeo" betray the group's dark fate (a spiral of alchohol abuse and out-of-control behavior tore them apart; none of the singers would live to see 60). The eerie, reverb-laden mystery of American R&B in the early '60s is bewitchingly refracted through a tropical languor; the guitar of Manuel Galbán, heard most recently on BUENA VISTA SOCIAL CLUB PRESENTS IBRAHIM FERRER, conjures the shades of Arsenio Rodriguez and Duane Eddy. The combinations are deft and surprising, and in these self-conscious days of the Global Village, bracingly natural and unforced. These Sapphires are truly gems. Mark Schwartz, Barnes & Noble