If you’re looking for whimsical, delightfully (and often darkly) ironic bossa-fied covers of Bowie and MJ, you’ve come to the wrong album. Musicas Para Churrasco showcases Seu Jorge the salty, earthy (and maybe kinda dirty) ‘70s soul god, a kind of Brazilian Barry White (he’s certainly got the basso). And it makes for one devastating album, from the chunky , gritty funk of “A Doida” to the easy, samba-fried, solid-gold disco of “Dia De Comemorar.” But as a sonic context for the first in a trilogy about suburban Brazilian life, it’s fascinating, even for an incorrigible iconoclast like Jorge.