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Goodbye, O Bruxo: Hermeto Pascoal, The Mad Sorcerer of Sound

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Farewell to Hermeto (1936–2025)

Hermeto Pascoal, Brazil’s beloved mago maluco (“mad wizard”), finally traded in his flute, pots, pans, pig squeals, and teapots for the Great Gig in the Sky on September 13, 2025, at the age of 89. Somewhere, the birds, frogs, and bus brakes of Rio are throwing a jam session in his honor — and you can bet RadioPeng would’ve been there with a mic to capture every honk, squeak, and clatter.

A Life in Technicolor Noise

Born in 1936 in Olho d’Água das Flores, Hermeto grew up with albinism in the rural Northeast, dodging farm work and instead coaxing music out of anything that made a sound: a piano, a saxophone, a kettle, a rubber duck, your aunt’s pressure cooker. If it rattled, squeaked, hissed, or clanged, Hermeto turned it into jazz.

Miles Davis once called him “the most impressive musician in the world.” And Miles wasn’t easy to impress — this is the man who once turned his back on audiences for entire concerts.

The Mad Genius

Nicknamed “O Bruxo” (“The Sorcerer”), Hermeto lived up to it by:

  • Composing for pigs and chickens (literally).

  • Leading bands like a wizard conducting chaos with a wand made from PVC pipe.

  • Writing a tune for every single day of the year, just to prove that Mondays could swing.

Even late in life, he released albums that felt like someone dropped samba, free jazz, and a carnival ride into a blender set to “tropical storm.”

Legacy of Laughter and Sound

Hermeto didn’t just make music — he made the world sound alive. He showed us that art wasn’t in the instrument, but in the ears that heard it. He gave us permission to make music with our junk drawers, our kitchens, and our backyards.

At RadioPeng, we’re all about celebrating the weird, the joyful, and the gloriously noisy — and Hermeto embodied that spirit better than anyone. His music wasn’t just notes; it was life itself, bubbling, clanging, squawking, and swinging.

So raise a glass, bang a pot, hum into a beer bottle, and shout “Viva Hermeto!” Because while the man is gone, the magic racket continues.

Written by: madwonko

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