Claudão Pilha - bateria eletrônica, guitarra, voz, capacete percussivo
Influences
Os Meldas, Os Pilhas, Estrume'n'tal, Juremas, Caipirinhas, Sexo Explícito, Ramones, The Cramps, Link Wray, The Clash, Luiz Gonzaga, o outro Luiz Gonzaga, Raul, O Lendário Chucrobillyman, Lucy and the Popsonics, Reverb All Stars, Guitar Wolf, Trashmen, Deadbolt, Lee Scratch Perry, Augustus Pablo, Jovem Guarda, New York Dolls, Bo Diddley, Jerry Lee Lewis, Carl Perkins, The Legendary Stardust Cowboy, Daniel Johnston, Billy Childish, The Specials.
Claudão Pilha. Sempre foi um melda. Até porque foi o baterista d’Os Meldas, uma das bandas mais doidas de Belo Horizonte no final da década de 80 e nos anos 90. Depois assumiu as baquetas do Estrume’n’tal, grupo de surf-punk instrumental com dois discos lançados na gringa e participações em mais de uma dúzia de coletâneas internacionais. Claudão sempre tocou sua violinha escondido e compôs para as duas bandas. Um dia deu uma doida e comprou uma guitarra. Ficou três meses olhando pra ela sem saber o que fazer. Até que resolveu tocar sozinho. Bateras seqüenciadas, guitarra na mão e o capacete percussivo na cabeça – invenção própria que ajuda a fritar o show a cada cabeçada. As músicas d’O Melda falam de bobagens (ou nem tanto) e, se divertirem as pessoas, a idéia é essa mesmo. Toscamente, a propósito.
Claudão Pilha was the drummer for Os Meldas, one of the craziest bands from Belo Horizonte in the late 1980s and through the 90s. He later hit the skins for Estrume’n’tal, a surf-punk outfit with two albums released worldwide and participation in over a dozen surf music comps from all over, and the Juremas, a 10-piece band made up of five boyfriend-girlfriend couples. Claudao had always played his acoustic guitar in the dark hours of the night when no one would see, and had written several songs for his bands. One day he flipped and bought himself an electric axe. He looked at it for three months, not quite knowing what to do, as if it were ready to bite him on the butt. Then it hit him: he would play by himself, stand-up-one-man-band style, sort of. Got himself drum sequencing software, guitar on his hand and his percussive helmet – an invention that could only have sprouted from a brain as damaged by years of beer drinking as his. His songs criticize mankind by making fun of himself, and if people have a good time listening to them, well, that’s the idea.