Years ago, I’d say in the late '90s, I was taken to a concert in Lugo di Romagna. I went mainly because I knew that a good portion of the songs performed by another artist from the same region was his (I'm referring to Airto Moreira). I also discovered that the musician in question was not just a multi-instrumentalist but a polywhatever. That summer, he showed up with his Grupo and ended the concert with a symphony of scaffolding pipes, appropriately cut to various lengths; each musician held one or two, and by striking them in sync on stage they created ...RHYTHM! (Always him) The piece I’m sharing is Bebe, the pipes are absent, kisses 😘
A música livre de Hermeto Pascoal - 01 Bebe