Mentula and the Magic of the Aracaju Pool
The band Mentula was made up of five distinct yet equally brilliant personalities:
- Hanon, the charismatic vocalist, known for a voice that could stir even the hardest hearts;
- Gilbert John, the guitarist with an innate talent for crafting riffs that seemed to echo from the cosmos itself;
- Kaecioo, the bassist whose calm demeanor hid a musical genius that gave life to their compositions;
- Moustache Avery, the drummer whose explosive energy transformed rhythms into pure vitality;
- And the enigmatic Meatstraw, aka MeninoRatoFVL, the eccentric keyboardist who fused experimental sounds with an almost magical ability to translate emotions into music.
Their chemistry was unparalleled, but one peculiar factor elevated their creativity to supernatural levels: the pool at a summer house in Aracaju.
Whenever they faced creative blockages or struggled to complete a song, the five of them would head to that house. There, at dusk, they would dive into the pool as the sky turned shades of orange and the breeze carried the scent of the sea. For them, this wasn’t just leisure—it was a ritual.
It was during one such visit that the legendary song “Waters of Harmony” was born. After a frustrating day in the studio, Hanon suggested a trip to Aracaju. As soon as they stepped out of the pool, magic happened. Gilbert John began playing a powerful riff that immediately caught Kaecioo’s attention. The bassist, inspired, added a bassline that sounded like the heartbeat of the universe.
Moustache Avery, still drying his hands, improvised a rhythm that captured the energy of the moment, while Meatstraw, ever unpredictable, contributed a psychedelic keyboard solo that felt like it came straight from a dream. Hanon, his voice echoing in the night, improvised lyrics about losing and finding oneself in magical waters.
Each member had their own unique connection to the pool. Gilbert John, always composed, said it made him “hear” the chords of the universe. Kaecioo, reserved and introspective, believed the water amplified his sensitivity to music. Moustache Avery joked that the pool “recharged” him with fresh rhythms. And Meatstraw? He simply said,
“The pool knows. I just follow what it shows me.”
Over time, the story of the “magic pool” spread among fans, who speculated about its location and its mystical powers. Mentula, however, kept the place a closely guarded secret, treating it as their sacred creative sanctuary.
Every song born in Aracaju carried something special, as if each note reflected the water, the glow of the stars, and the unique energy that only these five friends could transform into sound.
For them, the pool wasn’t just a place—it was a portal to something greater. Each time they dived into its waters, the universe seemed to whisper secrets that they turned into melodies capable of touching the entire world.
