Radio Pamonha is a project by Laura Mello & Alexandre Fenerich


Radio Pamonha is inspired by the selling cars that can be seen in South America, Turkey, India, some countries in South Europe, etc. Cars selling food, repeating their slogan in a very special way. This repetition stamps sounds in our memories. Radio Pamonha wants to make you think about sound, about the hearing, about Sound Art and Experimental Music, about the art of listening. Radio Pamonha is positive propaganda.

Radio Pamonha comes and goes, approaches and veers away from us, is louder and then vanishes again. The same happens in our minds when we remember something. What was that again?

Radio Pamonha transposes a sound landscape into another. Is it disturbance, is it everyday life? How do people react to sounds on the street which are not sirenes or officially accepted sounds? How does the official soundscape of your country sound?


In the first edition, we played sounds by:
Jens Hecht, Heidrun Schramm, Nicolas Wiese, Manoel Pessoa de Lima, Sara Lelièvre, André de Oliveira, Mauricio Mattos, Palato Band, Leo Alves Vieira, Areliz Ramos aka Milk shk, Peter Cusack (Corvo Records), Susanna Lopez, Claudia Wegener, Sylvia Hinz, Zle Oko, Martina Bertoni, Giek_1, Caro C, Andreas Stoiber, MarieRose, Renata Roman, Wolfgang Musil, Golo Föllmer, Denise Milfont.

If you want to have your sounds played by RADIO PAMONHA, please send a link or a file to

You can also send us wishes: we will send them out to the ionosphere! Our whatsapp nrs. are: +491771956288 or +491771956265. You wish it, we demand it!


We will ride around this area, listen!

RADIO PAMONHA @ FRIDAYS 4 FUTURE Start 15:00 Hausvogteilplatz

September 20th starting 3 pm from Hausvogteilplatz through Wallstrasse to Errant Sound Gallery @ Rungestr. 20

September 21st at 4 pm starting from the Errant Sound Gallery @ Rungestr. 20.

September 20th during Fridays 4 Future and 21st between 4 and 7 pm on the streets around the Errant Sound Gallery, as part of the exhibition Sonomemo, Laura Mello and Alexandre Fenerich will be riding the EXPERIMENTAL SOUNDRIKSCHA!

We spread experimental sounds, music and sound art using different loudspeakers and speaking, like in a riding radio transmission. We make positive propaganda, we promote food for the souls.

On 5th September 2018, three days after the fire that destroyed completely the National Museum and two days before the Brazil’s Independence holiday, I’ve walked and recorded the sounds we can hear now. It was two months before the presidential elections, and the at the time candidate Jair Bolsonaro would be stabbed on the next day. This fact would help lead him to victory. The country’s feelings were high, but none of the political debate’s sides would have assurance of success.
The weather was, therefore, grey, with heavy clouds on that spring’s wednesday. I’ve arrived around 10 AM; there were few people running or strolling with dogs, homeless sleeping on the benches, sleepy cats around. The weather was, therefore, grey, with heavy clouds on that spring’s wednesday. I’ve arrived around 10 AM; there were few people running or strolling with dogs, homeless sleeping on the benches, sleepy cats around.

While entering in the park, the omnipresent traffic noise
disappeared and ducks and mallards’s sounds could be heard

Inside I have noticed a military strong presence, maybe because the fired museum had been considered, belatedly, national security’s interest. I knew that, at the same time, it would happen an university assembly for understand the next steps to take in face of the catastrophe. That fact justified, also, the presence of the army, since nobody was allowed to
enter inside the destroyed building.

I’ve avoided to walk on that direction, escaping from the politic’s buzz, but it was useless. Three women on the opposite side caught my attention. They was up in the nineteenth century bandstand, praying and walking in circles, like the three Greek Graces. They asked for the Holy Spirit of God to work cleaning that place, the state and the country.
“Everything they call destruction we call construction, my Lord” – said one of those Graces.
“Lord, save this Nation, Father!”. On the background, the sound of machines could be heard, like a working chainsaw among the believer’s voices.As a previous day for a civic holiday, a calvary troop was passing through the entire park, rehearsing for the parade. On my memory I met them before the Christian Three Graces, but the recording is implacable. It shows the horses passing first through me, a massive presence of soldiers on the usually quiet Quinta da Boa Vista, during working days.
Finally I’ve routed to the Assembly and the building – recording’s excerpt, for me, less interesting. In spite of registering the university leaders’s speech and the audience’s commentaries, those voices timbres and their content are too stereotyped. However, it is the silence between words the focus of interest, since we were all under the eyes and ears of a great number of silent policemen, army and national guard’s soldiers – a fact that made the air sti fling.
Until today, nothing or nobody has been responsible for the Imperial ancient palace’s destruction. But that tense weather, the calvary, the machines and the women’s pilgrimage were the signs of a close future, maybe still to come, which then was announced.