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TwainLewis

D7 disc

twainlewis.band@gmail.com

D7

by TWAIN LEWIS

Music: Stephen Rousselin & Gus Hauer

Voice: Dimitra Kontou & Gus Hauer

Lyrics: the Wipers

Mix & Mastering: Gus Hauer

Artwork : Yulia Shibirkina

© Twain Lewis – 2021



TWAIN LEWIS

Cradled with dark desires
At the dying doors of a pandemic world
Born from an electronic
Epistolary dialectic!

Bang! Bang!

they yell at us

Between swamps and snow-capped peaks
of a power plant
melt into mud, buried caves, flashes of lucidity
From Limoges to Paris - Texas

There is Twain Lewis

There's the lockdown

Then there is Twain Lewis

Can't play together. Can't make very loud noise...

Then there is Twain Lewis! We tell you. Third time!

Tinkering bits of stuff. Exchanged via network pipes.
Then there is, you know. Dodge the Dodge. Old forgotten car. Twain Lewis, a locked down industrial trip-hop duo.

A travel between worlds of stories and fables. They eat — you have to eat well! — bits of stuff exchanged via. They come together and assemble from ping to pong, and eventually forge:

5 MONKEYS, SLEEPERS, D7...