Recorded/Mixed at Casa de Lo-fi. Mastered by Chris Hanzsek. Artwork by Melinda Brinker. All hail analog.

Holographic Feel

Inspired by Eckhart Tolle’s "The Power of Now." Recorded and mixed on the Tascam 388 at Casa de Lo-fi. All hail analog.

Mastered by Chris Hanzsek. Artwork by VK. Graphic design by Sam Moody.

“If God were wanting to hide, he would’ve put himself in man—because it’s the last place he would look.”

The Power of Now

Single from Mighty was Your Light (EP) // Release Date 12.6.2020

Artwork by my son.  Special thanks to Jesse Gilmore and everyone at Santa Rosa Records, Chris Hanzek, Jordan Essary, and Mike Parish @ 424 Recording. Recorded on four-track cassette — all hail analog.

Get the single @ https://bobbytlewis.bandcamp.com/track/moon-pie-single

Watch the video @ https://youtu.be/luIij0ETOuI

Moon Pie (Single)

“Hi Bobby, this is Mom! I just want to call you and say hello. And, I hope you’re not working too hard and you get some rest. Anyway, we’ll check you later. And, sometime maybe we’ll get together and have yogurt together for breakfast. Love ya! Bye.”

Sunday

Bedside visions
Right side hope
They see them visitin’
Death takes its toll
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
Hmmm...

I hear our filters
Are like a rock in the stream
Of consciousness river
Flowing through you.
Flowing through me.
Hmmm...
Hmmm...

Go through the tunnel
Outside the window
Follow them, soul.

Who?
Who?
Who?
Hmmm...

Well, I don’t know
To what it amounts
But, it sounds like our sufferin’
Ends with an easy way out. Out!
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
Hmmm...

Go through the tunnel
Outside the window
Follow them, soul.

Who?
Who?
Who?
Hmmm...

Fenwick's Art Of Dying

I don’t know where you are.
I just know, it’s far in a dusty road.
It’s where you are.
It’s who you are.
I know love is lost, in a winding road.

And, that bird!
Dropped at my feet.
Taken away from its nest as a gift for me.
Near my home.
And, Fannin Street.
She saw her mother in love with eyes of gold.

All is not lost.

Rhome, TX

Music Video
https://youtu.be/luIij0ETOuI

Lyrics
But in my mind, it’s okay.
Baby, it’s alright.
Whoo-hoo!
It’s the moonlight for our way!
Baby, it’s alright.
Whoo-hoo!
Whoo-hoo!

While chasing sound, lost my truth and all I found.
Which way to go?
A lone love.
A long, lonely journey.
Looking back, it could have gone another way.

But in my mind, it’s okay.
Baby, it’s alright.
Whoo-hoo!
It’s the moonlight for our way!
Baby, it’s alright.
Whoo-hoo!
Whoo-hoo!

Moon Pie

Most of this EP was recorded in 2014, shortly after my son was born. I recorded it next to the crib that my parents bought for him. I figured it wasn't good enough to release, so I shelved it. I was still finding my voice. It is far from perfect.

The next few years were some of the most challenging that I have ever experienced. I lost a lot during that time, including my mom, dad, and little sister, who died in a car accident.

Sorting through the collective aftermath of so much loss and the joy of knowing my sweet son, I started playing music again. During a late-night recording session, "Fenwick's Art of Dying" was captured. Based on a book about near-death experiences, death is painted as a second chance. Fittingly so, it finds a place on this EP.

These songs are dedicated to my loving mom. May her wave goodbye featured on the cover be a mere "see you later."

I hope that you enjoy.

Bobby

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Special thanks to Jesse Gilmore and everyone at Santa Rosa Records, Chris Hanzek, Jordan Essary, and Mike Parish @ 424 Recording. Recorded on four-track cassette — all hail analog.

Mighty Was Your Light

Save me.
Why won’t you save me from this town?

Save me.
Why won’t you save me from this town?

Don’t know where I could go?
Some place to call my home?
Bury my head in the sand.
Rest quiet and wait for death.

Save me.
Why won’t you save me from this town?

Save me.
Why won’t you save me from this town?

Where are you all my life?
Cold despair tonight.
Old enough to know the game.
Old enough to walk away.

Some do hold it, though it’s hard to say.
Some do hold it, though it’s hard to say.
Some do hold it, though it’s hard to say.

Los Angeles

I hit record and experience what happens. And such is life. All hail analog.

Bobby T. Lewis

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