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The Tim Lewis Band / Bio

The all new, redesigned, up to the minute, just off the press, revision of the Tim Lewis Band Fairy Tale, as seen on TV, some restrictions may apply, some unlawful assembly required.

Once upon a time there were three gifted but discouraged and very lonely musicians. Each one alone was a dedicated and talented being. Each one alone would gaze often at the beautiful and powerful moon in it's many magnificent phases. Are you with me? Did I mention they were each unto themselves and unto no one else, alone, separate, by themselves and accompanied by no one? Now then, the paths of these musicians one day crossed.

They each had one idea in common, not two, not one and a half but yes one singular and solitary idea. To create beautiful music to share with the world. As their new friendship began there was a full blue moon shining in the night sky. The color blue indicates purity. The moon itself represents the magic and mystery of the universe. The three were then hopelessly lost in the forest. They banded together reviewing each one's steps and happily led themselves out of the forest. Although some what dizzy from their journey, the merriment continued.

Being as they were so happy to get out of the woods as it were, they decided to live out their lives in the clearing never to venture aimlessly about the countryside without one another's company ever again. That is until sightings of the large furry creature known as Big Daddy Thumper were reported and they scurried off as quickly as humanly possible - bumping into one another repeatedly before embarking on the next leg of their journey together.

Before continuing with our story, I should point out that they ran in three different directions. Changing courses several times before entering, yes, you guessed it, not one, not two, not seventeen and a half but three entirely different forests.

Being hopelessly lost once again, they foraged about and made their homes in trees for the duration. What the duration was and how long it would take to decipher wasn't quite clear but it nevertheless took 36 six passings of the moon to conclude.

It was during this time, wide eyed villagers would gather around campfires and tell wildly exaggerated tales of the strange and wondrous tree dwellers that sang to the heavens. Such mournful and beautiful melodies were these that they became legend.

Now, sitting back in an overstuffed, ridiculously expensive easy chair bought with company expense account that will most likely be repossessed upon termination of employment, a favored libation in one hand, a fine Cuban cigar in the other, one would think that upon reaching legendary status the TLB three would have rested comfortably upon their respective laurels, gathered sufficient nuts and berries to live out their days
comfortably snoozing amongst the Wildebeest and Southern Migration of Water Fowl inhabiting the trees... But no!

As luck, fate, pestilence, Vegas odds or luck of the draw - whichever is better, God or the sheer insanity of living in this Era as opposed to any other Era and not counting future Generations of Era Specific Inhabitants, living amongst the hoards in this wondrous but very uncertain world (take your pick, your religious views are no concern of the storyteller, publisher or the general populace - who could care less for your existence, but the nice Barrister will serve you an overpriced, half filled cup of coffee if you like. Otherwise you may be cited, fined and jailed for loitering if you are found aimlessly wandering about or otherwise reading this on the street).

Ah, but this isn't a political rant is it? Why it's about the TLB three, remember them?, yes, those silly sots. Onward through the fog!
One day, the arrival of a Canadian logging company , which shall henceforth be known for the purposes of storytelling as "A Canadian Logging Company", interrupted the otherwise peaceful routine of forest life which once again sent the three scurrying off..... Refer to the aforementioned bit about scurrying and you'll get the idea.

They hadn't learnt much from their time in the forests , poor chaps. Quite unfortunate for unwitting squirrels and other poor creatures of the forest not aware enough to duck and cover..... And then..... The fire that burnt two and a half forests completely to the ground. Not a pretty sight by any account..... And these accounts come from the survivors of the mayhem, who recounted as best they could before lapsing into coma.....

When the smoke finally cleared, the dead were buried and the embers were cool enough to walk on, the three had a clear view of the devastation and happily discovered each others whereabouts.

Once reunited they returned to their original journey with renewed vigor and purpose.....

Sightings of the merry three have been reported once every blue moon..... Dancing, singing and living happily ever after.....

General Info

Band Members
Tim Lewis
Artist Name
The Tim Lewis Band
Home Page
Active Since
Singer Songwriter / Modern Country / Southern Rock And Blues

Contact Info

Upland, CA
Tim Lewis

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