TWRP

Their story is rooted in the origins of the Big Bang and their costumes seem to come straight out of an 80s cartoon. The future in retro mode is their credo. Add a good dose of madness, a sense of celebration that would make the disco years pale, an assumed rock, a completely funk groove and you get TWRP, pronounced "twerp", obviously.

Hidden under their imposing masks, each member tells his own story. Sometimes it fits, sometimes not. Like when they talk about the mysterious origin of their band, originally called Tupper Ware Remix Party. First words spoken by the drummer when he arrived on Earth? Was it a name chosen at random by the emblematic singer Dr Sung? It's impossible to know. But if there's one thing the members of this completely whimsical band agree on, it's their mission on Earth.

Because yes, TWRP has set out on an almost endless quest: to wipe out boredom and re-groove the world to bring it eternal pleasure. When you put it like that, it sounds a bit crazy, but when you listen to them, it makes sense. Because the quartet, simply unclassifiable, brings a contagious good mood with its completely assumed retro vibe. The guitars clash in virtuoso riffs, the synthesizer takes all the space and the rhythms pulsate. We find ourselves projected onto a dancefloor where old funk, electro and classic rock converge in a palpably modern science-fiction universe. 

In concert, these four space travellers play their characters to the full. Synchronised choreographies, stories to sleep on another planet, they embark on their dancing universe with a single guitar chord. A concept as disconcerting as it is delicious, divinely funky and which immediately leaves a smile on the lips and a lasting feeling of feel good in the hearts.