Pas de refrain. Pas de visage.
Juste un rythme qui colle au corps.

Enregistré à l’ombre, dans un lieu sans nom.
Chorégraphie sauvage. Tambours en sueur.

TICATA est une transe. Pas une chanson.

No chorus. No face.
Just a rhythm that sticks to the flesh.

Recorded in the dark, nowhere specific.
Wild choreography. Sweating drums.

TICATA is a trance. Not a track.

Pas de refrain. Pas de visage. Juste un rythme qui colle au corps. Enregistré à l’ombre, dans un lieu sans nom. Chorégraphie sauvage. Tambours en sueur. TICATA est une transe. Pas une chanson. No chorus. No face. Just a rhythm that sticks to the flesh. Recorded in the dark, nowhere specific. Wild choreography. Sweating drums. TICATA is a trance. Not a track.

TICATA (Original Mix)

🎩
Because we are all Lambda

Dupont Lambda isn’t an artist. He’s a glitch in the system.
A man in a tuxedo and bowler hat with no face. Just sound, structure, and silent control.
His music dances between dark house, distorted elegance, and digital absurdity.
He doesn’t post. He doesn’t explain.
He plays. And the room obeys.

Not a genre. A protocol.
This is Dupont Lambda.

Music

🎩 Because we are all Lambda Dupont Lambda isn’t an artist. He’s a glitch in the system. A man in a tuxedo and bowler hat with no face. Just sound, structure, and silent control. His music dances between dark house, distorted elegance, and digital absurdity. He doesn’t post. He doesn’t explain. He plays. And the room obeys. Not a genre. A protocol. This is Dupont Lambda.

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