Johnny Guitar String

My sister and I rolled down a hill, to find a river song.
We found many humans and musical instruments.
Mr Vest and Johnny Guitar String.
Here is our evidence.

Whitley

The Beautiful Girls

The Cat Empire

Neon Ankle Socks

Paul French & Brendan McCarthy.
People may know them as the band, French & McCarthy.
Two kind boys who are always such a treat to see.
The three of us made the most of their short return to the West, from their new home town, Melbourne.
With Mr French sporting shorter locks and BJ McCarthy carrying fresh new ideas, we decided it was time for another promotional shoot.
Turning our heads and decoding graffiti.
Playing pool until the sun said goodbye.
And capturing the perfect sunset and sillhouette.
It was all abit fun really.

Shabop Shalom

A mysterious hippie bearded fairy has been playing wonderful music through my ears.
He is teeny tiny, with trails of ink to tell his tales.
This music has played through my ears and opened my mind into a world where I have become enthralled with.
In mid January two thousand and ten, a great friend of mine who goes by the name of Helga at times, travelled to Sydney with me to see this musician perform live at a sideshow.
The sideshow was performed at The Metro Theatre.
He later played big day out, with a little set of 40minutes, where we returned back to the west.
We were very lucky to catch this fellow twice in his travels.

A front row welcomed
A memory tattoed.
A little yellow spider.
A long haired child.
A setlist stolen.
And a sight to behold.

This is, the magical Devendra Banhart.

Neighbour Cattis & Newtown

Deep in the jungle of Newtown apartments on Alice Street, lives Neighbour Cattis.
With whiskers that tell tales of wisdom and a tail that points left and right,
It these creatures who run this funny place.
One day Neighbour Cattis decided it was time for a new hat.
He walked from his wondrous abode in search of a tricky market in Annandale.
Little did he know that his treck would take many hours and steps.
Little did he also know that the markets had not been open for the past two years.
If he had known he would have packed a roast lunch.
He became tired, so he waved down a mr taxi man.
Soon enough he arrived at an inner city market.
There were no hats.
So he bought a bonsai tree.