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.

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