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...like a Spandex-clad Hungarian weightlifter downing a shot of whiskey and somersaulting onto a horse’s back, shouting “Huy!” with a slap.
Inspired by the content of their next song, "Spelunking," Veirs and the Tortured Souls affixed headlamps to their heads and asked for every light to be turned out.
While there's a lot to be said for preserving an artist's original sound, after four releases to his name, one might say that it's about time Devendra Banhart has decided to try on a full studio sound for size.
It's a sound coming out of the darkness, a scratchy phonograph at the end of its cycle, wound up ...
