Donovan book signing @ Tower on Sunset
Monday November 28
In town to promote an autobiography (part of a publicity blitz that also included a concert the following night) America’s favorite Welsh troubadour Donovan came to Sunset to sign copies of his tome. But who are these crumpled and worn, Neil Young-looking old farts shuffling around Tower records dressed in velour and grasping weathered copies of “From a Flower to a Garden”? Where are these guys the rest of the year? Long after they’re dead the smell of patchouli and burnt banana peels will emanate from their bones. If this is the Devendra crowd in forty years, my kids are going to give me a real hard time(SOC)
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