"And i'm reminded
of the time that i was blinded
by the sun
It was a welcome change
from the sight of you hanging
like a willow
off the arm of yet another
visionary prophetess
east...
Van...
punk

I didn't stand a chance
I couldn't stand at all
You looked ok with the others
You looked great on your own
It was 2002 and you couldn't be bothered"

'Painter in Your Pocket'

Some days are Destroyer days.

Dan Bejar & Co. have a monopoly on a certain mood that I wake up in from time to time. A little bit melancholy, a little vulnerable, a little defiant, a little contemplative, maybe a little blurry.

Bejar is an artiste. His music is painting, his lyrics poetry. All vivid colors and surreal landscapes, occupied by characters that all seem to be tragic, or at least tortured. And you can tell from his one-of-a-kind voice and spoken word panache that he really lives all this beauty and pain.

This song is the one that first hooked me. For those of you that aren't hip to Destroyer yet, I would start right here. 'Destroyer's Rubies' is where it's AT.

Bejar also moonlights in The New Pornographers and Swan Lake, but for me, those projects just weigh him down.