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I mentioned the
album to my friend Franklin, and he said that the really great record was
the one before Streethawk, pronouncing “great” with the
kind of emphasis you reserve for when you’re trying to convey that
you’re not using the word lightly. Like the ungrateful, pitiful, self-interested
reader of reflexive narratives that I am, I was more disappointed that I
hadn’t heard about Destroyer earlier than I was keen to go find out
now that everybody else already knew. This is the very definition of childish,
I know, but I blame the culture, and that’s my story, and I’m
sticking to it. Even us big babies know when our habits are costing us pleasure,
though, and so when I went up to Canada in late April,
on a trip where so much stuff had happened before I’d even set foot
outside the Winnipeg airport that writing much more about it would require
an unjustifiably long footnote, I
took along a notebook in which I’d scribbled the words “more Destroyer
albums in Canada” on some random page. And when I asked about Destroyer,
I learned that every man, woman and child in Winnipeg knows that Daniel
Bejar is a man in possession of a very special talent for doing something
that nobody else, really, is doing, and that the album he released before
Streethawk is considered a total knockout by everybody who’s
heard it, which isn’t that many people, because he released it on Catsup
Plate records.
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