i've gotten some shit for sticking by destroyer since discovering them at sxsw in 2004. even though he hadn't heard them, fig urged me to go see them with him because he thought a band called "destroyer" would definitely be good. it was admittedly not what we were expecting, but still a good find. that same strategy didn't work out so well for him when he shelled out $25 for a DFL cd at bill's in 1998, but i guess he stuck to it. (i can't actually remember what record it was, but i'm probably being charitable when i suggest that it was DFL. anyone remember?)
UPDATE: confirmed by the man himself that it was DFL ("dead fukkin' last...one 30 minute track on the album."). one day he was playing it in his room and, almost in unison, the rest of us were like "dude, what the fuck is this?" thereafter, "DFL" was shorthand for any shitty cd of a band you'd never heard. "what is this shit? DFL? srsly."
anyway, destroyer still owns. this record is everything they do right. doms.
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