I go on kicks sometimes (frequently) when all I want to listen to is Destroyer. Youtube is terrible for satisfying that. I mean, there are songs on there, but no videos (I have hair-ogling needs that must be met). I guess he isn’t one for traipsing around in front of a camera all the time. Except for the time he did it in this movie, which results in this clip:
Consider it queued.
superglue gumshoe 