I was just reminded that I've always had a mad crush on John Linnell.
Here's him young, when he was just breaking into mainstream success:
And here's him hella changed, recently:
I'd sleep with him in a heartbeat in either state. I'd even celibately do his dishes or clean his carpet or paint his house. His way of moving and his band's lyrical grasp of absurdity and intellect and silliness...he makes me stupid and acquiescent.