Conor Oberst is back with Ruminations
I caught an article in the local German newspaper reminding me to go have a listen. I haven’t been listening much to music nor to anyone else the last few years. The whining of hipster music can sometimes be unbearable and you wish for straight Beat out of 60th London (I keep thinking it’s the only cure).
When by yourself, Bright Eyes can be good companions and of similar influence as this guy who stabbed himself with a pair of scissors.
The Rain Follows the Plow
Till St. Dymphna Kicks Us Out