On Conor Oberst *

* Not literally.

I'm sitting backstage and procrastinating, so I figur I'll blog about soemthign I care deeply about: Indie music. Specifically, Bright Eyes. I should point out that Bright Eyes is my SECOND favorite band (Rilo Kiley is greater), but that Conor Oberst, who basically IS Bright Eyes, is maybe my favorite person in the world right now. He just released a solo album, which is amazing, and one of those songs was on Gossip Girl. Even though Gossip Girl is not nearly as good as the OC, the fact that they had that song,and one by Jenny Lewis last, was nice. (I saw Jenny Lewis with Johnathan Rice in concert. They were so cute together! I kind of want to be her.) Oberst is really a genius. I was listening to the stuff he did when he was 15 and thought... fuck am I inadequate...but that's OK. Because every time I listen to one of his songs a little piece of me comes back to life, a little piece that gets killed every time I walk into another soul-crushingly boring class. So, thanks Conor Oberst for being amazing. Please don't overdose and die. Speaking of singers who should not die in the near future, Pete Doherty is out of jail, though I doubt on the straight and narrow. Which is sad, because it's unhealthy for him, but I wonder if his self-destructive behavior contributes to the greatness of his songwriting (same for Conor Oberst, Bob Dylan, any other singers I like who do drugs ,which I guess is probably all of them) and in that case, should he stop? If the drugs help him make the world a less awful place, is it worth it, for him and for us?
Oh, by the way, nonexistent readers, you should got to 236.com. It's amazing.
Love,
Me