Saturday, August 13, 2011

Shining Oculars

No, I didn't take this picture.  Who do you think I am?
I went to the Bright Eyes concert on Thursday.

Good news: it was free.

Bad news: it was free.

I probably would have preferred it costing money because then there (a) wouldn't be so many people there, (b) there wouldn't be so many dumb people there, and (c) I would have been closer, because of there would have been less people.

It was an excellent concert, however.  The only thing Conor Oberst has ever done wrong is be too dramatic, which definitely showed as he made a point to introduce every one of his band members, distinguished by reverb and delay when he shouted their names and punctuated by a short jam in between introductions.

Yet it was hardly introductions.  He did all this during the encore, if I remember right.

The biggest problem was the people; they were all too happy to be at a Bright Eyes concert.  People should listen to Bright Eyes with the intent of getting so deliriously sad that they can't even think how to feel better.  But the people there were all so happy.  Or drunk.  Whatever.

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