Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Conor Mullen Oberstis an American singer-songwriter best known for his work in Bright Eyes. He has also played in several other bands, including Desaparecidos, Norman Bailer, Commander Venus, Park Ave., Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band, Arab Strap and Monsters of Folk. Oberst was named the Best Songwriter of 2008 by Rolling Stone magazine...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionFolk Singer
Date of Birth15 February 1980
CityOmaha, NE
CountryUnited States of America
If you think about Protestant and Catholic or Shiite and Sunni, they are basically the same thing... one eats with their left hand, the other eats with their right hand.
Art is basically communication, and I think everyone who's a music lover has had that experience where a record or a recording has kept you company when no one else is around. And I think that is what I'm hoping that people get out of my music.
So we decided we'd basically go on tour twice and play the same places.
And we will share a drink. Yeah we will share our fears and they will know how I love them. They will know how I love. They will know how I love them. I am nothing without their love.
I want a lover I don't have to love
We're all too busy working, entertaining ourselvesforty hours television and prescription pillswell I take two a day to make my brain behaveIt never does but who's to say at least my doctor gets paid.
We're all too busy working, entertaining ourselves forty hours television and prescription pills well I take two a day to make my brain behave It never does but who's to say at least my doctor gets paid.
From that job that makes you sleepback to the thoughts that keep you awake...
From that job that makes you sleep back to the thoughts that keep you awake...
I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers/ And laid entwined together in a bed of clover/ Left there to sleep/ Left there to dream of happiness.
Cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly but its happining.
But these are days we dream about, when the sunlight paints us goldAnd this apartment could not be prettier as we danced up there alone
But these are days we dream about, when the sunlight paints us gold And this apartment could not be prettier as we danced up there alone
Well, winter's gonna endI'm gonna clean these veins againSo close to dying that I finally can start living