Arab Strap, Bright Eyes, in Brighton
Pop music is a series of cliches, walked through by would-be dreamers in a half-daze. There’s no need for most of it. Indeed, most music merely serves to add to the suffocating aura of mediocrity that suffuses our everyday existence, dogs each movement. Conner Oberst, the tormented prodigal whiz kid who fronts Bright Eyes, hugging
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