Brace yourselves. For the next six months you're going to see the doe-eyed face of Conor Oberst staring back at you from most any publication you happen to pick up. For the uninitiated, Oberst is the Nebraska wunderkind behind the collective known as Bright Eyes.
Yesterday Conor and friends released two albums, "Digital Ash in a Digital Urn" and "I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning." They're also in the midst of a three show stand at Town Hall and seemingly everywhere randomness looks. For once, though, all of the attention seems absolutely warranted.
The albums are two very different animals. "Digital Ash" is a electronic affair replete with experimental bleeps and blops and contributions from some of the biggest names in indie electronica. It's somewhat uneven and not as lyrically driven as Oberst's typical work. As a result, it's an interesting listen but somewhat uninspiring as a whole. I'm glad I listened to it first, though. After visiting its companion piece it may be a long time before I return to it.
"I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning" is a very early competitor for the best album of 2005. It's a lyrical adventure steeped in folk and Americana mixed with Oberst's emo sensibilities. It comes off as the vast and fast travelogue and diary of, well, a kid from Nebraska trying to find his way through Gotham. The jangling rhythms, the vocals sounding like they're about to plunge down the next concrete canyon, the ever exquisite harmony provided by Emmylou Harris. It all adds up to something pretty special. Don't take my word for it. The hipster bible that is Pitchfork called it "an Americana masterpiece."
None of this, however, means that I'm not going to tire of his mopey little mug.
Posted by mikewolf at January 26, 2005 04:37 PMI'm hoping he knocks it out of the park, but the reviews are very mixed. The sales move -- $7.99 each at Best Buy and I think at a few other outlets as well for the first week -- is bold and solid. It would be great if the public rallied to him.
Is he still dating Wynona, or is that over?
Posted by: Linus on January 26, 2005 04:57 PMhmmm. I've not heard any Bright Eyes records, although I've been reading about him/them for several years. I did catch the recent Austin City Limits and I was really embarrased for the little guy.
I don't see/hear what all the fuss is about.
Posted by: spinsouth on January 26, 2005 04:58 PMAhh, sweet media saturation. I myself am going to see Mr. Oberst at Town Hall tomorrow night. I really like "I'm Wide Awake..." after a couple of spins. Any album that features Jim James from My Morning Jacket and Emmylou Harris, god's gift to guest vocals, is alright in my book. I think rumors of "Digital Ash..." being an electronic album are overstated. I was expecting it to sound like Postal Service. It seems just more conventionally straightforward to me, actually. Good stuff, though.
Posted by: Jesse on January 26, 2005 05:21 PMWell, I think the electronica is an apt descriptor when compared to his previous output, ya know? I just don't expect to hear him with a synth.
Posted by: mrw on January 26, 2005 05:52 PMgod, if I've heard of him, he must be overexposed. He was in last week's Time Out New York as one of those "25 Hot in 2005" articles that every goddamn magazine does around this time of year.
Blech. His interview was mega-pretentious.
Posted by: Daniella on January 26, 2005 06:53 PMAmen to mega-pretense. The second coming of Ryan Adams.
Posted by: spinsouth on January 26, 2005 07:10 PMI was very surprised by I'm Wide Awake ... It's not at all what I expected it to be. You said you'd eat your hat if I didn't and as much as I'd like to see that, the floppy green number is safe.
Of course I'm never gonna tire of his mug either. I suspect for *entirely* different reasons.
Posted by: Dennis on January 26, 2005 07:44 PMWhile the reviews of "Digital Urn" have certainly been mixed, I don't think the same is entirely true of "Wide Awake." Case in point, a 92 from Metacritic.
Posted by: mrw on January 26, 2005 09:02 PMI'm developing a little theory about why Conor is so devisive. You either love it or walk away going "man, I just don't get that." To be honest I sometimes allow myself not to "get" it, too, so I think I understand. I'm prattling. More tomorrow, dear readers.
Posted by: mrw on January 26, 2005 11:37 PMCheck allmusic.com -- real stinker of a review, from a critic who gets it and just basically doesn't like it at all. It's a testy review that isn't mean, but basically plants its feet and says, look, the guy's all right, but not more than that.
Time will tell. I've liked what I've heard up until now and I'll be as happy as anyone if the critics stop trying to tell me he's the new Dylan, which he ain't. Because there will never be another Dylan; because that was a Golden Age, and it's over now. Just being Bright Eyes should be good enough.
Posted by: Linus on January 27, 2005 12:06 AMI think Mr. Allmusic.com (if that is your real name, sir) only marginally gets it. He's a bit jaded and the crux of his argument is that Conor isn't Cobain, Dylan, Young, McCartney, Stipe or Springsteen at their peak. Duh.
It's clearly the style (the chunky meter, the staggering rhythms, the frail warbling) that he doesn't like and those things really do make him different that the aforementioned others. It also, to my ears, makes him unique and interesting.
But what do I know. I kinda like the wallowing. I'm probably a "shallow poseur," too.
Posted by: mrw on January 27, 2005 03:39 PMHis name is Stephen Thomas Erlewine - allmusic.com bylines its reviews - and he's quite good. As far as the comparisons to Cobain, Dylan, Young, McCartney, Stipe or Springsteen at their peak, you'll want to remember that the second, the very second, that a normal person opines that Oberst is (dare we say) whiny, or precious, or not very tuneful, the trendorati leap in and cry "Oh yeah? Well what about (pick one) Cobain! Dylan! Young!"
I've always pegged Oberst as a solid cult artist, not bound or meant for the mainstream. A few odd twists and turns are bringing him a huge audience, and I hope it works out; but I don't think it will. To my ear the bulk of the reviewers who pulled him into the bright public light did so precisely because they were jaded, and he was simplicity itself taken in the light of the vast flow of dreck that is modern music.
I think it's funny that Pitchfork, which is the most asshatted and absurd of critical organs (sure they get things right, hell, we're pitching for a review there just like everyone else: but smug, trendy, and sniping? You betcha), is suddenly on the case and whooping. A bit behind the curve, boys.
By contrast, here Erlewine demystifies the mysterious with clean strokes, I think, and his opinion is clearly stated. He also reviews not only the record but also the Bright Eyes phenomenon, and I think he does it well.
"Far from being the second coming of Dylan, Oberst is as precious as Paul Simon, but without any sense of rhyme or meter or gift for imagery, puking out lines filled with cheap metaphors and clumsy words that don't scan. Supporters excuse this as soul-searching, but the heavy-handed pretension in the words and the affectedness in his delivery - not to mention the quavering bleat that's halfway between Feargal Sharkey and the Dead Milkmen's Rodney Anonymous - give the whole enterprise a sense of phoniness that's only enhanced by its unadorned production. When Oberst was swallowed in the deliberate grandeur of 'Lifted,' his drama queen theatrics fit the music, but here, they expose him for the shallow poseur he is."
I'm very curious to see how the sales go this week. Estimates range up to a preposterous 200K, I'm thinking everyone should be happy with 40K if they get that far, which is within reach.
Posted by: Linus on January 27, 2005 05:45 PMOh, I knew it was Erlewine. I was merely being cheeky.
You also seem to underestimate my own propensity towards smug, trendy and sniping :-) I'm not sure that Erlewine demystifies as much as he tries to devalue the theatrics, affectation and pretention. which, in certain doses, I adore. We'll agree to disagree...
Posted by: mrw on January 27, 2005 07:26 PMYou also seem to underestimate my own propensity towards smug, trendy and sniping...
Aha, I see. Must be the effects of hospital food.
Posted by: Linus on January 27, 2005 07:42 PMI'm sorry, Linus..did you say 7.99 each @ Best Buy? Wow...didn't think masterpieces came priced below $10.
I've been meaning to pick them up for a few weeks now, but I'm swamped mentally @ work.
Just the thing I need to jolt my ass back in gear.
BTW...did anyone see the Austin City Limits with Wilco and Bright Eyes?
Excellent programming, indeed.
Posted by: Cory on January 27, 2005 09:13 PMOoooooooh, a pissing contest!
Score so far:
Linus -- fuller bladder
Mike -- better aim
What, what, WHAT? Really? Did it come off as that? I certainly wasn't trying to get into a pissing match! I apologize, Linus, if you thought I was being jerky!
I'm simply such a self-proclaimed snob that I find Obert's delicate pretention to be quite charming. That's all!
Posted by: mrw on January 27, 2005 11:13 PMBesides, anyone who has hung around me for more than 15 minutes knows that I probably have Earth's smallest bladder.
Posted by: mrw on January 27, 2005 11:14 PMI didn't think it was a pissing contest either, just a chat. But it's a good thing I drank all that PowerAde before I started typing, I guess. I didn't think you were being jerky at all, Mike.
Posted by: Linus on January 28, 2005 01:28 PMIt was a joke guys. Or it was meant to be one.
Mea maxima culpa.
Posted by: Dennis on January 28, 2005 06:32 PMNo reason to apologize, Dennis. It got the comment count over the magical 20 barrier which hasn't happened in a while...
Posted by: mrw on January 28, 2005 07:22 PMHmph. You never comment on my blog. 8>
Posted by: Linus on January 28, 2005 07:28 PMI'd like to apologize for all the apologizing...
I'm with Linus and Erlewine. Haven't heard the discs, just a few songs on KEXP, but I saw the Wilco/Bright Eyes ACL. He's not bad, but for my taste, too much affectation, theatrics etc. Liked seeing M Ward and Jim James join him on ACL, but his sideways, oh-so-intense, through-the-bangs stares at the camera were a bit too much. Phony phony.
Oberst. Oh Brother.
Posted by: Jim on January 28, 2005 10:57 PM