
Okay, so obviously it's far too late for me to introduce the thoughtful and incomparably beautiful Bright Eyes to any of you music fans out there. I'm not delusional, odds are if you listen to music you heard of Bright Eyes years ago. Which is fine by me because - if you hadn't caught on yet - I absolutely fucking adore Bright Eyes, I really, truly do. As far as I am concerned, Bright Eyes is pure poetry set to music. Gorgeous, and heart breakingly so.
I am not expecting to tell you anything you don't already know, or play for you anything you haven't already heard. This post is about reflection and appreciation. About nostalgia, and what we once were, and what we've become. Throughout the past few years many things have changed in my life: my family, my friends, my loves, my interests and appearance and the way I see the world, all of these things have shifted radically, but my music has always been a constant. My favorite songs can't hurt me, my songs cannot die, my songs will not grow up and change to the point that I have nothing in common with them. They are never a disappointment, and their beauty never fades. Musical notes dangle from my heartstrings; I feel most alive with the heavy thud of bass pounding in my chest.
The music of Bright Eyes has had a particularly strong impact on me, being my first window into the world of indie music I am so delighted to inhabit today. Even now, Conor Oberst's voice is capable of bringing me to tears both of joy and sadness. I was introduced to Bright Eyes at the beginning of high school by a close friend at the time and, I must admit, at first I was definitely not impressed. Luckily, my friend had much better taste than I did at that time and wasn't dissuaded. A few listens later I began to realize that my judgment had been superficial and uneducated, the error of my ways became clear. The well thought out, dark, and eloquent prose that Conor Oberst calls lyrics are always delivered convincingly and the emotion of them is conveyed effortlessly by his perfectly flawed voice. The music is often more of an experiment than anything else, a consistently fascinating combination of instruments, computers, and obscure background noise.
Now, go on about your day, but try to take a little time to love your music and appreciate everything it does for you. Be Grateful For This Day. :)
No Lies, Just Love by Bright Eyes
Ship In A Bottle by Bright Eyes
The Trees Get Wheeled Away by Bright Eyes
Take It Easy (Love Nothing) by Bright Eyes
Devil Town by Bright Eyes



