October 2012
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“I still want you to vote. I’m voting for Obama. I voted for him four years ago...”
– Conor Oberst last night in Pomona, after complaining about the horrible debate/politics in general. (via oberstingwithconor)
September 2012
35 posts
Watchc-oberstquotes:
Conor Oberst doing the YMCA. Oh my godddd.. IT’S SO ADORABLE.
And he does the “C” backwards… it’s okay. We still love you.
“OK, I don’t really think this is a great closing song but we’re closing with...”
– Conor Oberst beginning ‘Milk Thistle’ and then switching immediately to ‘Lua’ Austin 9/25/12 (via imwideawakeitsmornin)
i would have been upset to hear milk thistle traded for lua honestly.
(via connyxoberst)
same but that’s nice of him haha (via oberstingwithconor)
“The whole idea that you can make someone disappear because they disagree with...”
– Conor Oberst (via intothecavernsoftomorrow)
“And so, in the immortal words of our idiotic, gun-toking, coke-snorting...”
– Conor Oberst (via oberstcult)
“And if you promise to stay conscious,
I’ll try to do the same.”
– Bright Eyes, Lua (via ohjennybo)
comediefrancaise:
God said, “Let there be Conor Oberst”
And God saw that this was good
Conor Oberst: I used to think that republicans were evil, but now I realize that the democrats are just as bad, and it's really the corporations who run our country. Our two party system is broken, and we need some radical change.
Audience heckler: What happened to your pro-Obama stance?
Conor Oberst: 4 years.
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So I’m painting my room sometime this month. I asked my mom if I could put some song lyrics on the back of my door. I was kinda nervous asking her because she’s usually the person that always says no.
She said yes though.
Hello, Landlocked Blues, Let me show you where you’ll be staying for the duration of your visit.
August 2012
68 posts
“For me, religion is, if it enhances your life—which religion should do— you...”
– Conor Oberst (via chemicalsandskin)
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I just noticed the lovely connection between these...
Nothing Gets Crossed Out: How I long to be found, the grass grew high, I laid down. Now I’m waiting for a hand to lift me up, help me stand. I’ve been laying so low, don’t want to lay here no more.
The Calendar Hung Itself: For all the ones who have left there are a few that stayed and they found me here and pulled me from the grass where I was laid.
