Holy shit, when did she get so hot?
It is definitely inappropriate for me to want to fuck a just-turned-19 year old.
Girl: Do you like to hurt? ‘cause I do.
Conor: I DO! I DO TOO!
- Bright Eyes - Live Recordings.
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Haha, what a great moment. He sounds so excited by the prospect.
And:
“Just keep touching me, just keep touching me. Can you keep me? Can you keep me…singing?”
Interesting how powerful I find it ‘cause I fucking hate that song.
Musical genius is all about the context. Put Conor Oberst on Austin City Limits and it’s like, “Wow, guy’s a genius.” Put him on the subway, and it’s like, “Shut up, dude! I’m trying to read Harry Potter.
I watched this last night and really liked it, despite it’s frequent bouts of corniness and the presence of Malin Akerman - who I’ve never been able to stand - though my tolerance level for her has certainly risen with this film.
Then again, maybe I only liked it because Sam is a babe, and it reminded me of my life (albeit, displaced to NYC - which is far cooler), in a depressing but comforting way.
If I had to choose ten people in the word I could sleep with…she would clock in somewhere between four and seven.
Samantha, not Lindsay, obvs.
Gah, misplaced my DVD of the first season. Wanted to watch it again so badly!
…And then I split. ‘Cause I’m a creepy, cranky old man. And I don’t love children anymore.
I used to. But now I just want peace and quiet.
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- Conor Oberst.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_LjBdZu6-3I&feature=channel_video_title
So glad I’m not the only one that doesn’t dig children. Haha.
Also, Tumblr is bad for me. I haven’t gone through a bout of Conor-Oberst-Lovin’ like this since I was a teenager. Goddamn.
(via ohh-nostalgia)
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Conor Oberst
—'dick in your mouth'
Conor Oberst - “Don’t open you’re mouth unless…”
My itunes tells me this is from Munich, Germany 15/11/04.
Anyone have actual video footage?
Curse you, Ilene Chaiken for butchering what could have been a really interesting character.
Bright eyes took the stage, led by a be-hoodied and bitter-looking c-dog (em’s affectionate nickname for mr oberst)…
I decided it would be a good idea to streak and when em brought me another whiskey and the band struck up “lover I don’t have to love” I decided that god wanted me to do it. what perfect way to punctuate a song about casual sex, loneliness and a lack of caring about the universe than random nakedness? emily, being the mom-like tour manager that she is, reacted first with doubt but then after thinking it through and looking at the way the show and crowd were progressing decided that “this needs to happen for so many reasons”. the voices in my own head were somewhat of a blur, but it was a familiar “something interesting has to take place now” kind of amanda head-refrain. so I waited til the song ended, got undressed, walked to the middle of the stage, and made out with conor oberst for ten seconds. he quite seemed to enjoy it, and he was an amazing kisser even if he’s a brat. I was pried away by a burly security guy who didn’t seem to think it was at all funny and told to get the fuck out of the tent so we went back to the bar and I freestyle-rapped a song about how emily is the best tour manager in the world. I did talk to c-dog before his entourage left but I think “all sorts of inebriated” wouldn’t suffice to explain his state. gone, just gone……gone.
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- From Amanda Palmer’s 2005 Glastonbury blog post.
http://dresdendollsdiary.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html
HOW THE FUCK DID I FORGET ABOUT THIS FOR SO LONG?
Still never found pics/video.
I’d like to please everyone, if possible. And impress them. And, uh, tuck them in at night. Marry their sister. All of it.
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- Conor Oberst
Haha. Rad.
