Here’s a video of #ConorOberst and friends playing a secret show a couple weeks ago at Krug Park here in Omaha. The songs are “Money Lenders in the Temple” from his first solo record, and “Laura Laurent” from Lifted.. by Saddle-Creek on facebook
and I hate to say it, but I do fear she might be right. I too have probably referred to an oven as an ‘ovs’ at least once in my life.
DISCLAIMER: I’m not as funny as he is.
When I throw back my head and howl
People (women mostly) say
But you’ve always done what you want,
You always get your own way
— A perfectly vile and foul
Inversion of all that’s been.
What the old ratbags mean
Is I’ve never done what I don’t.
So the shit in the shuttered chateau
Who does his five hundred words
Then parts out the rest of the day
Between bathing and booze and birds
Is far off as ever, but so
Is that spectacled schoolteaching sod
(Six kids, and the wife in pod,
And her parents coming to stay)…
Life is an immobile, locked,
Three-handed struggle between
Your wants, the world’s for you, and (worse)
The unbeatable slow machine
That brings what you’ll get. Blocked,
They strain round a hollow stasis
Of havings-to, fear, faces,
Days sift down it constantly. Years.
