Conor Oberst and The Mystic Valley Band Add Tourdates; There’s Nothing Funny About That Because There’s Nothing Funny About Conor Oberst

With his latest “solo album” (god knows what all those Bright Eyes records were, then) Conor Oberst perpetuating the myth of the gas-guzzling, trouble-ditching, ramblin’ man in search for meaning and purpose on the open desert road; our 28-year-old folk rock hero can’t stop rambin’ now! With a whole mess of bold statements to make good on (“There’s nothin’ that the road cannot heal,” he sings on one of his latest Dylan-channelers), Oberst has no choice but to press-on down the line. With any luck, he’ll be touring on a motorcycle.

Currently in Europe with his Mystic Valley Band in tow (that’s an awful lot of sidecars), the famously troubled troubadour has just announced an additional run of U.S. dates this fall that will kick off in Honolulu in October and take him all the way through to late November in New Orleans, which should be more than enough time for him to heal his achin’ soul . . . uh . . . from, from you know . . . all that money and fame and rock n’ roll fun he’s been saddled with all these years. Oh, and he’d better not be stopping at any bed n’ breakfasts along the way, damn it! Cuz his cred is really on the line here, don’t you think?

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