Monsters of Folk

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Conor Oberst is a wet git. Live 5 years ago he was stoned and swimming in Bourbon, barely able to strum the simplistic chord sequences he’d thrown together on Wide awake, a record so laughably meek that it’s signature tune is now doing its rounds in bank adverts. Now he’s hanging with a new batch of blithering gas-bags, and these de-caffeinated mooks can put you to sleep even without Oberst’s expert help. Together their whining is unbearable.

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