No, don't worry. This is not some kind of Watership Down thing. Bright Eyes is the alter-ego of Conor Oberst who, if one believes the press, is the new Bob Dylan. Is he? I don't really know, but what I do know is that with this album, he is certainly one of the best singer-songwriters around at the present time.
Largely acoustic, and probably to be filed under "Alt-Country" this is, quite simply, a delightfully delicate album which really defies any ready classification. From the opening monologue, where an international traveller is facing the last moment of his life in a plane heading for a crash, this is meaningful and affecting music at it's most simple. Some critics have argued that the album is not simple, but merely simplistic, but to me this is missing the point. This is music making stripped down to it's rawest form. It's unadorned, naked, and beautiful.
Tracks such as "The First Day Of My Life" legitamtely make me cry, which surely emphasises just how soulful (in terms of soul-searching) this album is. Throw in some old fashioned country rockers (much like Johnny Cash would have done) and you have an album which demands to be listened to again and again .
Icon's View - 5 out of 5 - ICON CLASSIC
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