Monday, 11 February 2013

Bright Eyes...


Last week, Dan, Beth, Helen and I went to see Conor Oberst play the Barbican. It was a wonderful gig, and totally reaffirmed what a uniquely talented musician, poet and performer he is.
Before the gig, Dan and I got talking about meeting our heroes and decided it is best never to meet them. But later on, we really regretted being too shy to say hello when we spied him in the pub under a hoard of hares's heads.