Lifted or The Story is in the Soil....
Oberst begins Lifted with "The Big Picture," an eight-minute rant of acoustic static-riddled folk, testing your patience and teasing your appetite at the same time. From there, he lurches into Belle and Sebastian-style balladry ("Bowl of Oranges"), pissed-off country ("Make War"), tongue-in-cheek schmaltz ("False Advertising") and gorgeous chamber pop ("Nothing Gets Crossed Out"). He can sniffle like the Cure's Robert Smith or snarl like his most obvious mentor, Highway 61-era Dylan. And when he rails against "cowboy presidents" and the military-industrial establishment in the finale, "Let's Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and to Be Loved)," he has no trouble saying exactly what he means. Oberst overdoes it nearly all the time (that last track rambles on for ten minutes), and you could argue that his songs would be even stronger if he'd bear down and get to the point quicker. But you'd be wrong, because this kid's pretensions are a freak of nature and should be zealously guarded against developers and contractors. If you're like most rock & roll fans, you've probably been starved for something like Bright Eyes.
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