So you are 19-year old Conor Oberst sitting in your parents basement writing songs about your little brother drowning in bathtubs. Your audience consists of young indie kids dressed in black and in fact they look a lot like you. You are traveling around the midwest in vans playing small bars that you are not even allowed to drink in yet.
Jump ahead five years.
There are rumors about you and Winona Ryder having "relations." You are playing on Late Night talk shows. You are the buzz of the indie world and trying to shake the wunderkind title. Bruce Springsteen knows who you are. You are invited to play on the vote for change tour playing for mostly middle aged liberal boss fans. So here you are five years removed from singing about Nebraska cornfields and you are trading verses with Michael Stipe, John Fogerty, Bruce, and Neil Young in front of 18,000 fans on a Tuesday night in St. Paul, Minnesota.
You were dreaming in your dreaming.
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