Saddle Creek also released Letting Off the Happiness in November 1998, a ten-track record that boasted a much more focused and clear sound than the previous album. According to the Saddle Creek press release, it features members of Lullaby for the Working Class, Neutral Milk Hotel, and Of Montreal. It was predominantly recorded in the Oberst family basement in Omaha on an analog eight track reel to reel; with some work also done at keyboardist Andy Lemaster's Athens, GA studio. Although almost all of the tracks feature a full band, June on the West Coast is performed with only acoustic guitar and vocals. Padraic My Prince gives a dramatic fictional account of the death of Oberst's imagined baby brother.
In 2000 Bright Eyes released Fevers and Mirrors, a demonstration of the immense improvement in production quality and musical vision of the band. New instruments such as flute, piano, and accordion were introduced into the song arrangements. After An Attempt to Tip the Scales, a mock radio interview takes place. The mock radio interview features Todd Fink of The Faint doing an impression of Conor Oberst while reading a script that Oberst wrote. The man interviewing is Matt Silcock, a former member of Lullaby for the Working Class. In this interview, the fake Oberst intentionally presents a strange, contradictory explanation of his attitude towards his music. The interview acknowledges criticisms of his lyrics as overblown and insincere, which had begun to appear as the popularity of the band increased, but responds by stating that the lyrics are meant for personal interpretation. In a 'real' interview with KittyMagik.com, Oberst stated about the mock one: "It was a way to make fun of ourselves because the record is such a downer. I mean, that's one part of who I am, but I also like laughing and fucking around."
2002 saw the release of Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground, and since then Oberst has released an almost constant stream of new material on collaborative EPs, split singles, tribute albums, and charity records. He ventured into the studio with Nebraska folk-pop outfit Tilly And The Wall, co-producing their debut album Wild Like Children and released it on his newly established record label, Team Love.
January 2005 saw the release of two albums: I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning, which is a country-tinged mélange of Conor’s finest acoustic songs, featuring guest vocal appearances from Emmylou Harris and Jim James of My Morning Jacket; and Digital Ash In A Digital Urn, which is a more produced, electronic album featuring cameo appearances by Nick Zinner of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
One single from each album, Take It Easy (Love Nothing) from Digital Ash and Lua from I'm Wide Awake took the top two slots on Billboard Hot 100 Singles Chart, the first time for any artist since 1997.
As had become expected of Bright Eyes recordings, the albums feature an array of talented comrades including members of Rilo Kiley, Tilly And The Wall, Cursive, Now Its Overhead, The Good Life, Azure Ray, The Faint, The Bruces, Neva Dinova, The Postal Service and Audrye Sessions.
In October 2006, Bright Eyes released a compilation of rare tracks called Noise Floor: Rarities 1998-2005.
Bright Eyes released their sixth studio album called Cassadaga on April 9, 2007, preceded by an EP entitled Four Winds on March 6, 2007.
A further 25-30 tracks have been recorded in Portland, Oregon and New York City, with another session planned in Omaha, Nebraska. Some of these tracks had already been performed at live shows.
On February 15, 2011, the band released their seventh studio album, The People's Key.
On June 22, 2020, they released Down In The Weeds Where The World Once Was, their first album on Dead Oceans after a long history with Saddle Creek.
At the Bottom of Everything
Bright Eyes Lyrics
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And she was flying to meet her fiance
Sailing high above the, the largest ocean on planet earth
And she was seated next to this man, who
You know, she had tried to start conversations
And the only, really the only thing she heard him say was
Was to order his, his Bloody Mary
And she's sitting there and she was reading this
That she couldn't even pronounce the, the name of
And she was feeling very bored and very despondent
And then, uh, suddenly there was this huge mechanical failure
And one of the, the engines gave out
And they started just falling thirty-thousand feet
The pilot's on the, on the microphone and he's, he's saying
'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oh my god, I'm sorry' and apologizing
And she looks at the man and she, and she says, she says
She says 'Where are we going?'
And he looks at her and he says 'We're going to a party
It's a birthday party, it's your birthday party
Happy birthday, darling
We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much'
And then, uhm, he starts humming this little tune
And, and uh, it kind of goes like this, it's kinda
One, two, one, two, three, four"
We must talk on every telephone
Get eaten off the web
We must rip out all the epilogues
From the books that we have read
And to the face of every criminal
Strapped firmly to a chair
We must stare, we must stare, we must stare
We must take all of the medicines
Too expensive now to sell
Set fire to the preacher
Who is promising us hell
And in the ear of every anarchist
That sleeps but doesn't dream
We must sing, we must sing, we must sing
And it'll go like this, alright
While my mother waters plants
My father loads his gun
He says death will give us back to God
Just like the setting sun
Its return to the lonesome ocean
And then they splashed into the deep blue sea
Oh, it was a wonderful splash
We must blend into the choir
Sing ecstatic with the whole
Must memorize nine numbers
And deny we have a soul
And in this endless race for property
And privilege to be one
We must run, we must run, we must run
We must hang up in the belfry
Where the bats and moonlight laugh
We must stare into a crystal ball
And only see the past
And into the caverns of tomorrow
With just our flashlights and our love
We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge
And then we'll get down there
Way down to the very bottom of everything
And then we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it
Oh my mornings coming back
The whole world's waking up
Oh, the city bus is swimming past
I'm happy just because
I found out I am really no one
The song "At the Bottom of Everything" by Bright Eyes starts with a story of a woman sitting next to a man on an airplane, who she tries to start a conversation with but he only orders a Bloody Mary. Suddenly, the plane experiences a mechanical failure and starts falling rapidly. The woman asks the man where they are going and he tells her that they are going to a party for her birthday. He starts humming a tune that turns into the chorus of the song. The following verses talk about the need to break free from societal norms and expectations and embrace freedom and individuality. The song ends with the singer finding happiness in the realization that they are nobody.
The lyrics of the song are interpreted as a metaphor for breaking free from societal constructs and finding oneself. The woman on the plane represents someone who has become bored and despondent with their life and needs a push to embrace change. The man represents the inner voice of the singer telling them to break free and embrace their individuality. The chorus "we must run, we must run, we must run" represents the need to free oneself from society's expectations and live life on one's own terms. The song overall is a call to embrace individuality, accept that we are nobody, and find happiness in it.
Line by Line Meaning
So there was this woman and she was, uh, on an airplane
Narrator introduces a random woman who is in an airplane.
And she was flying to meet her fiance
The woman is flying to meet her future husband.
Sailing high above the, the largest ocean on planet earth
The plane is flying over the biggest oceanic body on earth.
And she was seated next to this man, who
The woman is sitting next to a man.
You know, she had tried to start conversations
The woman tried to start a conversation with the man earlier.
And the only, really the only thing she heard him say was
The man spoke only once during the flight.
Was to order his, his Bloody Mary
The man ordered a drink for himself.
And she's sitting there and she was reading this
The woman is reading a magazine.
Really arduous magazine article about a third world country
The magazine article is about a difficult-to-pronounce third world nation.
That she couldn't even pronounce the, the name of
The woman was struggling to pronounce the country's name.
And she was feeling very bored and very despondent
The woman is feeling extremely bored and despondent.
And then, uh, suddenly there was this huge mechanical failure
The airplane experiences a major mechanical failure.
And one of the, the engines gave out
One of the plane's engines ceases to function.
And they started just falling thirty-thousand feet
The plane is descending rapidly from an altitude of 30,000 feet.
The pilot's on the, on the microphone and he's, he's saying
The pilot starts speaking over the intercom.
'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oh my god, I'm sorry' and apologizing
The pilot is apologizing profusely over the intercom.
And she looks at the man and she, and she says, she says
The woman speaks to the man sitting next to her.
She says 'Where are we going?'
The woman asks the man where they are heading.
And he looks at her and he says 'We're going to a party
The man responds by telling the woman that they are going to a party.
It's a birthday party, it's your birthday party
The party is a celebration of the woman's birthday.
Happy birthday, darling
The man wishes the woman a happy birthday.
We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much'
The man expresses his love for the woman (repeatedly).
And then, uhm, he starts humming this little tune
The man begins humming a tune.
And, and uh, it kind of goes like this, it's kinda
The tune goes something like this.
One, two, one, two, three, four
The man counts down before starting to sing.
We must talk on every telephone
The song shifts to a prolonged declaration that details various actions as 'musts'.
Get eaten off the web
The song urges listeners to spend excessive time on the internet.
We must rip out all the epilogues
The song instructs one to remove epilogues from books.
From the books that we have read
Epilogues must be ripped from books that have been finished.
And to the face of every criminal
The song calls for staring down criminals.
Strapped firmly to a chair
Criminals must be trapped to a chair while getting stared at.
We must stare, we must stare, we must stare
The song places emphasis on the need for staring.
We must take all of the medicines
Medical drugs must be taken excessively.
Too expensive now to sell
Even though medicines are expensive, they have to be consumed anyway.
Set fire to the preacher
The song advocates for burning preachers who scare people with hell.
Who is promising us hell
Religious prohibitions of 'hell' should not be used to generate fear.
And in the ear of every anarchist
The message extends to anarchists as well.
That sleeps but doesn't dream
The anarchist must be made to sing even if they are not dreaming.
We must sing, we must sing, we must sing
The listener is urged to sing along.
While my mother waters plants
The artist describes the mundane activity of their mother and father.
My father loads his gun
The artist's father is loading a gun at the same time.
He says death will give us back to God
The father contemplates the inevitability of death and life after death.
Just like the setting sun
The father compares death to the setting sun.
Its return to the lonesome ocean
The return to the ocean symbolizes the inevitable cycle of life and death.
And then they splashed into the deep blue sea
The father and mother die and their bodies fall into the ocean.
Oh, it was a wonderful splash
The tragedy of the parents' death is viewed positively.
We must blend into the choir
The song implores listeners to join a choir.
Sing ecstatic with the whole
Listeners are advised to sing with unbridled enthusiasm.
Must memorize nine numbers
Memorize a set of mysterious nine numbers.
And deny we have a soul
The acknowledgement of the soul's existence is prohibited.
And in this endless race for property
The song calls attention to the rat race for property accumulation.
And privilege to be one
The acquisition of privilege is sought for its own sake.
We must run, we must run, we must run
Listeners are encouraged to run in this hopeless race.
We must hang up in the belfry
The song unrolls an image of bats in a belfry.
Where the bats and moonlight laugh
The location is chosen because the moon and the bats find it laughable.
We must stare into a crystal ball
The song prompts listeners to look into a crystal ball.
And only see the past
The future and present are considered irrelevant and people are urged to focus solely on their past.
And into the caverns of tomorrow
The song looks into the vague unknown of tomorrow.
With just our flashlights and our love
Only flashlights and affection must be taken to inspect the future.
We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge
Listeners must take heed and take the plunge into the uncertain future.
And then we'll get down there
The song expresses hope for the future despite the uncertainty.
Way down to the very bottom of everything
In the end, listeners are urged to go all the way to the bottom and take everything in.
And then we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it
The final lines exhort listeners to see everything and experience all that life has to offer.
Oh my mornings coming back
The song concludes with a positive note.
The whole world's waking up
The song ends on a universal note that is exciting.
Oh, the city bus is swimming past
The singer describes the bus that floats past amidst the bustle of the city.
I'm happy just because
The singer is happy for no discernible reason.
I found out I am really no one
The song ends with the artist coming to the realization that they are nothing in the grand scheme of things.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Unison Rights S.L.
Written by: Conor Oberst
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Miłosz
lyrics:
We must talk on every telephone
Get eaten off the web
We must rip out all the epilogues
From the books that we have read
And to the face of every criminal
Strapped firmly to a chair
We must stare, we must stare, we must stare
We must take all of the medicine
Too expensive now to sell
Set fire to the preacher
Who is promising us hell
And in the ear of every anarchist
That sleeps but doesn't dream
We must sing, we must sing, we must sing
While my mother waters plants
My father loads his gun
He says death will give us back to god
Just like the setting sun
Its return to the lonesome ocean
And then they splashed into the deep blue sea
It was a wonderful splash
We must blend into the choir
Sing a static with the whole
We must memorize nine numbers
And deny we have a soul
And in this endless race for property
And privilege to be one
We must run, we must run, we must run
We must hang up in the belfry
Where the bats and moonlight laugh
We must stare into a crystal ball
And only see the past
And into the caverns of tomorrow
With just our flashlights and our love
We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge
And then we'll get down there
Way down to the very bottom of everything
And then we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it
Oh my mornings coming back
The whole world's waking up
This city bus is swimming past
I'm happy just because
I found out that I am really no one
Void!
We must talk on every telephone
Get eaten off the web
We must rip out all the epilogues
From the books that we have read
And to the face of every criminal
Strapped firmly to a chair
We must stare, we must stare, we must stare
We must take all of the medicine
Too expensive now to sell
Set fire to the preacher
Who is promising us hell
And in the ear of every anarchist
That sleeps but doesn't dream
We must sing, we must sing, we must sing
While my mother waters plants
My father loads his gun
He says death will give us back to god
Just like the setting sun
Its return to the lonesome ocean
And then they splashed into the deep blue sea
It was a wonderful splash
We must blend into the choir
Sing a static with the whole
We must memorize nine numbers
And deny we have a soul
And in this endless race for property
And privilege to be one
We must run, we must run, we must run
We must hang up in the belfry
Where the bats and moonlight laugh
We must stare into a crystal ball
And only see the past
And into the caverns of tomorrow
With just our flashlights and our love
We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge
And then we'll get down there
Way down to the very bottom of everything
And then we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it
Oh my mornings coming back
The whole world's waking up
This city bus is swimming past
I'm happy just because
I found out that I am really no one
AhmadH
This song is so sad, not because Carl’s death, but the lyrics are just so good and deep
AhmadH
@ycgma I agree.. it still hits hard
ycgma
Carl's death is still sad tho .... 😭😭😢😢
Dylan Boes
May Carl forever rest in piece, I’m just using this song and sending it to all my friends so they’ll never stop crying. I’m a horrible person
K00R00
@Dylan Boes No👿👿👿
Jim Bob
@Dylan Boes I have been there
Dylan Boes
@Mino yeah, yeah i do. bro this message is so fucking cringey oh my lord just let me forget about it 😭
Mino
U want him to rest in pieces ?
Adwait Borkar
If you care! You do something,you don't just hope. It takes more than that.
~ Carl Grimes
MiniMallCarnival
Coral :(