Snobbery with a side of that icky, emo-loving feeling

I find myself enjoying a Bright Eyes song. This feels horrible. How many times did I dismiss him as a poseurish emo fraud? Ugh, that's before you add in the fact he was a child prodigy -- and I hate child prodigies. But the song, Four Winds, from the Cassadaga album, well... it's good. Love the fiddlin'.

My seventeenth attempt at sharing/embedding media is below:

Bright Eyes - Four Winds