
The new album had been in the works for years, and there were plans for promotion and touring.

It’s also the 15th anniversary of the glitchy Digital Ash in a Digital Urn and the folkie I’m Wide Awake, It’s Morning. It seemed like they’d picked a good year: 2020 marks the 20th anniversary of Fevers and Mirrors, a formative album for many of their fans, now too in their 40s. Though all three members of the influential aughts indie-rock band have collaborated over the years, Down in the Weeds, Where the World Once Was was billed as a reunion. This year was meant to be a comeback of sorts - right now, he should be on tour for the first Bright Eyes record in nearly a decade. Lack of sleep aside, Oberst appears healthier than the “nicotine-stained” front man who last spoke to this magazine four years ago, following a 2015 health scare that forced him to cancel a tour with one of his bands, Desaparecidos, and return to Nebraska to rest. For three days in a row, he has been sleeping just two hours a night. “Usually, it’ll pass.” At 40, the indie-rock elder has a youthful air, but today he looks beat. I have these weird bouts of insomnia,” says Conor Oberst, sitting in his living room in Omaha, his hometown.
