Any time Conor Oberst or M. Ward wander onto a stage — mumbling, self-deprecating, and stupidly talented — music nerds and critics alike swoon and watch together in silent adoration. But when Ward and Oberst perform at the same time (as with Monsters of Folk), or on the same night (as with this tour), their fans get positively feverish. Because the true joy of these two as artists — whether they're together, solo or in bands (like Oberst's Bright Eyes and Desaparecidos, or Ward's She & Him), each singer-songwriter always carries with them an enchanting air of unpredictability. When either performs, thanks in part to their prolific songwriting abilities, the options feel limitless, and the decisions (particularly regarding set list and collaborative guests) seem to be made on the fly. The end result? Low-key introspection has never been so thrilling.
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