Cassadaga is the last album Conor Oberst released under the Bright Eyes masthead. At first I didn’t like it, but it’s grown on me. It’s not as depressing as some of his other stuff. Yeah, I know, nothing makes me happier than depressing music, but I find Bright Eyes truly depressing sometimes. Anyway, Cassadaga is Florida community of psychics, spiritualists and occultists. It’s those people’s voices that open the album (and this being the opening track). Is there a loose theme going on dealing with the business of seeking and finding and believing? Possibly. Either way it’s nice to see our boy is capable of occasionally straying from his ‘on me oh my I’m sad’ confessional mode and taking a broader view on things.