They stampeded through like buffalo to a water trough: dark clothed, long haired, fist-pumping punks. They muscled past me, almost angry that people lie between them and Omaha’s Desaparecidos, a rougher, heavier rock take on Conor Oberst’s many projects. They couldn’t help it, seemingly, sense bereft, hungry after a somehow satisfying (though just blaring and loud) opening by California’s Joyce Manor. Hard to make tattoos out in this crowd, though you can surely smell the ink in their sweat. Oberst and his heavy-haired crew sampled out the NRA-obsessed Ted Nugent, a Micke Mouse political caricature, anti-Obama slogans, and dosed out anti-consumerism to the writhing packRead More →