R.I.P. Elliott Smith

[ShadeElaine]

thanks for the beautiful songs. sorry to see you go, but sadly, i'm not surprised you left us.

http://www.sweetadeline.net/

[fightgenie]

:(

[sister]

what happened? i just got the email and charlie took his site down. i'm so sad; i was just listening to his northsix show while i was driving home....

[hippyjonny]

HOLYSHIT!!!

dammit the rumors were true. this is really sad news. i was listening to him on my commute this morning.

why are the wrong people dying. FUCKKKKKKKK

[dimbulb]

awww no...

RIP...

[angoraphobia]

not to be the skeptic....but why hasnt there been any mention of this on any of the news sites? did it JUST happen????

damn...it is true.....

have a nice slumber mr. smith.

[Hyde]

:(

[kyoppolife]

man. how did he die?

[Salami Swami]

You have got to be shitting me.
I am just blown away, I was just thinking about his new album that's going to be coming out soon.
Fuck.
R.I.P. to a true musical genius.

[j_simone]

if this isn't a sick joke... it's unbelievably sad & tragic...
xo
r.i.p.

[kyoppolife]

http://www.guardian.co.uk/arts/news/story/0,11711,1068430,00.html

[joetron2030]

Yup, read about it this morning too.

Very sad, indeed.

[bodybag]

some more info (http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1479869/10222003/smith_elliott.jhtml?headlines=true)

[YelloKitty]

well fucking shit. :(

[akuma]

:(

so sad; a huge loss.






The limited-edition 7-inch single "Pretty (Ugly Before)" was released in August on Seattle indie Suicide Squeeze Records


^ the sick joke to pour salt on the wounds

[akuma]

http://markmartucci.com/elliot.jpg

[walter sobchak]

:( this is sad. i really liked his music.

[boku]

Originally posted by funkydrunknmonk
oh my god, this is horrible.....:( so many people dying this year.....this was completely unexpected....

40 on the curb, and a listening of waltz #2 at full blast this morning....RIP buddy...

I hope this year just hurries up and gets over with. We lost too many damn Musicians this year...

[bagal]

me co-worker got the news yesterday. her friend works amoeba records and elliott's sister also works there.

she left work early yesterday at 1pm. elliott's girlfriend found and drove him to usc county.

he stabbed himself in the heart.

i'm still dealing with this profound loss. it was so great knowing that he was part of the great LA music scene that is happening now. his presence will missed...

[gjmak]

This is the beginning of Armageddon. God is harvesting all the good souls before great calamity befalls mankind.

I swear, it's really creepy these days. Maybe it's just that mass media has created more stars and more well known talent and also broadcasts their deaths and tragedies. It's not that more great musicians and artists are dying these days. It's that we know more about it when it happens. I hope that's the answer and not Armageddon.

[phism]

http://www.survive2012.com

[hippyjonny]

i still cant believe it. stabbed in the heart. wtf. talk about livin your lyrics.

[Thirty Nine]

Sucks. I phoned a friend who'd already received a call of the news this AM; and she said I asked the same thing: "I wonder if his record is gonna come out"...it might not be appropriate straight-away, but I like his music enough.

[ironmonqui]

[ ... ]

:(

[retromullet]

It's really a tragedy, the man could write a melody. It only seems appropriate, however that a man who created such tragic music, died such a tragic death. Right in the heart...

R.I.P. Elliott.

PS.
They'll definitely release the album now that he's dead. It's sick, but people's deaths sell records, strong examples being Aaliyah, Kurt Cobain, and Tupac.

[quietquiet]

i'm terribly saddened.

[Dilaudid]

this is a drag. welcome to the "list" mr. smith.

[YelloKitty]

Originally posted by funkydrunknmonk
40 on the curb, and a listening of waltz #2 at full blast this morning....RIP buddy...
or listen to "st. ides heaven"

Everything is exactly right
When i walk around here drunk every night
With an open container from 7-11
In st. ides heaven

[golivar]

been out haunting the neighborhood
and everyone can see i'm no good
when i'm walking out between parked cars
with my head full of stars

RIP, Elliott.

[5.92]

Originally posted by funkydrunknmonk
well, if the news reported every significant death, the news would never fucking end. every death is significant.

just that elliott smith was more well known than other folks. not that he was any more or less important.

and i honestly think it IS the armageddon. elliott smith, barry white, wesley willis and johnny cash (among many others) died this past year, yet the Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson Retard-O-Vision Extravaganza is going to have a second season.

gjmak, i think you're right. god's pickin his kickball team first.
Good point.
Also; Jam Master Jay and Mary Larsen from Stereolab.

[onique]

rest in peace elliot

[sister]

Originally posted by YelloKitty

or listen to "st. ides heaven"

Everything is exactly right
When i walk around here drunk every night
With an open container from 7-11
In st. ides heaven

or as elliott sang in kings crossing, "whiskey works better than beer" [and then he said "it's true you know" and laughed] sigh

give me one good reason not to do it / this is a place where time reverses / dead men talk to all the pretty nurses / instruments shine on a silver tray / don't let me be carried away / don't let me be carried away / don't let me get carried away

xo

[sugar_high]

This is the worst fucking year of my fucking piece of shit life. Fuck WHY? Fuck you god you fucking cunt AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHH WHY FUCKING WHY? FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK NO WHY FUCKING WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO?

[lakebottom]

My friend called me last night at 12:41 am and woke me up. I was all groggy and kinda pissed that he did that at first 'cause I had to work this morning. But then I got super sad and couldn't sleep after he told me what happened. I had to have a little wine to chill out and go back to sleep.

Elliott Smith's death has by far had the most immediacy for me of all the recent deaths of musicians. He's one of the big reasons I started playing guitar, aside from hearing my friend (the one that called me last night) play guitar, both of whom inspired me greatly. I was a total Elliott Smith-aholic for a good chunk of my life and still am. I saw him live in Seattle twice and once in Fukuoka, Japan. The last time he played Seattle, the performance was a flop and he didn't look so good. But I have good memories to pull from his other performances.

I still can't believe it. I feel so sad. Well, this is getting long, but I just want to say thanks for all the music Elliott. RIP

[YelloKitty]

i really can't get over it... jeez.

Fond Farwell by Elliott Smith

the light bright's now black and white
you took apart a picture that wasnt right
pitch burning on a shining sheet
the only maker that you'd wanna meet

a dying man in a living room
trying to get to the door
god knows what for
this is not my life...

it's just a fond farwell to a friend
it's not what i'm like
it's just a fond farwell to a friend
who couldnt get things right
a fond farwell to a friend

he said really i just wanna dance
good and evil matched perfect
it's a great romance
i can deal with some psychic pain
if it'll slow down my higher brain

veins full of disapearing ink
vommiting in the kitchen sink
disconnecting from the missing link
this is not my life

it's just a fond farwell to a friend
it's not what i'm like
it's just a fond farwell to a friend
who couldnt get things right
a fond farwell to a friend

i see you're leaving me
and taking up with the enemy
the cold comfort of the inbetween
a little less than a human being

a little less than a happy high
a little less than a suicide
the only things that you really tried
this is not my life

it's just a fond farwell to a friend
it's not what i'm like
it's just a fond farwell to a friend
who couldnt get things right
a fond farwell to a friend

[kamenriderv3]

r.i.p.

thats a difficult way to die.

they got rerun too! damn.

[sugar_high]

^ass

[sugar_high]

Elliott could sing what i felt with such accuracy, when i couldn't even find the words to communicate them.

[sugar_high]

RIP:heart:

[golivar]

this sucks. and you know what? john fucking mayer will probably be singing shitty songs for frat hoes when he's in his 90s.

[Thirty Nine]

"I Figured You Out" is my favorite of his.

[j_simone]

this STILL sucks my (non-existent) balls! people committing suicide is the most stupid, selfish, argh... :mad:
nevermind. :(

[YelloKitty]

i hate it when a musician dies and then people sell their singles on ebay and make a hundred bucks off of it.

[hippyjonny]

^assholes

on a different note, i was at green apple yesterday and either/or started playin. it made me both sad and happy.

[Chocolate Robot]

GODDDDAMMMMMMMMITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

[peko-chan]

10/22/2003

R.I.P. Elliott Smith

What is heaven like Elliott Smith? I have been listening to your records since I got home this morning and I found out that you died. Did you get to meet Him right away? I bet they moved you to the front of the line. Is God nice? Do you feel better? Your songs were like the thoughts that rushed through my head all the time, this bittersweet dark rainy loveliness that wouldn't leave me, and I never wanted them to leave me, but sometimes it was sad, and sadness is kind of my religion, and I worshipped you because you weren't afraid to show it. I cannot believe that your soft voice is now silent and there is only these Kill Rock Stars cds left, that swirly Figure 8 album cover, looking like it was lifted from that Silverlake storefront, all your songs, the perfect lyrical accompaniment to my own personal loneliness to remember you by. I wish I had told you how much your music meant to me, to so many many people. There was a bunch of times I could have said it, when I saw you hanging out at the back of Largo and you with your vintage tee and rust cords and All Stars, but I got scared that you wouldn't like me, and I never said anything. A handful of times I saw you in New York, walking fast in the East Village, but it was like you were surrounded by a light that held you up above the street and you didn't touch the ground but floated up above just an inch or so that you were there but not there. I could see you but you couldn't see me.

You were supposed to save pop music. Remember that LA Weekly cover? Your face on the front, looking scared and beautiful, and I am sorry, so so so very sorry that you are gone. What happened? I guess it doesn't matter now and nothing does really. I just feel sorry and bad that we couldn't do anything to help. That all the people that loved you really didn't make much of a difference. That our love wasn't enough, or didn't reach you, or put you off, that you were unhappy anyway. But maybe your unhappiness was what we loved about you, so that our love was a constant reminder of how much unhappiness you had. I understand. We were selfish then, and for that I am angry for you. Mad for you. Sad for you. Loving you from here on the earth where things aren't so great, not at all, but fuck you made things a lot better and now that you are not here we just all have to act like life goes on and there goes another rock star and its better to burn out instead of fade away and whatever the fuck - whatever the fuck. All I can say is that I am crying as I write this, as I listen to your secretly sorry voice on Either/Or and I am wondering if you are hovering in the air above your house, watching the grief stricken fans and old friends walking wounded trying to understand where you went, why you went. If they can reach you now, with their thoughts, their hearts, their love. Can you see them? Does it make anything better? A whole shitload of hipsters are crying right now, hiding behind their ironic 70s sunglasses and vintage western snap front shirts. Legions of girls with scars from cutting themselves and dyed black hair are lighting candles and contemplating joining you today. Thirtysomething dudes with dirty shag haircuts are shaking their heads, looking down at their big jokey belt buckles, thinking about having a beer before the sun goes down, because it isn't a good day for any of us, because you aren't here to represent.

One time I was in Portland on tour, an early morning before I was about to leave for home and I walked into a bagel shop. You were there, not in person, but your record was playing. The sleepy, baby cute hippie kid behind the counter was singing along to you, quiet just like you, and he knew every word. There was another raggedy girl cleaning up tables behind me, and she was singing too. Then this other kid came into the shop, and waited in line, and he was singing - as if on cue, a little off key, but almost in harmony. Pretty soon, so was I. But we were all in our own private worlds, our voices barely audible, singing only for ourselves. Were you singing for yourself? I hope so. I hope that you could love your music like it was loved by everyone else.

Goodbye gentle soul. Goodnight. How sorry I am to see you go. But you were maybe too beautiful for this world. So beautiful that it hurt to be in it. I hope that you are not hurting anymore. I hope everything is good wherever you are. I hope that you are happy. Everything reminds me of you.

:heart:

[YelloKitty]

Friends, Peers Mourn Elliott Smith
...
Flaming Lips frontman Wayne Coyne wasn't so optimistic about Smith's state of mind. He recalled the Lips' show in Los Angeles with Beck last year, where a bloated and clearly frustrated Smith was involved in a scuffle with police and seemed to be clearly losing his fight with addiction. "It really was nothing but sad," Coyne says. "You just sort of saw a guy who had lost control of himself. He was needy, he was grumpy, he was everything you wouldn't want in a person. It's not like when you think of Keith Richards being pleasantly blissed out in the corner."

"I think it points out how unglamorous the whole drug thing really is," Coyne continues. "For the people who knew him, the people who were around him, it was horrible. It's not this glamorous, jetsetting, beautiful lifestyle that everybody dreams of rock'n'roll heaven being. It wasn't like that at all. It was ugly. It was sad."

more here:
http://www.billboard.com/bb/daily/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=2008549

[hippyjonny]

Originally posted by peko-chan
10/22/2003

R.I.P. Elliott Smith

What is heaven like Elliott Smith? I have been listening to your records since I got home this morning and I found out that you died. Did you get to meet Him right away? I bet they moved you to the front of the line. Is God nice? Do you feel better? Your songs were like the thoughts that rushed through my head all the time, this bittersweet dark rainy loveliness that wouldn't leave me, and I never wanted them to leave me, but sometimes it was sad, and sadness is kind of my religion, and I worshipped you because you weren't afraid to show it. I cannot believe that your soft voice is now silent and there is only these Kill Rock Stars cds left, that swirly Figure 8 album cover, looking like it was lifted from that Silverlake storefront, all your songs, the perfect lyrical accompaniment to my own personal loneliness to remember you by. I wish I had told you how much your music meant to me, to so many many people. There was a bunch of times I could have said it, when I saw you hanging out at the back of Largo and you with your vintage tee and rust cords and All Stars, but I got scared that you wouldn't like me, and I never said anything. A handful of times I saw you in New York, walking fast in the East Village, but it was like you were surrounded by a light that held you up above the street and you didn't touch the ground but floated up above just an inch or so that you were there but not there. I could see you but you couldn't see me.

You were supposed to save pop music. Remember that LA Weekly cover? Your face on the front, looking scared and beautiful, and I am sorry, so so so very sorry that you are gone. What happened? I guess it doesn't matter now and nothing does really. I just feel sorry and bad that we couldn't do anything to help. That all the people that loved you really didn't make much of a difference. That our love wasn't enough, or didn't reach you, or put you off, that you were unhappy anyway. But maybe your unhappiness was what we loved about you, so that our love was a constant reminder of how much unhappiness you had. I understand. We were selfish then, and for that I am angry for you. Mad for you. Sad for you. Loving you from here on the earth where things aren't so great, not at all, but fuck you made things a lot better and now that you are not here we just all have to act like life goes on and there goes another rock star and its better to burn out instead of fade away and whatever the fuck - whatever the fuck. All I can say is that I am crying as I write this, as I listen to your secretly sorry voice on Either/Or and I am wondering if you are hovering in the air above your house, watching the grief stricken fans and old friends walking wounded trying to understand where you went, why you went. If they can reach you now, with their thoughts, their hearts, their love. Can you see them? Does it make anything better? A whole shitload of hipsters are crying right now, hiding behind their ironic 70s sunglasses and vintage western snap front shirts. Legions of girls with scars from cutting themselves and dyed black hair are lighting candles and contemplating joining you today. Thirtysomething dudes with dirty shag haircuts are shaking their heads, looking down at their big jokey belt buckles, thinking about having a beer before the sun goes down, because it isn't a good day for any of us, because you aren't here to represent.

One time I was in Portland on tour, an early morning before I was about to leave for home and I walked into a bagel shop. You were there, not in person, but your record was playing. The sleepy, baby cute hippie kid behind the counter was singing along to you, quiet just like you, and he knew every word. There was another raggedy girl cleaning up tables behind me, and she was singing too. Then this other kid came into the shop, and waited in line, and he was singing - as if on cue, a little off key, but almost in harmony. Pretty soon, so was I. But we were all in our own private worlds, our voices barely audible, singing only for ourselves. Were you singing for yourself? I hope so. I hope that you could love your music like it was loved by everyone else.

Goodbye gentle soul. Goodnight. How sorry I am to see you go. But you were maybe too beautiful for this world. So beautiful that it hurt to be in it. I hope that you are not hurting anymore. I hope everything is good wherever you are. I hope that you are happy. Everything reminds me of you.

:heart:

fucking brillant

[hippyjonny]

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKK.

i still cant believe it

[fightgenie]

have you seen the royal tenenbaums?

[hippyjonny]

david, i shall send you a mix tape, stat.

word is bond

[fightgenie]

when the dude is shaving his head and he slices his wrists: in the background was "needle in the hay" by elliot smith. hmmmm...maybe wes anderson is some sorta psychic.

[fightgenie]

Originally posted by hippyjonny
david, i shall send you a mix tape, stat.

word is bond
send me one too PLeease I need to get more familiar with his work. :heart:

[Hyde]

from ted leo (http://www.tedleo.com)

October 22, 2003

Almost ten years ago, my old band, Chisel, was on our first full US tour. Nothing west of Chicago was particularly well attended, but that never really gets me down -- I try to keep hopes up but expectations low. Anyway, what was getting me down, was a certain lack of respect I was often feeling from people in a lot of places, which reached a real boiling point in Portland, Or., at a place called the "O," where we were being treated less than kindly by the promoter. It was summer, and very very hot inside the club. We attracted about 20 people that night, and played a pretty ripping set, if I remember correctly, during which I asked the promoter if I could have one of the 7-Ups he was selling for a quarter each from a cooler at the back of the room. He said, "For a quarter!" I thought he was joking, but he wasn't. I sputtered through the sweat dripping down my face and across my mouth, "Well... Can't I pay you after we're done playing? Can't you take it out of our pay?" He just stared at me, then made some quip about, "What pay?" Which, since we'd only drawn 20 people, was a legitimate question, granted, but I was kind of dumbfounded -- I couldn't believe that he was going to not only NOT offer me a soda for busting my ass on stage, but was going to embarrass me in this way in front of an audience that was actually there to see us as well. I had a serious existential crisis at that moment. What the fuck am I doing here? Why am I giving it up in this way every night? Why are people so petty in their power struggles? Is this all there is? Just then, a person stepped out from the 20 person crowd, put a quarter in the promoter's hand, and walked the soda up to me on stage.

It's largely due to that small gesture that I'm still playing music today, and in years to come, I got to know that person better, and count him as a friend. That person was Eliot Smith. And though I know he's now free from the very real demons that were gnawing at him... Man, I think I'm going to miss him very very much. My love to his other friends and family, and my love to you all. Spare a thought for Eliot today.

[j_simone]

:heart:

[ShadeElaine]

life is really dumb sometimes. :mad: :(

what i used to be
will pass away
and then you'll see
that all i want now
is happiness for you and me

[dimbulb]

Originally posted by fightgenie
when the dude is shaving his head and he slices his wrists: in the background was "needle in the hay" by elliot smith. hmmmm...maybe wes anderson is some sorta psychic.

irony.


that scene burned a place in my heart. i still feel that strange void just by playing it over again in my mind.

[lakebottom]

Heatmiser is some good shit too.

[peko-chan]

ELLIOTT SMITH MEMORIAL/TRIBUTE featuring Beck / Conor Oberst (Bright Eyes) / Grandaddy / Beth Orton / Rilo Kiley / Future Pigeon / AND SPECIAL GUESTS
Monday, November 3 at 6:00 PM, Henry Fonda Theatre, Hollywood, CA

all proceeds go to the ELLIOTT SMITH FOUNDATION

If i can get tickects, would someone from the bay area willing to drive down for this with me? I don't know how to drive :(

[hippyjonny]

i would drive if you have a car.

[ShadeElaine]

more info from a mailing list:

"I just got an email from TicketWeb alerting me to a
line-up change for the Elliott Smith Memorial/Tribute
show. It looks like Grandaddy, Bright Eyes, and The
Radar Brothers won't be part of this show.

That leaves Beck, Beth Orton, Rilo Kiley, and Future
Pigeon as the only announced acts for this show."

[Thirty Nine]

My friend Daniel asked if I was gonna go, but I answered, "Only if Rilo Kiley plays", cos a lot of their stuff reminds me of him...

I hate celebrating dead people, sorry to say. LA people can be so dramatic, so the best would be to stay away for me...it's just gonna be pats for each other on their backs--if they had one in, say, Portland, that'd be nicer.

[lakebottom]

I just got his self-titled in the mail today. It's one of those albums I never got around to buying 'cause all my friends had it, and I had a lot of the songs downloaded. St. Ide's Heaven, and Biggest Lie are a couple of my favorite tracks. I love the picture of him on the back.

Elliott, I fuckin' miss you man.

[Thirty Nine]

"XO" is the first one I was really into. The cover art, the recording and songs. And the tour.

[ShadeElaine]

*bump*

thinking of you this afternoon, elliott. :(

[lakebottom]

how do you all feel about the fact that he killed himself?

I'm really ambivalent about it at the moment.

[Thirty Nine]

his death sucks, but if wants to go, so be it. people need to go do their thing, take a negative and live it.

people speculate, but nobody knows. then again, some people know when to give up--selfish certainly isn't making your own choices sometimes, but when people aren't letting you be.

some people get too obesessed over their favorite musician's death, but don't bat an eye if it's family or friends. some don't even visit their grandpa's grave, so that goes to show how fucked up we are and where our priorities lie. it's a crying shame that people die first, then they fucking get all caring...

[lakebottom]

Death of Elliott Smith possibly not a suicide?

http://www.nme.com/news/107136.htm

[ShadeElaine]

wtf, TWO stab wounds??

[ShadeElaine]

more info here:

http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1483982/20031231/smith_elliott.jhtml?headlines=true

[hippyjonny]

woah

[hippyjonny]

it was courtney love

[kamenriderv3]

its going to be very rare to find any suicide cases with a stab wound to the chest. you have to plunge it in deep and make sure to get between the ribs. even the hardcore samurai will only target the abdomen.

but two stab wounds? that's impossible without something to numb the pain. the first stab will be too painful to continue with any thing else. if the first stab wasn't debilitating enough then you have to resist any survival reaction to calling 911 and continue with the second stab. there's a contradiction somewhere. i don't think its suicide.

there should be more evidence. was there a struggle?

[YelloKitty]

this new info kind of follows a rumor i heard about what "really happened" but... yeah... i don't want to spread it even more so i'll just shut up now.

[lakebottom]

man, if he was killed by some fuckwad, that makes his death so much sadder than it already is.

http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/esmithaut1.html

[Thirty Nine]

No, please DON'T share. Dead is dead.

[YelloKitty]

http://www.stereogum.com/6.mp3

just a fond farewell to a friend

litebrites now black and white
cause you took apart a picture that wasn’t right
pitch burning on a shining sheet
the only maker that you’d want to meet
the dying man in a living room
who’s shadow paces the floor
who’ll take you out in the open door

this is not my life
it’s just a fond farewell to a friend
it’s not what i’m like
it’s just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn’t get things right
fond farewell to a friend

he said really i just wanna dance
good and evil matched perfect it’s a great romance
i can deal with some physic pain
if it’ll slow down my higher brain
veins full of disappearing ink
vomiting in the kitchen sink
disconnecting from the missing link

this is not my life
it’s just a fond farewell to a friend
it’s not what i’m like
it’s just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn’t get things right
fond farewell to a friend

i see you’re leaving me and taking up with the enemy
the cold comfort of the in between
a little less than a human being
a little less than a happy high
a little less than a suicide
the only things that you really tried

this is not my life
it’s just a fond farewell to a friend
it’s not what i’m like
it’s just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn’t get things right
fond farewell to a friend
this is not my life
it’s just a fond farewell to a friend

[ShadeElaine]

been listening to Elliott Smith again a lot lately, though I haven't really stopped for the past year. Some stuff that may be of interest:

http://www.somesongs.net/
^download recorded live shows there (you'll need to install a downloading client though...)

also...

http://www.sweetadeline.net/images/fabothpostcard.jpg

http://www.sweetadeline.net/images/fabothpostcardb.jpg

[nagasawa]

I've been listening to all my Elliott Smith albums in heavy rotation lately. I'm counting the days until the posthumous album is released.

[ShadeElaine]

*bump*

a little over a year ago today...

[hippyjonny]

awww, good job baby

[akuma]

'coast to coast'

Last stop for a resolution
End of the line, is it confusion?
So go. Go see whats there for you
Nothing new, nothing new for you to use
I've got no new act to amuse you
I've got no desire to use you, you know
But anything that I could do, would never be good enough for you
If you can't help it then just leave it alone
Leave it alone, yeah, just forget it
It's really easy
I believe I'll forget it too
Still you're keepin' me around
Til I finally drag us both down
Streaming feathers out your hat
Yes I believe its come to that
You belong tagging along
And I belong in your zoo
So I wait for confirmation
That you're never gonna use your starting gun
Unless its me it sounds like being in just wasn't that much fun
Anything that I could do
Would never be good enough for you
If you can't help it then just leave it alone
Leave me alone, yeah, just forget it
It's really easy
I'll just forget it too
Coast to coast, coast to coast
I'll do what I can so you can be what you do
Coast to coast, coast to coast
I'll do everything I can so you can be what you do
Coast to coast, coast to coast
Circuit rider comes every fifth sunday
Oh my lord, I fell asleep one day
Anything that I could do
Is there anything that I could do
That someone doesn't do for you
That someone didn't do for you
That I haven't already done for you

[hippyjonny]

i finally got the new album, havent really listened to it yet

[lakeside resort]

they played him on the OC tonight. don't know how I feel about that.

[lakeside resort]

she took the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue
well she locked the door and slipped past into rhythmic quietude

[falcor]

Originally posted by lakeside resort
they played him on the OC tonight. don't know how I feel about that.

i was mildly horrified. and then i got over it.

been listening a lot to him a lot lately.

[cordani]

elliot smith "king's crossing"


goddamn this song gets me everytime.





whats the muddled talk at the beginning?








i miss him a lot.

[ShadeElaine]

Damn, now I'm gonna listen to Elliott Smith for days... my annual tribute.

Whenever I listen to "Bye" off of Figure 8 now, I get chills.... his creepy, echo-y piano calling from the other side...

[YelloKitty]

elliott smith "basement II" demos (http://www.elliottsmithbsides.com/BasementIIDemos.htm)

[cordani]

too bad the linx are broked

[YelloKitty]

yup, that should work

[cordani]

word word word

thx

[lakeside resort]

Anyone getting the new record coming out May 8? It's a double disc.