Wednesday, October 22, 2003
I learned today that Elliott Smith has killed himself. He was only 34, and although he lead a life of self-inflicted torment and abuse I still feel surprise and sorrow. His songs had a wonderful Beatlesque quality and so many times they made me feel uplifted as long as I didn't listen carefully to the lyrics. But the words were always angry, filled with drunkeness, addiction, broken hearts, on and on and on. As his gorgeous waltz said, "I'm never gonna know you now, but I'm gonna love you anyhow."