Elliott Smith 1969-2003

It's hard to believe, and yet it makes a lot of sense. His songs were like a private thing for me; I listened to them alone.

Elliott Smith died on Tuesday from a stab wound (apparently self-inflicted) to the chest.
He wrote the most touching, sad songs I've ever heard, and it seems that his sadness finally won in the great battle of genius. I didn't know him, meet him, or even see him play. I'm sure he'd find this ridiculous. Take care, mate.

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