:: Thursday, October 23, 2003 ::

If any of you ever look at the music I'm listening to with every post, you will have noticed that last time it was Elliott Smith. I fell in love with his sound the first time I saw Good Will Hunting, and have listened ever since.

It had been a while, but just a few days ago I started listening to him constantly. The west coast grey dreary raininess had kindled a desire for that sound. For three days straight I had Miss Misery running through my head.

And yesterday he killed himself.

Although I've always loved his music, I don't know much about him. I can't tell you anything about his family, career, or life. I can't list off a complete discography with track listings and knowledge of secret songs. But he's just been there, in the background, like a good movie soundtrack that's so good you don't even hear it. His music has made me cry when I was melancholy and comforted me when I was really hurting. I think this is the first time a celebrity's death has actually made me sad.

It's sad that by losing his life he might gain greater fame, but if the one good thing that comes from death is that more people can witness something beautiful, then by all means, go listen.


~song~ Elliott Smith - Say Yes

:: Katy 12:13 a.m. [+] :: ::