i didn’t have a hard time making it i had a hard time letting it go.
over the past twenty-four years, i have dedicated my heart and soul to the world of music. artists may always come and go, but there’s those particular few that you somehow can’t and won’t ever forget.
elliott smith is one of them.
quietly inside of all the open sorrows and sighs of regret, guilt, addiction, misunderstandings — there’s these certain spaces inbetween when elliott sings that are meant to be hidden but appear so vivid and vulnerable. its amazing how a part of us that can remain so tightly disclosed and private, every now and then unlocks itself and gives a new sense of light and hope that just keeps on radiating. thats how i feel when i listen to his music. somehow underneath every simplicity permeates a warmth that leaves one so tired that we’re blessed with an optimistic sense of the bittersweet.