one of my favorite albums of elliott smith‘s is roman candle. this was his first solo album created on a four track inside the portland, oregon basement of his ex-girlfriend’s. its as if elliott is sitting right in front of you playing just his guitar in a small darkly lit room and yr the only one there. from someone so shy and unassuming, all his tiny lil whispers emit more power than comfortable silence does alone. when i listen to this, an overwhelming sadness just runs around inside of me and i want to linger there forever and ever.
you know that feeling when yr listening to something for the first time and it immediately just feels like home?
drawing by katie skelly