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:: Sunday, November 09, 2003 :: A fairly severe oversight on my part, but I wanted to mention the passing of Elliott Smith on October 21st of this year. He took his own life in a swift and final knife to the chest. He'd been working on his latest album, which he himself had said in an interview was about ninety percent complete. I just hope that the recording company doesn't bastardize his work in order to "put out a cohesive album." Let it be how he left it, period. I own everything he's ever done, having begun to follow his work even before it appeared in such blockbuster films as "Good Will Hunting" and "The Royal Tanenbaums." There was an arm's-length yet intimate style to his recordings: up close and personal acoustic guitar with vocals that seemed almost a whisper at times. And he had a way with words, a restrained, insightful sorrow. Though I pass no judgment on his decision, I will miss him terribly. Thanks, Elliott, for what you left us, and for being willing even to share that.
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