Now You See Your First Mistake

Some Thoughts on Elliott Smith from Afar


Lisa you can never go home again.

No i mean literally. You cannot come back here. You will be stopped at the border and your artsy craftsy weavebag will be searched for ought contraband until some is found and you are set on your way to Boise, Idaho; where you will be happy. It's the new portland. 4.
I'm still here and I wish I could go back to the Portland that Elliott knew. Excellent article.
Beautiful writing. I miss you lots, and Old Portland, too.
Outside of serving the guy breakfast countless times, I don't have much of a memory of him as a person. Love the music, though.