Musician Elliott Smith is confirmed to have committed suicide this evening at the age of 34.
Wow. Elliott Smith’s music is beautiful and yet it always struck me as sad, somewhat mournful. He always reminded me a bit of Nick drake in being able to produce these quiet and introverted but still catchy melodies.
When I was younger with more bravado (or cowardice or blindness) than sense, I always told myself I’d be dead by 35, that the accumulated weight of life would be unbearable by then. I’m past that but somehow this, Smiths music and story, brings back memories of many of those feelings of self-torment.