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Today was my monthly Elliott Smith marathon.
I've been an Elliott Smith fan ever since Good Will Hunting, which featured many of his songs and came out right smack dab in the middle of one of the rockiest times in my life (but hey, isn't that what the first year of undergrad is all about?!). And ever since Elliott Smith's apparent suicide last year, I have little monthly marathons where I play all of his albums back-to-back nonstop all day.
I didn't make it very far in my marathon today, though, cuz I found myself listening over and over to the song "Last Call" from his debut album Roman Candle. I was particularly stuck by the lyrics:
You're a crisis
You're an icicle
You're a tongueless talker
You don't care what you say
You're a jaywalker and you just, just walk away
And that's all you do


