Monday, September 7, 2009

2004 : 35 "King's Crossing" by Elliott Smith

Is it afterlife with which we begin? A buzz to chords a-coming: manic, inexorable. In "King's Crossing" Elliott Smith tells us he took his own insides out; we know he died from two stab wounds. Getting to being carried away. A fuck you from the anyway I already have. I don't want to talk about it any more.

Justin Timberdrake

Listen: Elliott Smith >> "King's Crossing"

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