Joe Bloggs he's the best songwriter to ever live. Ever. None of his songs are bad. None. No other songwriter has the amount of consistency that he does. There's good songwriters, even great ones, but there will never be another Elliott.
was recently told that i should 'smile once in a while' and it reeeeeaally made me 'want to give them a peace of [my] mind'.. but 'if i have to be like them, i'd rather be no one'. so i instead turned on this song and drifted into internal elliott bliss. this may just be my favorite of his.
but also, we are all different. If we weren't, life wouldn't be worth living &, anyway, we would all be dead. Diversity is our strength & i think there is very little we can do about it. People are always trying, so many of them & so hard to be the same. The same as what? It's worse than stupid. I don't want to see anyone suffer like that & i go through it, too, or did, do, idk. We are so very fortunate to be alive even in a world overflowing with shit.
"They can't be people....Not if I'm one." That line, I think, best encapsulates the problem with other people. As Bukowski said,"Hell is other people." I'm beginning to believe it. It takes all kinds. That line Is also probably one of the most heartbreaking lines in any song ever, in my humble opinion.
That is the line that hits me hardest from this song... as someone who was bullied as a kid, I always stood up for those who were bullied in highschool, remembering my own experiences... I ended up making friends with the ones who were bullied, but this in itself was a bad move, as they ended up being bad influences and hooking me up on various substances... if I had to be like either group of people, I'd rather be no one, rather spend the day blank as hell by the window, looking out of my stained glass eyes
This is my personal favorite song song of all time, any music. I was an Elliott fan for years before hearing this a while back. I have never in my life come across more ______(I don't know what to call them) lyrics in my life. Beautiful, honest, real, whatever you want to use. Elliott had a way of finding words for the things you always think about but can't describe.
Absolutely. I'm increasingly frustrated trying to express myself without muddying everything up in translation. It is so powerful the way he communicates. He can write a call-out song more biting than Bob Dylan even could, but i dont sense vengeance in this song at all. Elliott could be so mature & so human.
Same here brother. I can't listen to any of this without having goosebumps through the entire song. "rather spend the day blank as hell, by the window"
What an extraordinary talent / I’ve been listening to Elliott for twenty years - and he’s my go to artist to play along to and learn songs. He is the most challenging songwriter I’ve ever encountered - And it’s uncanny that I keep finding amazing songs I never heard by him. It’s people like him that keep me playing - keep the mystery alive .. I’m grateful there are many other fans who appreciate his legacy.
And he didn't think this song was complete enough to put on an album... he had a way of fine tuning a song over the course of years even before he came up with the "best" finished version. This has a rough draft feel to me. Raw Elliott Smith, pure uncut form. I love him. I agree with the comment that Said his "B grade" stuff was more profound than most world renound song writers could ever hope to create. 😢 We miss you Elliott. Thanks for making us feel better.
I love the little Beatle wink "they sip their lemonade" (from "rain"). Makes it seem a bit more unfinished, as I don't think he would have left it like that for an album. Which somehow makes it even cooler.
My very very favorite part of this song. Seems like I’m getting a lot more of this from people lately. I’m not a person them. I’m an unfortunate morality tale. Fuck them. They’re the monsters, not me. My hands are clean. They can’t say the same thing. They’re too busy thrashing about in the muck and the mire with all the other pigs. I thank god I am who I am, no longer a prole. No longer a lickspittle. My scarlet letter I display for all to see. I am who I am. Somebody has to be.
You did an amazing job, I love it very much. Brought tears to my heart in self realization. As well as knowing this man is surely an angel now! Watching over the broken, hearts.
I honestly believe some ppl have super human intelligence. And you would never know. All great great philosophers are artists in many ways. And some only shine for themselves.
Hi Marissa we are writing to elliott today again. . I like speaking to the dead because the dead can’t talk back to me. That’s a whole different issue. I love you for inspiring me other artists to tap into emotional intelligence but you have r to work on yourself now. I’ve tried to give them songs but people don’t appreciate you and show utter indifference to what we’ve been through. They never will care. You have only yourself. . But I can’t blame them for wanting to be happy, either.
it is a song Elliott never released in an album, as he considered it part of his "B material", (as Joe said); after his death, was collected in the "Unreleased Studio Recordings".
I think it was recorded around the time figure 8 was being made, because on the "the moon is a sickle cell" compilation it's listed under that era or period of time
I am close now. Teetering on the edge of becoming like them and losing myself. I say that I refuse to deny what I feel, but that cloying abyss, that hole in the ground that is shaped just like my head is awful tempting. I hope to take a step back from the edge Friday. God, I hope that Friday is my Independence Day. It's time I turned the corner...or go ahead and become a braying jackass that pretends to feel nothing.
Seven months later and I'm still in the trenches, fighting for a false cause. Love is leaving me breathless as I feel the kernel of my happiness become....misplaced. Now I'm to the point where if she sticks around, great. If she doesn't, great. I can't lose. But I can't win either.
Me da miedo terminar sepultada bajo la avalancha de dolor que pesa sobre mí. Si lees esto háblame. Por favor. Se que soy algo bastante patética pero, hazlo igualmente.
Most successful artists will never come close to writing anything nearly as good as the songs Elliott considered his "B" material.
+Joe Bloggs elliott smith doesn't have "B" material
My opinion exactly...
+Cooper Thompson precisely
+Joe Bloggs Glad to see my use of quotes around "B" material hasn't been lost on the intellectual giants perusing youtube.
Joe Bloggs he's the best songwriter to ever live. Ever. None of his songs are bad. None. No other songwriter has the amount of consistency that he does. There's good songwriters, even great ones, but there will never be another Elliott.
Elliott truly gives me the feeling of somebody embracing my soul, no other human has ever quite resonated with me as he does. Truly a hero
Everytime I think I've herd every Elliott smith song, here comes another one
Same. It's like he's alive on here somewhere
😂😂🙆♂️
Well... He just gets it.
was recently told that i should 'smile once in a while' and it reeeeeaally made me 'want to give them a peace of [my] mind'.. but 'if i have to be like them, i'd rather be no one'. so i instead turned on this song and drifted into internal elliott bliss.
this may just be my favorite of his.
but also, we are all different. If we weren't, life wouldn't be worth living &, anyway, we would all be dead. Diversity is our strength & i think there is very little we can do about it. People are always trying, so many of them & so hard to be the same. The same as what? It's worse than stupid. I don't want to see anyone suffer like that & i go through it, too, or did, do, idk. We are so very fortunate to be alive even in a world overflowing with shit.
internal and eternal elliott bliss
The older I get, the more I value Elliott's more obscure tracks. They're poetry.
"They can't be people....Not if I'm one." That line, I think, best encapsulates the problem with other people. As Bukowski said,"Hell is other people." I'm beginning to believe it. It takes all kinds. That line Is also probably one of the most heartbreaking lines in any song ever, in my humble opinion.
Hell is other people was Jean Paul Sartre , not Bukowski, its from his play No Exit.
I totally agree and so would Bukowski ok
That is the line that hits me hardest from this song... as someone who was bullied as a kid, I always stood up for those who were bullied in highschool, remembering my own experiences... I ended up making friends with the ones who were bullied, but this in itself was a bad move, as they ended up being bad influences and hooking me up on various substances... if I had to be like either group of people, I'd rather be no one, rather spend the day blank as hell by the window, looking out of my stained glass eyes
This is my personal favorite song song of all time, any music. I was an Elliott fan for years before hearing this a while back. I have never in my life come across more ______(I don't know what to call them) lyrics in my life. Beautiful, honest, real, whatever you want to use. Elliott had a way of finding words for the things you always think about but can't describe.
Absolutely. I'm increasingly frustrated trying to express myself without muddying everything up in translation. It is so powerful the way he communicates. He can write a call-out song more biting than Bob Dylan even could, but i dont sense vengeance in this song at all. Elliott could be so mature & so human.
Same here brother. I can't listen to any of this without having goosebumps through the entire song. "rather spend the day blank as hell, by the window"
same..... ♡
Same
Very relatable lyrics... "But they can't be people, not if I'm one, if I had to be like them, I'd rather be no one"
What an extraordinary talent / I’ve been listening to Elliott for twenty years - and he’s my go to artist to play along to and learn songs. He is the most challenging songwriter I’ve ever encountered -
And it’s uncanny that I keep finding amazing songs I never heard by him. It’s people like him that keep me playing - keep the mystery alive .. I’m grateful there are many other fans who appreciate his legacy.
And he didn't think this song was complete enough to put on an album... he had a way of fine tuning a song over the course of years even before he came up with the "best" finished version. This has a rough draft feel to me. Raw Elliott Smith, pure uncut form. I love him. I agree with the comment that Said his "B grade" stuff was more profound than most world renound song writers could ever hope to create. 😢 We miss you Elliott. Thanks for making us feel better.
True Rip Elliott Smith he deserved so much better, and so do all the hurting misunderstood people
This song resonates with me. It's gorgeous.
It's been twenty years since his death and there's still nothing like Elliott Smith.
I love the little Beatle wink "they sip their lemonade" (from "rain"). Makes it seem a bit more unfinished, as I don't think he would have left it like that for an album. Which somehow makes it even cooler.
Sprtschk the bigger wink is that the whole melody in like Norwegian Wood
@@d-rockanomaly9243 thats hilarious imagining him singing scrambled eggs instead of yesterday, that really gets to me hahaha
"they can't be people...not if I'm one"
♡
My very very favorite part of this song. Seems like I’m getting a lot more of this from people lately. I’m not a person them. I’m an unfortunate morality tale. Fuck them. They’re the monsters, not me. My hands are clean. They can’t say the same thing. They’re too busy thrashing about in the muck and the mire with all the other pigs. I thank god I am who I am, no longer a prole. No longer a lickspittle. My scarlet letter I display for all to see. I am who I am. Somebody has to be.
You did an amazing job, I love it very much. Brought tears to my heart in self realization. As well as knowing this man is surely an angel now! Watching over the broken, hearts.
I honestly believe some ppl have super human intelligence. And you would never know. All great great philosophers are artists in many ways. And some only shine for themselves.
Said perfectly.
I'd rather spend my day, by the window, looking out with stained-
glass eyes.
Hi Marissa we are writing to elliott today again. . I like speaking to the dead because the dead can’t talk back to me. That’s a whole different issue. I love you for inspiring me other artists to tap into emotional intelligence but you have r to work on yourself now. I’ve tried to give them songs but people don’t appreciate you and show utter indifference to what we’ve been through. They never will care. You have only yourself. . But I can’t blame them for wanting to be happy, either.
Norwegian woodesque . Very nice
Beautiful Elliott, beautiful, Mr. Smith. E
beautiful
I hear the beatles through this and that is great.
I love you Elliott.
It breaks my heart how many of his lyrics seem like he knew what was eventually going to happen. Not saying he did but it’s just eerie..
this is so awesome its beyond words. i love elliott smith and this song is ultimate!!!!
Beautiful job, the kind of art for the greatness of Elliott
Elliott shat brilliance
this song speaks to me on another level
What a beautiful song, it's like a more modern Walt's 2
if i have to be like them, id rather be no one ! ❤️
anyone know when he recorded this one??? great melody and lyrics.. as usual
thank you for the video. one love
I listen to this song after any minor social mishap
What a gem! Thanks
If his music is like psalms his music is honest painful pure love you Elliott
If I have to be like them I'd rather be no one!
Love you Elliott
Gracias elliott por estallar estos sentimientos en mí
So you must play the comic if they want one, describe their moment when theyre in one. Yup that's me.
bittersweet honey.
Can anyone say who this was
Anyone who knew him at the time.
I wish I knew him.❤❤❤
Refuse to give up. Refuse to be ordinary.
Where is this from? I can’t seem to find it on any of his albums.
it is a song Elliott never released in an album, as he considered it part of his "B material", (as Joe said); after his death, was collected in the "Unreleased Studio Recordings".
Does anyone know which era/session this is from? I can't place it.
take a look at this website: songs.alphabet-town.com/stainedglasseyes
I think it was recorded around the time figure 8 was being made, because on the "the moon is a sickle cell" compilation it's listed under that era or period of time
Didn't Elliott die in 2003, NOT 2009! R.I.P. Steven Paul Smith 21st October 2003
this sounds like Norwegian wood
I would rather be no one too. Surrounded by monsters.
Don't let the monsters hurt you, but don't do anything stupid either.
I know the feeling
I am close now. Teetering on the edge of becoming like them and losing myself. I say that I refuse to deny what I feel, but that cloying abyss, that hole in the ground that is shaped just like my head is awful tempting. I hope to take a step back from the edge Friday. God, I hope that Friday is my Independence Day. It's time I turned the corner...or go ahead and become a braying jackass that pretends to feel nothing.
Seven months later and I'm still in the trenches, fighting for a false cause. Love is leaving me breathless as I feel the kernel of my happiness become....misplaced. Now I'm to the point where if she sticks around, great. If she doesn't, great. I can't lose. But I can't win either.
Fuck why I don't understand the songs
shoutout to the hopeless loners
Me da miedo terminar sepultada bajo la avalancha de dolor que pesa sobre mí. Si lees esto háblame. Por favor.
Se que soy algo bastante patética pero, hazlo igualmente.
Entre Tumbas Hola, yo tambien me siento patetico
:)
¿A quién diriges el mensaje?
Hope youre doing ok these day's
never been into booze or even seen heroin...... no clue.......
XO, your missed and loved!