Some Song and Waltz #2 by Elliott Smith are ‘my’ songs…No matter how much I try to have new ones…And he cannot write me a new one anyhow… I know Phoebe Bridgers has her own thing but I still feel as though these two songs by Elliott Smith are what I believe to be what her music and lyrics are most informed by and what they are hinting at conveying ...And you do not have to agree or even know wtf I am talking about...Just listen...It's well-understood... First the mic, then a half cigarette/Singing, "Cathy's Clown" That's the man she's married to now/That's the girl that he takes around town She appears composed, so she is, I suppose/Who can really tell? She shows no emotion at all/Stares into space like a dead china doll I'm never gonna know you now/But I'm gonna love you anyhow Now she's done and they're calling someone/Such a familiar name I'm so glad that my memory's remote/'Cause I'm doing just fine hour to hour, note to note Here it is, the revenge to the tune, "You're no good You're no good, you're no good, you're no good" Can't you tell that it's well understood? I'm never gonna know you now/But I'm gonna love you anyhow I'm here today and expected to stay/On and on and on I'm tired/I'm tired… Looking out on the substitute scene/Still going strong XO, mom/It's okay, it's alright, nothing's wrong Tell Mr. Man with impossible plans to just leave me alone In the place where I make no mistakes/In the place where I have what it takes I'm never gonna know you now/But I'm gonna love you anyhow… ………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Elliott Smith- Some Song (again) It's a junkie dream, makes you so uptight/Yeah, it's Halloween tonight and every night/Hear you scratch your skin, your sandpaper throat/You're a symphony, man, with one fucking note… Charlie (‘dad’) beat you up week after week/And when you grow up, you're gonna be a freak/Want a violent girl who's not scared of anything… Help me kill my time 'Cause I'll never be fine You went down to look at old *Dallas Town/Where you must be sick just to hang around/Seen it on TV, how to kill your man/Then like Gacy's scene, a canvas in your hand… Better call your mom, she's out looking for you/In the jail and the army and the hospital too/But those people there couldn't do anything for you… Help me kill my time… *…We never need to talk…*
Yo thats the best shit ever lmao
phoebe smiling when she heard everyone screaming without prompting filled me with so much joy
I need to watch this live and scream my lungs out at the end. I feel it must be the most cathartic experience ever
i was second row and it was so cathartic to scream with hundreds of other people, i wish i could go back
I love how she runs off at the end like she has to take a leak, LOL. What a magnificent song.
Her screaming at the end gets me every time
Thanks to Chris Riddell for pointing me to this - great ending to the show!
i’d sell my soul for this
i wish i was there
magical
i has there :)
ganda tangina 😭
misted the live stream must have been i different time zone. Her videos the last year and a half with no live music have been great.
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Some Song and Waltz #2 by Elliott Smith are ‘my’ songs…No matter how much I try to have new ones…And he cannot write me a new one anyhow…
I know Phoebe Bridgers has her own thing but I still feel as though these two songs by Elliott Smith are what I believe to be what her music and lyrics are most informed by and what they are hinting at conveying ...And you do not have to agree or even know wtf I am talking about...Just listen...It's well-understood...
First the mic, then a half cigarette/Singing, "Cathy's Clown"
That's the man she's married to now/That's the girl that he takes around town
She appears composed, so she is, I suppose/Who can really tell?
She shows no emotion at all/Stares into space like a dead china doll
I'm never gonna know you now/But I'm gonna love you anyhow
Now she's done and they're calling someone/Such a familiar name
I'm so glad that my memory's remote/'Cause I'm doing just fine hour to hour, note to note
Here it is, the revenge to the tune, "You're no good
You're no good, you're no good, you're no good"
Can't you tell that it's well understood?
I'm never gonna know you now/But I'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm here today and expected to stay/On and on and on
I'm tired/I'm tired…
Looking out on the substitute scene/Still going strong
XO, mom/It's okay, it's alright, nothing's wrong
Tell Mr. Man with impossible plans to just leave me alone
In the place where I make no mistakes/In the place where I have what it takes
I'm never gonna know you now/But I'm gonna love you anyhow…
…………………………………………………………………………………………………..
Elliott Smith- Some Song (again)
It's a junkie dream, makes you so uptight/Yeah, it's Halloween tonight and every night/Hear you scratch your skin, your sandpaper throat/You're a symphony, man, with one fucking note…
Charlie (‘dad’) beat you up week after week/And when you grow up, you're gonna be a freak/Want a violent girl who's not scared of anything…
Help me kill my time
'Cause I'll never be fine
You went down to look at old *Dallas Town/Where you must be sick just to hang around/Seen it on TV, how to kill your man/Then like Gacy's scene, a canvas in your hand…
Better call your mom, she's out looking for you/In the jail and the army and the hospital too/But those people there couldn't do anything for you…
Help me kill my time…
*…We never need to talk…*