I have lived in the same house all my life. I can't get out of bed much anymore, except when I have to go to my terrible job which just leaves me completely exhausted everyday. I refer to it as memory lane to friends, if I ever see them randomly. They haven't come around for years. I relate to this song too much...
This album always gives off this ominous vibe to me. You can tell in his voice he was going through a lot of turmoil. .and it being his last album just always makes me sad. .but they're some amazing songs on this album.
@@misstessamarie21 agreed. I guess this album could have been a double and that would have been really cool :) In the very least even though Elliott died young, his music has helped me a lot
Hello, I hope you're doing great I'm making translations to Spanish of Elliott's songs, could you help me with the phrase."The doctor spoke a cloud, and he rained out loud" what does "Spoke a cloud" means? Thank you!
I gotta say something. This mans music, this song especially has even more weight to it now that I am 6 months sober than I could have imagined in all my years downing in the drink. I will never romanticize my addictions again. Nope, depression was indeed not awesome when I was struggling and drugged up.
This is an underrated comment. Especially considering Elliot’s own struggles with addiction. It is so easy to romanticize, but that’s just an excuse for a weak will that will result in an early death.
Hell yeah, I'm 8 years sober from heroin, got clean when nobody even knew what was happening while fentanyl replaced heroin overnight as if nobody ever knew what heroin ever was.. so many of my friends died in that short period in the dead middle of the 2010s... because we all thought it was still heroin, but that fent has a short half life and only lasts 3 hours but hits so hard straight to the respiration and blacked out more lungs than the entire history of the tobacco industry. 2016 was the year of funerals, 2 or 3 friends died in 2013 and again in 2014, maybe 4-5 in 2015, but I lost 10 friends in 2016.. My best friend in the world lasted until 2018, and I wish I did things differently, and never gave him our old mutual best friends number: a rich kid who got $300 from family every day for heroin, whereas me and Austin worked all day to pay off habits that a 6 figure salary wouldn't cut it on... People like him will give tons of free heroin to people like us for rides, probably think he's doing something nice, and for me it probably was because I had a much more stable home life.. But not for Austin, because he didn't have anything to fall back on if that source of free heroin ran out. I could work and if ever I needed help fixing up my car I couldn't afford to fix, if I needed $250 every 3 or 4 months, my dad would lend a few hundred to fix it up so I could keep all my paycheck for the habit I was breaking 0 on maintaining so I never had to steal or hurt anybody to support my habit, only hurt myself (I never would anyways, thats why I always went to detox or quit cold; to reset my tolerance and afford the habit again). But my friend only had his drunk dad up here in the northeast, and he was an atrocious alcoholic whose imbecility would hurt everybody around him. My best friend Austin had a great job selling the local newspaper, getting cuts of like $60 for a half year subscription sold, $90 for a full year, something like that. And he had tons of sweatshirts and freebies to give away to help seal the deal with customers. He was smart, he would always go to the Bruins games, Celtics, Patriots games RIGHT when they were ending and make a killing while everyone drunkenly stumbles out, their inhibitions swayed by booze and especially if our team won people would drop cash on subscriptions like hotcakes. He would make $500 a night for 2-3 hours, with his high score being around $1000 in 2 hours. And even when he had a crippling heroin addiction, he would take us out to drink, get brunch, and do normal stuff as we both got onto a clinic and tried to get sober. I was working on my college degree in computer science, I started it while a heroin addict, begging for money with signs while typing up the code to my next application I was assigned to create for school. I had worked for 3 years of addiction up to that point, and was going in circles and reaching closer to death with every completed circuit. So I knew I felt if I had that degree and knowledge, no matter how hard I fall I would always have my experience and that piece of paper to help pick me up. But I started dating a really abusive and violent girl when I was totally naive to what the red flags for that were, just like heroin addiction, abuse was another thing I think I subconsciously saw as "that would never happen to me". She was trying to control me by keeping me from seeing my friends, but I didn't notice those true intentions at the time. She kept me from seeing my friend. Meanwhile, his drunken dad got him fired from his perfect job that he was amazing at and could have climbed the ladder to make a life with. But, in a drunken stupor, his dad punched their boss in the face, he was immediately fired and so was Austin, punishing him for the drunken sins of his father. Shortly after, he had been living with our mutual rich kid friend, who was giving him free dope every day for a few months, really ballooning his tolerance. And that friend of ours has a terrible habit of pathologically lying, but especially bad was his pattern of completely betraying his friends to get himself out of trouble whenever he gets caught stealing his mother's jewelry to pawn for dope. He stole her engagement ring for dope, even though they support his habit fully, she was livid and this was probably going to break the camel's back for him, so he blamed me for doing it and she hated me from that day on and I never knew why until later when I found out the full story.. I know the same thing happened with Austin, because there was only one thief there who consistently and stupidly stole from his mom. But Austin was kicked out, I didn't even know.. And with no place to stay, he moved back with his maternal grandparents in Virginia.. overdosed.. and died.. and a place he hated and always felt alone in. And I didn't know until it was too late. And I'll always regret taking my hateful narcissist of an ex-gf into my home, instead of my best friend who had made so many sacrifices out of kindness and love. He was a better person than her a million times over, he was a better man than I was despite being 4 years my junior. Fuck, I meant that to be like 1 paragraph, not 1 article.. I'm sorry. I love Austin a lot, and he's the closest thing to a sibling I ever had. But back to Elliott Smith. Despite all the terrible and destructive vices he had, he never once glorified them. He's the anti-lean rapper. He's not anti-drug and anti-drink obviously, he just talks about them as they are with what they do and how the lives end up for people who base too big a part of themselves on their drinking, doing dope or what have you. I'd say there's so many layers to his music, but I run the risk of sounding like I'm making a Shrek reference in reference to Elliott's Music.. so instead I'll say that as a sober guitarist who has been learning every Elliott song I can, his music is like a powerful tool to empower you in your true intentions. For me I am adamant on sobriety, and his music just steels that decision over further within me. And so much of his words are vague enough that they can be applied to so many different struggles to connect with his message in a deeply personal way, even though the means are different, the message is still loud and clear.
"This is the place you end up when you lose the chase" "Isolation pushes you til every muscle aches/Down the only road it ever takes" Some of the best lyrics about...the troubles...written by a man who wrote about them a lot
I've appreciated this song ever since I was 15. I'm 30 now and I just found myself randomly singing it and realized I understand it on a much deeper level now. Isolation pushes you 'till every muscle aches, down the only road it ever takes...
I have always loved this song since I first heard it (I must have been like 20-21 when I first heard it, now I am 29, will be 30 in a few weeks), but recently it hits me a lot harder... there is an oddly specific reason for that, my girlfriend's name is a literal translation of the word "memory" in her language, I always found that so beautiful and bittersweet ever since I knew the meaning of her name... the fact I was an alcoholic when we first met, and she motivated me to try and kick the habit, makes it even more poignant... our relationship is a bit shaky right now, but one thing is for sure: I am not leaving Memory Lane
I like that line, its a really good one. Some of his best lyrics can be either deep wisdom, or create some of the most powerful visual metaphors of all time.. Some of my favorites are ; 'They say God makes problems, just to see what you can stand, before you do as the Devil pleases' and the visual feast; "Shiva opens her arms now, to make sure I don't get too far"
Had to hear a second time , even after cryin , must be my period lol becuase I did cry when younger but dont know I'm feeling it more ! This song is deeepppp..... N beautiful ... be care ful or else..... Love that part .... Isolation , man as I sit here alone we all have a bit of that lonely feeling at times in life.
This song is hitting me way harder than it ever has before... she broke up with me yesterday... the reason why this hits me so hard is actually quite specific, her name is a literal translation of the word "memory" in her language, and to me that is so bittersweet... I'm still living on Memory Lane, and don't ever want to leave
This is the place You'll end up when You lose the chase Where you're dragged against your will From a basement on the hill And all anybody knows is You're not like them And they kick you in the head And send you back to bed Isolation pulled you pass a tunnel to a Bright world where you can make a place to stay But everybody's scared of this place They're staying away Your little house on memory lane The mayor's name is fear His force patrols the pier From a mountain of cliché That advances everyday The doctor spoke a cloud He rained out loud You'll keep your doors and windows shut And swear you'll Never show a soul again But isolation pushes you ‘til every muscle aches Down the only road it ever takes But everybody's scared of this place They're staying away Your little house on memory lane If it's your decision To be open about yourself Be careful or else Be careful or else Uncomfortable apart It's all written on my chart And I take what's given to me Most cooperatively I do what people say And lie in bed all day Absolutely horrified I hope you're satisfied Isolation pushes past self hatred, guilt and shame To a place where suffering is just a game But everybody's scared of this place They're staying away Your little house on memory lane Your little house on memory lane
This song in particular has a special meaning to me, as my girlfriend's name translates to "memory" in her language (so she is literally called "Memory" in her language)... referring to another song, she is the one who makes me feel "pretty", where I felt "ugly before"
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Do you ever listen to a song you haven't listened to in at least a decade, and surprise yourself by remembering every word?
a testament to his writing
All the time. Music is my little house on memory lane.
Now imagine this but its playing songs on guitar you havent played in 10 20 25 years... im a human jukebox.
Isolation pushes past self hatred guilt and shame to a place where suffering is just a game
I have lived in the same house all my life. I can't get out of bed much anymore, except when I have to go to my terrible job which just leaves me completely exhausted everyday. I refer to it as memory lane to friends, if I ever see them randomly. They haven't come around for years. I relate to this song too much...
I feel this.
i hope you're doing okay man
This album is quickly becoming my favorite, of his. Well isn't every album the best one, as you go through them?
This album always gives off this ominous vibe to me. You can tell in his voice he was going through a lot of turmoil. .and it being his last album just always makes me sad. .but they're some amazing songs on this album.
@@misstessamarie21 agreed. I guess this album could have been a double and that would have been really cool :) In the very least even though Elliott died young, his music has helped me a lot
Hello, I hope you're doing great I'm making translations to Spanish of Elliott's songs, could you help me with the phrase."The doctor spoke a cloud, and he rained out loud" what does "Spoke a cloud" means? Thank you!
@@Lnninpz just heard it as i read your comment 😂... 😢
@@claudiomargheri2087 haha cool
I gotta say something. This mans music, this song especially has even more weight to it now that I am 6 months sober than I could have imagined in all my years downing in the drink. I will never romanticize my addictions again. Nope, depression was indeed not awesome when I was struggling and drugged up.
This is an underrated comment. Especially considering Elliot’s own struggles with addiction. It is so easy to romanticize, but that’s just an excuse for a weak will that will result in an early death.
Hell yeah, I'm 8 years sober from heroin, got clean when nobody even knew what was happening while fentanyl replaced heroin overnight as if nobody ever knew what heroin ever was.. so many of my friends died in that short period in the dead middle of the 2010s... because we all thought it was still heroin, but that fent has a short half life and only lasts 3 hours but hits so hard straight to the respiration and blacked out more lungs than the entire history of the tobacco industry. 2016 was the year of funerals, 2 or 3 friends died in 2013 and again in 2014, maybe 4-5 in 2015, but I lost 10 friends in 2016.. My best friend in the world lasted until 2018, and I wish I did things differently, and never gave him our old mutual best friends number: a rich kid who got $300 from family every day for heroin, whereas me and Austin worked all day to pay off habits that a 6 figure salary wouldn't cut it on... People like him will give tons of free heroin to people like us for rides, probably think he's doing something nice, and for me it probably was because I had a much more stable home life.. But not for Austin, because he didn't have anything to fall back on if that source of free heroin ran out. I could work and if ever I needed help fixing up my car I couldn't afford to fix, if I needed $250 every 3 or 4 months, my dad would lend a few hundred to fix it up so I could keep all my paycheck for the habit I was breaking 0 on maintaining so I never had to steal or hurt anybody to support my habit, only hurt myself (I never would anyways, thats why I always went to detox or quit cold; to reset my tolerance and afford the habit again). But my friend only had his drunk dad up here in the northeast, and he was an atrocious alcoholic whose imbecility would hurt everybody around him. My best friend Austin had a great job selling the local newspaper, getting cuts of like $60 for a half year subscription sold, $90 for a full year, something like that. And he had tons of sweatshirts and freebies to give away to help seal the deal with customers. He was smart, he would always go to the Bruins games, Celtics, Patriots games RIGHT when they were ending and make a killing while everyone drunkenly stumbles out, their inhibitions swayed by booze and especially if our team won people would drop cash on subscriptions like hotcakes. He would make $500 a night for 2-3 hours, with his high score being around $1000 in 2 hours. And even when he had a crippling heroin addiction, he would take us out to drink, get brunch, and do normal stuff as we both got onto a clinic and tried to get sober. I was working on my college degree in computer science, I started it while a heroin addict, begging for money with signs while typing up the code to my next application I was assigned to create for school. I had worked for 3 years of addiction up to that point, and was going in circles and reaching closer to death with every completed circuit. So I knew I felt if I had that degree and knowledge, no matter how hard I fall I would always have my experience and that piece of paper to help pick me up.
But I started dating a really abusive and violent girl when I was totally naive to what the red flags for that were, just like heroin addiction, abuse was another thing I think I subconsciously saw as "that would never happen to me". She was trying to control me by keeping me from seeing my friends, but I didn't notice those true intentions at the time. She kept me from seeing my friend.
Meanwhile, his drunken dad got him fired from his perfect job that he was amazing at and could have climbed the ladder to make a life with. But, in a drunken stupor, his dad punched their boss in the face, he was immediately fired and so was Austin, punishing him for the drunken sins of his father.
Shortly after, he had been living with our mutual rich kid friend, who was giving him free dope every day for a few months, really ballooning his tolerance. And that friend of ours has a terrible habit of pathologically lying, but especially bad was his pattern of completely betraying his friends to get himself out of trouble whenever he gets caught stealing his mother's jewelry to pawn for dope. He stole her engagement ring for dope, even though they support his habit fully, she was livid and this was probably going to break the camel's back for him, so he blamed me for doing it and she hated me from that day on and I never knew why until later when I found out the full story.. I know the same thing happened with Austin, because there was only one thief there who consistently and stupidly stole from his mom. But Austin was kicked out, I didn't even know.. And with no place to stay, he moved back with his maternal grandparents in Virginia.. overdosed.. and died.. and a place he hated and always felt alone in. And I didn't know until it was too late. And I'll always regret taking my hateful narcissist of an ex-gf into my home, instead of my best friend who had made so many sacrifices out of kindness and love. He was a better person than her a million times over, he was a better man than I was despite being 4 years my junior.
Fuck, I meant that to be like 1 paragraph, not 1 article.. I'm sorry. I love Austin a lot, and he's the closest thing to a sibling I ever had. But back to Elliott Smith. Despite all the terrible and destructive vices he had, he never once glorified them. He's the anti-lean rapper. He's not anti-drug and anti-drink obviously, he just talks about them as they are with what they do and how the lives end up for people who base too big a part of themselves on their drinking, doing dope or what have you. I'd say there's so many layers to his music, but I run the risk of sounding like I'm making a Shrek reference in reference to Elliott's Music.. so instead I'll say that as a sober guitarist who has been learning every Elliott song I can, his music is like a powerful tool to empower you in your true intentions. For me I am adamant on sobriety, and his music just steels that decision over further within me. And so much of his words are vague enough that they can be applied to so many different struggles to connect with his message in a deeply personal way, even though the means are different, the message is still loud and clear.
To a place where suffering is just a game...
We only know if we've been there before.
"This is the place you end up when you lose the chase"
"Isolation pushes you til every muscle aches/Down the only road it ever takes"
Some of the best lyrics about...the troubles...written by a man who wrote about them a lot
A brilliant blend of musical and lyrical melody what a fucking genius RIP tortured soul 🖤
One of the best songs ever written
i love elliott’s songwriting skill’s but my god his lyrics are so underrated, just unbelievably beautiful
Such a good song omg, just discovered Elliott weeks ago and im loving all of his songs. Chill mood
congrats. you're like third generation. no shame. glad you like it. i'm second. elliott is a bit older than me.
@@petergbrooks First gen here. Master songwriters are immortal for a reason. Songs are forever.
I found him the day he died/ killed/ murdered, whatever you want to call it in a crappy local newspaper... be careful listening! Hurts so good.
Ggggg
He was a brilliant poet and has helped me through dark times. I love you Elliott
Wish it could have gone differently for you. 💜 🎶
Yeah....
I've appreciated this song ever since I was 15. I'm 30 now and I just found myself randomly singing it and realized I understand it on a much deeper level now. Isolation pushes you 'till every muscle aches, down the only road it ever takes...
I have always loved this song since I first heard it (I must have been like 20-21 when I first heard it, now I am 29, will be 30 in a few weeks), but recently it hits me a lot harder... there is an oddly specific reason for that, my girlfriend's name is a literal translation of the word "memory" in her language, I always found that so beautiful and bittersweet ever since I knew the meaning of her name... the fact I was an alcoholic when we first met, and she motivated me to try and kick the habit, makes it even more poignant... our relationship is a bit shaky right now, but one thing is for sure: I am not leaving Memory Lane
I like that line, its a really good one. Some of his best lyrics can be either deep wisdom, or create some of the most powerful visual metaphors of all time.. Some of my favorites are ; 'They say God makes problems, just to see what you can stand, before you do as the Devil pleases'
and the visual feast; "Shiva opens her arms now, to make sure I don't get too far"
One of the greatest songs I’ve ever heard
Had to hear a second time , even after cryin , must be my period lol becuase I did cry when younger but dont know I'm feeling it more ! This song is deeepppp..... N beautiful ... be care ful or else..... Love that part .... Isolation , man as I sit here alone we all have a bit of that lonely feeling at times in life.
I still live on memory lane.
I still haven't lost the chase
This song is hitting me way harder than it ever has before... she broke up with me yesterday... the reason why this hits me so hard is actually quite specific, her name is a literal translation of the word "memory" in her language, and to me that is so bittersweet... I'm still living on Memory Lane, and don't ever want to leave
timeless
What a fantastic piece of work.
This song is so uniquely beautiful
Only just recently started appreciating this song, previously thinking of it as one of the lesser tracks on Basement. The lyrics are so good too.
beautiful
This is the place
You'll end up when
You lose the chase
Where you're dragged against your will
From a basement on the hill
And all anybody knows is
You're not like them
And they kick you in the head
And send you back to bed
Isolation pulled you pass a tunnel to a
Bright world where you can make a place to stay
But everybody's scared of this place
They're staying away
Your little house on memory lane
The mayor's name is fear
His force patrols the pier
From a mountain of cliché
That advances everyday
The doctor spoke a cloud
He rained out loud
You'll keep your doors and windows shut
And swear you'll
Never show a soul again
But isolation pushes you ‘til every muscle aches
Down the only road it ever takes
But everybody's scared of this place
They're staying away
Your little house on memory lane
If it's your decision
To be open about yourself
Be careful or else
Be careful or else
Uncomfortable apart
It's all written on my chart
And I take what's given to me
Most cooperatively
I do what people say
And lie in bed all day
Absolutely horrified
I hope you're satisfied
Isolation pushes past self hatred, guilt and shame
To a place where suffering is just a game
But everybody's scared of this place
They're staying away
Your little house on memory lane
Your little house on memory lane
past a tunnel*
THIS!
Love this sonnnngg
magic
This is my song for Veterans Affairs
I love you elliott
Wow love
This song in particular has a special meaning to me, as my girlfriend's name translates to "memory" in her language (so she is literally called "Memory" in her language)... referring to another song, she is the one who makes me feel "pretty", where I felt "ugly before"
This is the place you find yourself post mortem and needed a more precise look
❤️
To anyone who is here and plays guitar, learn the chords, play the song and you’ll never be alone
LOL good luck with that
RIP!
RIP. ✌🌹
but isolation pushes you til every muscle aches, down the only road it ever takes..
This song gets close to Beatles territory, and I do not say that lightly. Elliot Smith was a songwriting genius.
I'm going to
What's wrong with contemporary pop can be easily explained when you see this song has had less than 96k plays in 7 years.
Elliot Smith is a top-20 musician in American history.
@@bluegregory6239 World history man... Elliott has inspired countless British musicians such as myself, and continues to do so
Anyone notice the little noise at 1:11 when he finishes saying "never show a soul again)
guitar fret noise
not me singing the mirror's name is phil for only 20 years
I used to think it was ‘the mayor’s name is phil’ 😭
lie in bed all day
Twelve foot ninja almost has the same song...
Upbeat Elliot is nice :) tho still dark lol sounds what Paul Simon would've wrote if Garfunkel had a better career
As someone who killed themselves in the 90s, I really identify with this.
Just another mk-skittle that got diddled... smh
Yeah what are you talking about?