He didn’t have to do things for himself in everyday life any more

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“He didn’t have to do things for himself in everyday life any more. He didn’t have to go grocery shopping, he didn’t have to make his own dinner, he didn’t have to talk to his manager – somebody else could do all that for him. He had all this free time to just get into his own head, and there was a lot of dark stuff in there. I think he felt like he needed to live up to his own mythology. There was a pressure to be that guy that everybody thought he was. It was really dumb.”

Joanna Bolme

This is a story about how I got to live my fantasy

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“This is a story about how I got to live my fantasy of walking through the door of the building at 3 Abbey Road and saying, “We’re working in studio 2.”It’s second only to the one where I walk through the door and the receptionist says “Good morning Mr Martin.” This was made possible by my generous friend Elliott Smith, whom I believe had a similar fantasy. We were joined by our buddies Rob Schnapf and Tom Rothrock, who took care of the recording duties, and Sam Coomes from Quasi, the best rock band in the world.

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The year he died, Elliott came to see me play

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“The year he died, Elliott came to see me play. He was excited about his studio and he hadn’t been doing drugs. He wanted to show me his studio. I was going to go after the show, but Jennifer Chiba threw a fit and made him leave. That was a bummer – we hadn’t hung out in years and been civil, and we were making some amends. It was the last time I saw him.”

Joanna Bolme