Lucky Them
I knew Matthew Smith for 15 years
before the night of his final show.
Everyone remembers
his talent and face.
But the Matthew I knew was
strange, funny, and
unbearably insecure.
Matthew didn't show up for
that show 10 years ago...
He left us all behind.
He left me, his girlfriend,
speeding off into the night,
completely and utterly totaled.
Sitting on the floor
in the bathroom
Spinning bowie around
Hey, El?
Gonna go crazy.
Yeah, I was that, uh... that maybe
we shouldn't do this anymore.
You're breaking up with me?
Well, you know, breaking up would imply
that we were actually going out, I guess.
We have been going out for
three months.
No, you've been coming over to
three months... you
know, which is awesome.
I like having sex
with you, but...
Oh, wow.
...to date, I suppose one
would go out on dates.
That's what I'm saying.
It's just I like you, and
it's not that you're older.
At this point in my life, it's
just like I want something more
than just, like, casual sex,
and... and it doesn't
seem like you do.
Now I sound like a dick.
What I'm saying is that...
Yeah, you sound like a dick.
Okay, you're leaving.
Hey, look, let's, like, still be
friends, and just
don't slam the...
Even though I know
that I've done wrong
Oh, I'd still
waste your time
A safe-haven child
cryin', lovin'
Try to keep it together
Oh, yeah
Now, everybody wakes
up and holds on
Nobody just like them
No
Starin' at her eyes
'cause I need them
No, but they can't
see my pain, no
Seizure comin' like
a rush of blood
Pressure breaks and you start
to black out
Wake up 'cause
you're mad inside
No one else sees a blackout,
no, like you do
Yeah, yeah
So, what you want with me?
Oh, please just let me be
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, my God
Here we go again
There's a hole in my head
All black and shining
Hi, darling.
you that the rent was due yesterday.
I'm sure it's in the mail.
Okay. Bye-bye.
Miss Ellie, it's your boss.
I need to talk to you, dear.
I need to talk to you, dear.
Kurt, where's Courtney?
Or, Courtney, where's Kurt?
I, I, I, I
Oh!
Do you know what I mean?
I would love to have him
shoot the cover,
but, you know...
Miss Ellie's here. I got to go.
I need to talk to you.
All right, well, you know, keep
up the good work.
I want to feature this guy.
Yeah. Who is it?
Lucas stone.
Why do you got to keep on
featuring all these nobodies?
You know, I thought stax was all about,
you know, discovering new talent.
Isn't that why you hired me?
I probably said that when
stax was still a beloved,
stax was still a beloved,
Neolithic music magazine.
Neolithic music magazine.
Things change.
Mm-hmm.
No.
I've been surveying the
territory, and from where I'm
sitting, things are
looking pretty bleak.
Well, I think you're
underestimating our readers.
You clearly have not been
attending the same shareholders
meetings that I have.
Thank God.
Honey, I need you to go after
the readership.
You used to be my go-to gal.
Your last story... got
like two comments.
One of them was spam.
Apparently, that means the
world wide web finds your
current sensibility neither
controversial or... I don't
know... interesting.
Matthew Smith.
Last month's anniversary issue,
this one of the top-five most
influential records.
Yeah, I'm... I'm aware of that.
Well, I think it
justifies a story.
The lasting the lasting impact."
Giles... you discovered him.
You broke him, for
Christ's sake.
I know that there was a personal
element, but for God's
sake, it was 10 years ago.
You got to have enough distance
by now.
He's probably dead.
He's not dead.
He's just an a**hole who's gone.
Even better.
behind the mystery."
You are in a unique
position to do this.
You're sitting on a
huge f***ing story.
The professional side of you
has got to understand that.
I am not sitting on a story,
okay?
I'm just not... picking at a
scab.
Okay, well, I cannot have you
ignore what's happening here
anymore.
We got to put a shock through
the system, and everybody's
got to do their part.
Don't make me do this.
You have to reclaim your
place at this magazine.
I mean, I do not get paid
enough to go there again.
Right.
I don't want to relive this.
So quit.
Mm. I can't quit my job.
It's always pride.
So write it.
No.
Excuse me?
Do you want another?
But doesn't part of you
want to know what happened?
I'd do if Angela just...
I mean, I couldn't handle it.
I'd have to know.
Well, how about this idea?
Let's not talk about it anymore.
Oh, now you're heading out?
Yeah. I've got a, uh,
singer to interview.
Well, hey, um, don't
sleep with him.
I'm a professional.
Okay. There's a name for that.
Well, she always
Wears blue jeans
She falls heavy like a freight
train going down, spittin'
grease
And it's just like
Oola neat.
What my father told me
She'll never kiss you
She'll never miss you
These rock 'n' roll
girls" Ellie, right?
Yeah, yeah.
Hey.
Hey. You're the guy
from the other night.
Yes, the business card
instead of a buck.
Ah. I'm not always so cheap.
Pull up.
Okay, so, this is weird.
This is, like, my
first real interview.
you seem?
I don't know. Am I?
Let's find out.
Okay, do you mind if I...
Yes, please.
Okay.
Record away.
This is all very professional.
Hello.
So... Uh, when did you
start writing music?
This morning.
See? Nobody... I have never
met anyone who can do that.
Me either.
Uh, so, performing on the street...
I mean, who does that anymore?
Does that? People do that.
I do that.
You do do that.
I don't know.
I love to play, you know?
Mm.
And, uh... I'm really
broke, so, uh, the
money helps.
But, uh, you know, business
cards are also welcome.
Oh.
Thanks for that.
Just, uh... you're welcome.
...hard to pay for the rent
on business cards.
Mm-hmm.
Hard to pay for groceries with
it.
Oh, no, no.
Oh, God.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You just... this cannot happen.
I'm... Drunk
and I am leaving.
There but for the
grace of God go I
Oh, no money in his pocket
And no hope in his eye
Oh, but who am I
But
But for the grace of God?
And there are those
who, when they pray
Jesus Christ.
Were you asleep?
It's 3:
00 in the morning.I remember a guy that used to
say the party was just getting
started at 3:
00 A.M.May I help you?
Well, I've decided to do the
no.
I decided that you do the
Matthew piece.
Okay, well, I'm agreeing to it.
I am just so overwhelmed.
F***ing nut-job.
Matthew, man... he was
intense, but in a f***ing sexy
way.
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