Dear Tom,
Our Peter called in on August 6th at about the 14 minute mark. He identified himself as Peter. He grumbled that he had been listening to Elliott Smith every day for four years, and he was trying to make a break from it prior to leaving for college.
He was completely lucid, but sounded as if someone had stolen his soul. Can he be saved? Can you assist in any way? Are you also post-puberty's chaperone?
Thanks
dfk
