Kurt Cobain
I wasn't much of a Nirvana fan.
I actually thought Kurt Cobain was a bit weird. He seemed to be always drugged up and his voice grated on me a little. Add that to the fact that grunge music was sort of taking over for rock and roll...and I didn't much want any part of any of it.
Since those days though, I've kind of adapted and I must say that the records were good...if not great.
I appreciated Cobain way more after he killed himself.
Which is a danger, I suppose.
Cobain's daughter, Francis Bean, is now 22 years old. She reminds all that her father wasn't a victim. He made the choices that led him into a drug-filled suicide at the age of 27.
Yet there's still a lot of sympathy that goes into thinking about a life that was left mostly not lived.
The documentary about Cobain's life was made with home movies...and interviews that go deeper into his life than what folks might see on a concert stage.
There were a number of interesting things about it.
All have to do with the frailties of the human spirit.
Cobain was a musician that a lot of people in the Northwest knew about. When they finished the record that would skyrocket them into the national spotlight Cobain played it for his mother.
She told him that he wasn't ready...
...for what might happen.
I find that profoundly sad.
Her son was about to take off into the stratosphere and his Mom just knew...that it might kill him.
And it did.
Then there were the fears.
Cobain was afraid of being treated like a god by the adoring fans.
He was afraid of being broke.
He was tortured by the immense love for his young daughter and was so afraid of losing her.
Instead, she lost him without ever really knowing him.
And Francis Bean seems to be the one who is speaking frankly about it.
The drugs.
The pain.
The music.
It's pretty interesting, but not for the pure love of the music, but for what was left of a tortured soul...
...who wasn't ready.
I actually thought Kurt Cobain was a bit weird. He seemed to be always drugged up and his voice grated on me a little. Add that to the fact that grunge music was sort of taking over for rock and roll...and I didn't much want any part of any of it.
Since those days though, I've kind of adapted and I must say that the records were good...if not great.
I appreciated Cobain way more after he killed himself.
Which is a danger, I suppose.
Cobain's daughter, Francis Bean, is now 22 years old. She reminds all that her father wasn't a victim. He made the choices that led him into a drug-filled suicide at the age of 27.
Yet there's still a lot of sympathy that goes into thinking about a life that was left mostly not lived.
The documentary about Cobain's life was made with home movies...and interviews that go deeper into his life than what folks might see on a concert stage.
There were a number of interesting things about it.
All have to do with the frailties of the human spirit.
Cobain was a musician that a lot of people in the Northwest knew about. When they finished the record that would skyrocket them into the national spotlight Cobain played it for his mother.
She told him that he wasn't ready...
...for what might happen.
I find that profoundly sad.
Her son was about to take off into the stratosphere and his Mom just knew...that it might kill him.
And it did.
Then there were the fears.
Cobain was afraid of being treated like a god by the adoring fans.
He was afraid of being broke.
He was tortured by the immense love for his young daughter and was so afraid of losing her.
Instead, she lost him without ever really knowing him.
And Francis Bean seems to be the one who is speaking frankly about it.
The drugs.
The pain.
The music.
It's pretty interesting, but not for the pure love of the music, but for what was left of a tortured soul...
...who wasn't ready.
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