Spin magazine was the first by my observation to put the very dead Kurt Cobain on its April cover to mark the tenth anniversary of his suicide, on 05 April 1994 (his body was found on 08 April). Though he’s nearly twenty-five in this picture, he looks all of seventeen and decidedly sober, one of those rarities. It’s hard to say how often Cobain was photographed sober, but since his death very few publications have thought to publish a decent photo of the man, for fear of not portraying him as a tragic figure.
But at least we have tragic texts. “Kurt Cobain was many things while he was alive – punk, pop star, hero, victim, junkie, feminist, geek avenger, wiseass. But ten years after his death, he’s something else entirely. He’s a ghost [emphasis original] …. [The] bitter finality of Cobain’s end became an indelible part of his story …. No other chapter in pop music history has so much darkness at its center. And no other artist still haunts us in such a powerful, subliminal way.” And so forth.
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You are projecting your own disapproval of the band's music. Again.
Horsehockey. I am not talking about Kurt Cobain's music because quite frankly I could care less about his music. I am talking about Kurt Cobain, the man who committed suicide. And I have made that position quite clear from the word go.
Your conscience may be bothering you because you rudely disturbed and then attacked a recent widow,
Now that's just flat Barbra Streisand. I did not attack anyone's widow. Surely you have better things to do than to be intellectually dishonest and slander people.
I assure you that I am fully capable of reading my own article. I am also capable of recognizing that the mention of Cobain's suicide in the article does not qualify the article as being about his death. It's clearly not. I also make a point of abstaining from childish insults, but I do find it ironic that someone who would argue the position that this aritcle is about Cobain's death would have the temerity to be calling other people "stupid." But then, I remember the definition of the word "stupid" and it all falls into place, if you know what I mean.
I am not going to bother adressing the rest of your ravings, other that to give you the same instructions given to you by KangarooJacqui, widow of Chris Van Loon: Seek help, but leave me the hell alone. Thanks so much.