Book Review: Heavier Than Heaven: A Biography of Kurt Cobain by Charles R. Cross

Heavier Than Heaven : A Biography of Kurt CobainHeavier Than Heaven : A Biography of Kurt Cobain by Charles R. Cross

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This book is compilation of a man’s life from interviews and speculation. But… it is the only way to compile 27 years of the unknown into 365 pages. At the end of every beings life, the only person that truly knows what happened is the being that is living that life.

I’m reminded of a line from the movie Donnie Darko, “Every living creature on earth dies alone.”

Kurt was unhappy. There are not too many people that I know that can truly say that they are 100% happy with their lives. Everyone chooses to deal with their level of unhappiness in different forms. People chose their own therapy by; ignoring it, changing it, embracing it, or medicating it. Kurt chose to medicate.

It seemed like he started on the right path, choosing to use his art to medicate his unhappy existence, but that turned him to much more sinister way to cover his pain.

I cannot speak for Kurt, because I am not Kurt. People that have suffered from depression and mental pain know the state that he was in, and they can feel sympathy for him. But every person that has suffered knows only their own hell and will never truly know what Kurt went through. As much as it is a contradiction; you have been there with him, but you will never be there with him.

I know, it doesn’t make sense.

The book was well written and the author did a great job of piecing a shattered life together.

Although the tragic circumstances of Kurt Cobains suicide are well known, the facts of his lifeand the influence of his artistryremain largely unexamined. Now veteran music journalist Charles R. Cross fuses his intimate knowledge of the Seattle music scene with his deep compassion for his subject in this extraordinary story of artistic brilliance and the pain that extinguished it. Based on more than 400 interviews; four years of research; exclusive access to Cobains unpublished diaries; and a wealth of documentation, Heavier Than Heaven traces Cobains life from his early days in a double-wide trailer outside of Aberdeen, Washington, to his rise to fame, success, and the adulation of a generation. Cross reveals the familial turmoil that fueled Cobains creativity, the generational history that forged his character, and the unusual love story that shaped his relationship with wife Courtney Love. Drawing from medical and police reports, and Cobains own private writings, Cross also reveals the truth about Cobains health struggles and his tragic final days. More than the history of a rock and roll star, Heavier Than Heaven is a portrait of creative genius and the will to turn pain into art

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Book Review: It by Stephen King

ItIt by Stephen King

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

I’m sure to never hear the end of this, but this just wasn’t my cup of tea. Don’t get me wrong, the story was good, but too long for me. For people who love all the tiny details, this book is for you. My own personal tastes are action packed, and we really didn’t get to that until the last 100 pages.

I couldn’t personalize with the characters, and the back story was too much. I found that about 60% of the back story could have been eliminated, and the end result would have been the same. One of my personal beliefs is to always give the author a chance to redeem themselves, so I never quit a book. On this particular book I found that challenging. I don’t know how many times I found myself arguing to finish it, I even fell asleep reading, and I NEVER do that.

This is the third King book that I have read, sorry Mr. King, you write good books, but they are just not my type. I think you do a wonderful job with the majority, but I’m just looking for something different. I think I’m going to have to break off this relationship.

A promise made twenty-eight years ago calls seven adults to reunite in Derry, Maine, where as teenagers they battled an evil creature that preyed on the city's children. Unsure that their Losers Club had vanquished the creature all those years ago, the seven had vowed to return to Derry if IT should ever reappear. Now, children are being murdered again and their repressed memories of that summer return as they prepare to do battle with the monster lurking in Derry's sewers once more

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Book Review: Vampire Haiku by Ryan Mecum

Vampire HaikuVampire Haiku by Ryan Mecum

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

ABOUT : You hold in your hands a recently discovered poetry journal - the poetry journal of a vampire. William Butten was en route to a new land on the Mayflower when he was turned into a vampire by a fellow passenger, a beautiful woman named Katherine. These pages contain his heartbreaking story - the story of a vampire who has lived through (and perhaps caused) some of America's defining events. As he travels the country and as centuries pass, he searches for his lost love and records his adventures and misadventures using the form of poetry known as haiku.

As Butten documents bloody wars, a certain tea party in Boston, living the high life during the Great Depression, two Woodstock festivals, the corruption of Emily Dickinson, and hanging out with Davy Crockett, he keeps to the classic 5-7-5 syllable structure of haiku. The resulting poems are hilarious, repulsive, oddly romantic, and bizarre.

Read along, and you just may find a new appreciation for - and insight into - various events in American history. And blood.

MY SHORT REVIEW: The haiku has a strange lure for me. This was a great and quick read.

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Book Review: Journals by Kurt Cobain

JournalsJournals by Kurt Cobain
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Kurt Cobain filled dozens of notebooks with lyrics, drawings, and writings about his plans for Nirvana and his thoughts about fame, the state of music, and the people who bought and sold him and his music. Over twenty of these notebooks survived his many moves and travels and have been locked in a safe since his death. His journals reveal an artist who loved records, who knew the history of rock, and who was determined to define his place in that history.

To anyone who is not a Nirvana fan - I don’t know why you are even bothering to look at this. Read no further.

For those who ARE Nirvana fans, tread forward with caution.

This book was an insightful look into one of the most beautiful minds that I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing as it unfolded. People talk about where they were, or what they were doing when great catastrophes happened in the world. Laugh if you want, but I still remember where and what I was doing when I heard that Kurt Cobain was dead.

I thought this book was a very interesting look into Kurt Cobain’s mind. It’s not an autobiography. Kurt kept journals, drawings, clips of paper with notes and thoughts sprawled across them, rough drafts, and unsent letters. This book is a wide variety of these things photocopied from the originals. Some writing is almost illegible. On other pages you can see the emotion in the jerky script.

Most of the passages describe his frustration with the music industry, fanzines, and journalists that misunderstood him. In some areas it shows a lot of his beliefs about the world around him and what he believed to be a perfect society. When it comes down to it, you had to have been a fan to bother buying it, and you have to appreciate it for what it is.

I will leave you with my own mad ramblings in a letter to Kurt that will never be sent.


They’re not dyeing out like the dinosaurs. They have mutated into something much worse than you ever could have imagined. They’ve built a breed of music that no matter how many times you turn away, it keeps growing. They try to make it look like it’s for our own good, but…..

It’s just the beginning. The media has control. Now they tell us what we are supposed to like. Pop stars, the kid next door, and televised competitions for contracts? And it all revolves around selling the sexually provocative image of an under aged teen. Their voices are electronically altered, or it takes five people to sing one song, and not a single one of them knows how to play an instrument. It makes no sense to me that tweens are billboard successes, and they are singing about things that they won’t come close to experiencing for another ten years.

None of them write the lyrics. There is a small group of people in an ill lit room somewhere scribbling out the next big hit. I assure you the words; “baby”, “party”, or “hot” are well peppered through it. There are no deep meaningful songs anymore, no words to make you think hard, it’s all superficial bull. Hell no, you’re not allowed to express any other emotion than happiness or love. If you do…then it’s considered too political. POLITICAL? It’s politics to express frustration? The frustration of being spoon fed the same garbage over and over. I’m sorry, I would like some variety. Or how about you just quit playing the same crappy song so much I want to puke?

I’ve given up on finding anything original in the air waves Kurt. I say turn off the radio station, unplug your MTV (that no longer plays music), and start searching. I refuse to let them feed me what they want me to like. I do not listen to the radio and I don’t shop in stores for CDs. I’ve taken to searching the internet for bands that I’ve never heard of. I want to like bands that people think don’t exist. They ask me, “Who’s this?” I tell them the name of the band, and they always follow up with, “I’ve never heard of them.” People never ask about the band again. If it can’t be fed to them off the shelf they don’t even bother.

It’s sad really. It’s not music any more. It has just become a rhythmic beat that they all bob their heads to.

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