[jjm2111]

"'I hope I die before I become Pete Townshend'. So wrote Kurt Cobain in these so-called Journals in the middle of one of his rants against the rock press establishment. Why? Because I had become a bore? Because I had failed to die young? Because I had become conventional? Or, simply because I had become old? In fact, in 1993, by the time Kurt was struggling with himself over whether or not to do an interview with Rolling Stone magazine, I was not boring, neither old nor young, and I was not dead...."

"Nirvana, and its principle creative architect Kurt Cobain, are considered by many in the U.K. to be the most important band of all time in the history of rock. ... As a song-writer and rock architect myself, I was interested to look behind the creative process of Kurt Cobain. I am always excited to see how artists think, systemise or collate their ideas before and after making recordings or doing tours. Nirvana's first album Nevermind (after Never Mind The Bollocks Here's The Sex Pistols perhaps?) was a breath of 'punk' fresh air in the musically stale early '90s. It defined what came to be known as 'grunge' (although other then new rock acts were major players - Pearl Jam have survived intact until today). ..."

I have before me a sober and distinguished hardback book. It is a coffee table item, heavy, impressive. The word 'Journals' is quietly inscribed under the author's name. The inner jacket is deep purple. ...What follows appear to be the scribblings and doodlings of a crazed and depressed drug-addict in the midst of what many in drug rehab are taught to describe as 'stinking thinking'. That is, the resentful, childish, petulant and selfish desire to accuse, blame and berate the world for all its wrongs, to wish to escape, or overcome (usually in fantasy), and finally to take no responsibility whatsoever for any part of the ultimate downfall. Me an expert? Of course. Been there, done that. Back to the academy."

excerpted from Pete Townshend's blog. Sorry, but I lost the link.

[Taliesan]

What follows appear to be the scribblings and doodlings of a crazed and depressed drug-addict in the midst of what many in drug rehab are taught to describe as 'stinking thinking'. That is, the resentful, childish, petulant and selfish desire to accuse, blame and berate the world for all its wrongs, to wish to escape, or overcome (usually in fantasy), and finally to take no responsibility whatsoever for any part of the ultimate downfall.

That is more eloquent and insightful than anything Cobain could possibly have written.