Hey, all. So, I know I haven’t written here or updated in a while…this is due to a couple complications. My reviews at 411Mania are taking a lot of my time…if you haven’t checked them out, you should. I’m having a lot of fun with them. 
Also, I’ve been trying very, VERY hard not to blog about the US Presidential race. For those who are long-time followers of my thoughts online, I get rather vehement around this time, and I thought it was probably best for my stress levels that I not.
However, that being said…I couldn’t help but post on this one. It’s too classic. First, from Friday, came the news that Converse was going to produce a shoe with pages from Nirvana frontman and grunge rock icon Kurt Cobain’s journals screened onto them. Yes, the man who hated celebrity and corporate America as much as anyone in the last twenty years or more gets his private thoughts plastered over people’s feet at $50-$65 a pop. Isn’t that AWESOME? I guess Courtney ran out of smack again…which is impressive, considering that just two months ago, she auctioned off all of her dead husband’s shit to Christie’s. But then, I guess when you’re as big of a crackwhore as Love is, you blow through it quickly.
People might think I’m being too harsh on poor Miss Love. I mean, obviously the woman has issues. No one can deny that. Maybe we should all just leave her alone? But clearly, not if we want her to let the Cobain name have any sort of legacy near what Kurt would have wanted. Every time this woman drops out of the news, she does something to leech off Kurt’s legacy and put her back in the papers. Hole, her band, wasn’t horrible, and her first album, Live Through This, was actually pretty good. But it wasn’t good enough for the fame she wanted…the fame she got when her husband died. And so she keeps going back to it, again…and again…and again. Whether it was licensing Kurt Cobain action figures, as well as his music for commercial ads, posing as the Virgin Mary with a Kurt look-alike as a dead Jesus, or executive producing the upcoming Universal Pictures film version of late husband’s life, it becomes increasingly clear that Courtney is set to turn Kurt Cobain into the money-making machine he never wanted to be in life.
Well, guess what? She’s at it again. From Spin.com:
Kurt Cobain is certainly in high demand: After his likeness was snatched by Dr. Martens, utilized by Converse, and his effects auctioned via Christie’s, an unidentified burglar has upped the ante, stealing the rocker’s remains from widow Courtney Love’s Los Angeles home.
According to an NME.com report (via News of the World), an unidentified robber entered Love’s Hollywood home and snatched clothing, jewelry, and Cobain’s ashes, which were kept in a “pink teddy bear-shaped bag along with a lock of his hair.”
“I can’t believe anyone would take Kurt’s ashes from me,” said Love. “I find it disgusting and right now I’m suicidal. If I don’t get them back I don’t know what I’ll do.”
Following Cobain’s 1994 death, portions of his ashes were spread near his Washington State home and at a New York Buddhist temple. The remaining ashes’ whereabouts were previously unknown by the public at large, and now, following the heist, are again lost to obscurity.
“They were all I had left of my husband,” Love told the Brit paper. “I used to take them everywhere with me just so I could feel Kurt was still with me. Now it feels like I have lost him all over again.”
Is it bad that my first thought was, “I wonder how much she got for them?”
I actually had a conversation with someone about this, and they likened the way Courtney was treated to Yoko Ono; people resent that Kurt died tragically, and sort of react overly venemously to her actions. Now, I’m not a huge Ono fan–frankly, if she never sang again, I’d be happy–but there is a huge, HUGE difference to me. Yoko, as much as a bitch as she can be, always showed respect for John and for John’s children. In fact, she is almost the opposite of Miss Celebrity Skin. Ono has a deathgrip on Lennon’s legacy and won’t let go; Courtney gets low on money and she hawks something new, or gives another interview talking about how many pills Kurt swallowed at X time or another, so clearly he was suicidal. While Julian and Sean Lennon grew up with their father’s public image being incredibly (some would argue overly) protected, Frances Bean Cobain…well. I shudder to think what she thinks of her father, the way her mom talks about him. Or what she thinks of her mother, for that matter.
And I will state, for the record, that it will not surprise me, one iota, if this is a publicity stunt by Love. In fact, I’d bet it is. And if it’s not…well, if his ashes were all you have left of your husband, maybe I should take a moment to point something out. You also have a daughter, who is as much of him as she is of you. You seem to forget that most of the time. Also, you might have more of him…IF YOU HADN’T AUCTIONED IT ALL AWAY!!!
So Courtney Love? Congratulations, you’ve earned the Ravyn’s Nest Image Award of the Day:
Your award is in the mail. Honest.
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