Smells like cash money
If I read one more blog about how "sacriligious" and "wrong" it is that Courtney Love is selling off all of Kurt Cobain's shit, I'm going to go totally apeshit. First thing's first: Kurt Cobain is not a divine being. He's a dude who, along with some other-semi-talented drug addicts, made weird music in the early 90s and helped usher out the bubble-gum pop frenzy. Everytime I say something about not thinking Nirvana was an incredible band, some holier-than-thou hipster wants to jump up my ass. Let's be serious - they weren't very good. They were bearable...if you were really stoned - and most of us were. Sure, I appreciate what they helped along just as much as the next person - but there were plenty of other Subpop artists and musicians from other labels that were actually very talented, likable and deserved a good slice of the "changing the music landscape" pie more than your beloved Nirvana. Kurt Cobain wasn't a God, or Elvis, or anything remotely close to either. When a woman is widowed, it's actually quite common for her to sell off some of her late husband's belongings. Granted, usually for different reasons than being a money-grubbing, washed-up junkie - but all the same, it's certainly not unheard of. Both of my grandmothers have done it. Your grandmothers have probably done it too. Is Kurt Cobain more important than your sweet ol' grandpappy? I didn't think so.
We all know Courtney Love is a gold-digging piece of trash, battier than a loon, and that it was only a matter of time before she started hawking his wares. At least she didn't try to make us feel stupid and say she was giving it all to charity. She was candid enough, stating that they would give "a bunch of it" to charity. The other "bunch" will probably go towards keeping her fake-titty deep in diet pills and diesel for another year or two.
Also, some poor stooges are apparently heartbroken by the following (paraphrased for your benefit) comment by Love:
"How am I ever going to go form another relationship ... wearing Kurt's pyjamas?"
More importantly, WHO CARES?!?!!
If any dude is bonkers enough to get up in that crippled and totally indiscriminate gash, I'm pretty sure none of us are terribly concerned about his welfare or what emotional trauma he might endure aftewards.
NEXT!

