Rest In Peace, Chris Cornell

I was going to write another windy "Life Without..." post ala Lemmy, Bowie, Prince, Alan Vega, George Michael, etc... but upon just learning the disclosure that Chris Cornell hung himself, I became newly depressed all over again and felt my rinkydink little musings about first buying Louder Than Love at J&R Music World while on jury duty, or first seeing Soundgarden at L'Amour in Brooklyn with Voivod and Faith No More in 1990 rang trivial and hollow.

So instead of turning this into a just a music-geek sound-off, let me just say that while It’s all well and good to judge someone who has committed suicide and think that they had it made and threw it all away, I would not want to presume to know what demons Chris Cornell had been wrestling with. I do know that he was only a couple of years older than myself and had kids and a wife. For that alone, today’s news was heartbreaking and unspeakable. 

Rest in peace...