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None of that matters now. After a bogus period of alleged company mourning, we'll no doubt be inundated by purchaseable Nirvana rarities--look for Nirvana Unplugged to be in your friendly neighborhood record store in a matter of months, to be followed by Nirvana Live and, probably, Kurt Cobain's Greatest Answering Machine Messages. Others apt to cash in are Michael Azerrad, whose authorized Nirvana biography, Come As You Are, was a sales stiff upon its initial release, and Fricke, who, like Azerrad, was on MTV last Friday calling Cobain the John Lennon of his generation. This makes for a good marketing hook, but the comparison is otherwise strained: After all, Lennon had a two-decade-long career and was far better known to nonrock fans than Cobain, as Dan Rather made clear during his halting, condescending delivery of Cobain's mini-obituary on the CBS Evening News last Friday. In fact, the mainstream media's coverage of the Cobain suicide has been embarrassing in the extreme. For proof, look no further than the Denver Post, which on April 9 accompanied its article about Cobain with a sidebar listing "Deaths in the Pop-Music World"--Jim Croce and Peter Ham of Badfinger made the list, but Jim Morrison did not. The next day, in a preprinted section, the Post ran a USA Today story on the upcoming Lollapalooza festival that stated that Nirvana wouldn't be on the bill "due to lead singer Kurt Cobain's ill health" (the Post printed a correction of this error in a subsequent issue).
In the meantime, Courtney Love--who appeared on tape reading portions of Cobain's suicide note before thousands who attended a memorial in Seattle on Sunday--is being painted by some sexist cretins as a Yoko Ono type who drove Kurt to kill himself. Try as she might, she'll never be able to get out from under Cobain's shadow, and neither will baby Frances, now likely doomed to live out her life as a punk Lisa Marie Presley. As for Cobain, look for him to become the subject of more books, countless magazine and tabloid articles and a movie or two, and to have his face plastered all over T-shirts and posters that will make his death seem as romantic as the bullet in Ernest Hemingway's head.
Romantic it's not. It's a waste--nothing more and nothing less.
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