By Eric Erlandson
"A touching and enlightening number of prose poems addressed to [Erlandson's] departed friend."
--The San Francisco Bay Guardian
"Erlandson ultimately involves phrases along with his loss in fifty two prose-poem letters ostensibly addressed to Cobain within which he straightforwardly confronts his internal demons whereas supplying own reflections on nutrients, drug abuse, dying, and self-sabotage."--Booklist
"The reverberations of Kurt's suicide final to this present day, and feature touched the lives of many. Dozens of individuals can have written their very own model of this bracingly candid e-book; Eric Erlandson has written one, choked with rage and love, landmined with element, which may stand for them all."
--Michael Azerrad, writer of Come As you're: the tale of Nirvana
"Eric used to be the spirit-boy within the Nirvana/Hole dynamic. Quiet, bemused, clever, and interestingly intuitive to the facility of hugging the satan, to assert we'll all be ok . . . Eric expresses how spell binding Kurt was once, how the full scene used to be, together with his considerate, radical adult/prose love. bring about the long run, darling."--Thurston Moore, musician
"Eric. He was once consistently there: supportive, looking at, within the thick of it. Hidden in simple sight . . . with out him, i will not think Seattle or L.A. or a dozen different locations. This publication is gorgeous, brutal, short. Happy-sad eloquence. Boy Scouts fiddling with the complimentary cologne within the center of the ghost city. hearken to the fellow. He knows."
--Everett True, writer of Nirvana: The Biography
Letters to Kurt is an anguished, indignant, and delicate meditation at the octane and ether of rock and roll and its many moons: intercourse, medicinal drugs, suicide, popularity, and rage. it really is half Dream Songs, half Bukowski, Ferlinghetti, Ginsberg, and the conflict. Rants, reflections, and gunshot fill those fifty-two prose poems. they're uncooked, humorous, unhappy, and looking. this can make a stunning booklet for an individual who enjoyed Nirvana and gap and the time and position while their song replaced every little thing. eventually, it really is an elegy for Kurt and the "suicide idols" who tragically fail to discover salvation of their impressive music.
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The only burning in my veins. the only deep at the back of my mouth even my palms can’t achieve. Now I’m yawning myself right into a blow activity. A nod larger than a wink. There’s paintings to do or even this sleepy feeling will go. It’s both on or off for many, no sticking forks into Jell-O. all of us have 9 holes to exploit and fill, no longer counting these sand traps in our palms n’ hearts n’ guts. You used yours pretty much. Climbed out of 1, in simple terms to blast headfirst into one other. 19 Ten years she’s been long past and I’m floating like a dinghy round the South Pacific, no rescue planes in sight to avoid wasting me like they kept that 16-year-old lady off the coast of Australia, the only with the damaged mast and Wild Eyes.
Lack of knowledge isn't just bliss—it retains you alive. an excessive amount of wisdom and you’re pretty much as good as a straw guy at an arsonists’ conference. an excessive amount of good fortune and you’re a simple mark for the sheep shit. an excessive amount of status and also you turn out along with your ass within the air, your palms caught in rainy cement at the sidewalk of Hollywood street, a few valley brats pulling up subsequent to you of their daddy’s BMW, hootin’ and hollerin’, calling you names. “JUNKIE! ” A prescient signal of ignominies to return. You slouched on your seat and mumbled whatever approximately by no means bargaining to be the poster baby for poignant death.
Beat Judy to the punch. I want you could’ve caught round lengthy adequate to like your lumps, roll along with your punches. puppy them. Feed them milk. yet discordant moons make relationships faded, riding a guy to claim warfare at the loving solar himself. ok, I admit it. I’ve slept with constitutionally challenged ladies from the judicial department. They constantly publish an excellent struggle. The aftermath lower than the belt is the hee-hee hernia. She’s in her sexual leading able to pogo whereas I’m ready in line for the lavatory. I sleep prior the dawn, retain musician hours with no song.
Definitely the right go out method. notwithstanding one problem—where’s the go out? no longer in the course of the reward store or out the again door. Gracefully or another way. degree wrong or right. The functionality consistently performs itself out until eventually you’re left with offerings, chook or pork, and Frank Sinatra sending you packing at the subsequent flight domestic. You’re both a Pearl Jam or Nirvana fan, yet by no means either. varied smacks, assorted tastes. summary states expressed in feelings. I stuck you and Ed waltzing to “Tears in Heaven,” hand in hand, cheek to cheek.