Oh, no.
This is F*CKING CREEPY.
Hello again, you beautiful and damaged young man. BTW, you're going to die young, fueled by unbearable misery. Then we're going to dig up your corpse, animate it, and sell you all over again.
Are there gameplay levels for heroin addiction and orphaning your child?
Roast in Hell, Guitar Hero.
I think of Kurt a fair amount, oddly enough. I think of him because of that old '90s crowd of mine, the one with the handsome men and charming bohemian women, and leather jackets and the long vanished DC bars and the amazing music, the good years and the horrible, heartbreaking years, the addictions and the split ups and the people who just disappeared and the one who died.
Which all makes me a big fan of Dave Grohl. Grohl's the guy who decided it was worth it to keep on struggling through the painful ironies of the world, and make music, and get dicked around by music execs, and be a father, and get to have lines in his face and pay a mortgage and have cocky twenty-something musicians tell them they grew up listening to him. There goes my hero. Stick that in your Wii.







