I'm so bummed right now. I want to commemorate Chris Cornell, one of the most influential and inspiring musicians in my life. I'm finding that difficult though. As with his fellow grunge pioneers Kurt Cobain and Layne Staley, Chris' death is being considered, "an apparent suicide." FUCK!
Hello, don't you know me?
Chris came into the spotlight as the growling, gritty, lead vocalist in Soundgarden. Their album Superunknown was easily one of the best to come out of the 90s, with a combination of tracks that were both radio-friendly and subversive. Every single track on that album was excellent, spawning 5 singles. Even the Token-Eastern track Half was inspired. It is rare for any band to release an album that strong from beginning to end, and Chris was a big part of that accomplishment.
I'm the dirt beneath your feet.
But beyond his hits in Soundgarden, Audioslave, and a successful solo career, Chris was humble enough to dedicate a lot of his time and creativity to covering the music he loved. It is amazing how many acoustic covers he has performed. From this haunting performance of Billie Jean, to this comical acoustic mashup of U2's One with Metallica's One. And for those of you that remember Temple of the Dog's popular Hunger Strike, with Eddie Vedder, was itself a part of a tribute to his fallen roommate Andrew Wood.
The most important fool, you forgot to see.
I'm so fucking angry right now, as I type this, but I'm not angry at Chris. I'm angry at this society that continues to stigmatize mental illness. Hell even the phrase "mental illness" is stigmatic. How many people will we continue to lose, needlessly. We don't ignore cancer. We don't ignore AIDS. Yet we continue to casually ignore a disease that is the 10th leading cause of death in the U.S. What the fuck? Why does this keep going on? You know this won't change anything either. I'm filled with impotent rage in the face of this appalling apathy.