Courtney Love talked to the New York Times about her “comeback”, her new album and her many, many problems played out in the public square. While waxing on her debatable growth she dropped a bombshell sure to strike terror in the hearts of Nirvana purists fearful for the future of the Cobain brand: Courtney may sell her controlling share of the remaining publishing rights of the Nirvana catalog.
The lengthy article published in the Sunday print edition of the Times, Love talks about her desire to sever the reigns to the haunting legacy of being Mrs. Kurt Cobain, allowing a release from the shackles of guardianship. The cursed burden, as she says. She caps it all off in a very Courtney Love-esque way with an inimitable style nugget only a glittery trashdoll like she can get away with. After all she is a lady and damn the world if she wants to buy her own shoes.
“I’m thinking about selling off all of Kurt’s publishing,” she said. “All of the rights, everything. It’s not a financial decision, it’s an emotional one.”
“He was the best friend I’ve ever had, but Kurt and I were only married for three years, and now I need to have my own life,” she added. “I’m always ‘the widow,’ and that drives me nuts. That money has been cursed since the day it started to come in.”
She looked down at her shoes. “It’s also that it’s not really my money,” she said. “I don’t want Kurt Cobain to buy me shoes anymore. I want to buy my own shoes — lots of them.” (via NYT)
It’s a good article, worth reading the whole thing.
(Ed note – Most of us are suckers for a good headline hook, just look at the popularity of Internet bottom-sweeper Matt Drudge. His brand of knuckle-dragging observations, the harnessing of slimeball antics can most kindly be referred to with sarcastic airquotes – “journalism”. Bleh.
The alarming nature of this story lended itself to the famed siren, I just prefer a much more campy, Euro-styled one. Something about the current socialist nightmare I keep hearing about, I guess.)