So what gives me the rightI post today in honour of the memory of one of my favourite singers of all time. You wonder why we coddle Ben so badly and keep him up and moving when he gets down? You think I'm the one with demons? My demons are 6'4" and 5'10" respectively. One has white blonde hair, one chestnut. Both are blue-eyed and mostly harmless now. They have names and nicknames too, Cole (Trey) and Jacob (Preacher)
To think that I could throw away a life?
And what makes you believe
That you could get away with getting old?
Maybe to lose or to save your soul
Is a choice of how you fill the hole
And the rain got in
Ben's demons are forty stories tall, he doesn't know their names or what they look like because when they're coming for him he turns and runs, and I don't want them to catch up to him alone in the bathroom of a hotel far from home because the thought of that is the saddest thing in the world to me. Rest peacefully, Chris Cornell. Your demons can't find you now.
[Technical details for the gatekeepers, which I rarely stoop to. There's a search bar at the top, to your left, assholes but here. I hate reading old posts. Fuck you.
March 2007 (This is the oldest one and also features the worst sex 'accident' I've ever had.)
July 2010 (news that Soundgarden is reuniting.)
July 2011 (Bought Soundgarden tickets. So Excited.)
July 2011 again (Live Soundgarden show review)
March 2016 (Solo album Higher Truth came out and I LOVED it.)
There's more but now I'm even sadder. Happy now? Do I get to be a fan today by your standards? Hey, thanks.]