Saturday, January 23, 2010

Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.


Relaxing with my required reading of the evening: Dazed & Confused, Bon, and Lush.  True to herself, Courtney Love (in D&C Magazine, top) will not be ignored.  Though her past reads like a harrowing tale of fame gone wrong, I will never stop hoping that the latest comeback (read: rehab, a new stylist, plus a new album) will always be the best and the last.  It will be difficult for her to top 2004's trashy LP America's Sweetheart, however I am extremely excited to get my hands on Love's upcoming album Nobody's Daughter, to be released in the early half of this year.  Her take-no-prisoners attitude with music and also in life reminds me that on occasion, it is acceptable to pull up to a stoplight blaring "I'll Do Anything", screaming something about.... throwing me up against a wall.  Who cares if other drivers have the impression that I'm batshit insane?  I'm nothing compared to Ms Love, the true First Lady of rock'n'roll, and her literal craziness is the reason we find it so difficult to look away.  
"We can talk as much bullshit as we like, but it means nothing until you've heard the fucking songs."
- Love to D&C interviewer Karley Sciortino

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