In Defense of Courtney Love
Hole’s new album, Nobody’s Daughter, hit the shelves today. While i’ve only heard the lead single, “Skinny Little Bitch,” it seems obvious that the overall critical reaction has been far less than stellar. This, of course, led to an animated discussion amongst some of my ass headed friends (where do they find hats that fit?) over Court Court’s place in the annals of rock history, which in turn, led me here today to assert that Mama Love deserves a bit more love of her own, folks.
Sure, her life has turned from comedy to tragedy over the past several years, but do you remember Courtney back in her glory days in the early 90s? i’ll be the first to admit, back then, she was the Skank Princess of My Dreams (trust me, this was a good thing). For better or worse, she was the epitome of the hard rawking chick. OK, her personal life is now tabloid fodder, her tweets are exercises in insanity, and losing custody of her own daughter had to be hell on earth, but this is not the Courtney Love to remember. Live Through This and Celebrity Skin were money. The People vs. Larry Flynt was a great flick. Once upon a time, Courtney Love was the woman. Who’s to say she won’t be again?
By the by, she’s coming to town June 27. If i didn’t already have tickets to a different show that night, you could bet your ass i’d be there.
mp3: Dear Prudence (Beatles cover) (Courtney Love from her old website)