It's been a few days since Chris Cornell died. I've wanted to take some time and think about what happened. It's tragic-so many of the childhood performers we loved have passed away. It started with Cobain. Than Layne Staley. Then Scott Weiland. Now, Cornell. Yes, there have been others who have died along the way but these are the grunge heavyweights. The talent we have lost is hard to fully comprehend.
Soundgarden, like Nirvana, defined the grunge era. So many of their songs have broken into pop culture and become iconic. Cornell was incredibly talented-he was proficient in so many forms and styles of music. Virtually all human life is valuable and precious (yes, most. Terrorists and murderers are pond scum) but when someone so talented passes away at such a young age, it brings it to another level to the loss.
And it looks like now that he committed suicide. A tragic story became much worse. Nothing is more upsetting and disturbing then a suicide. The scars and heartbreak that it causes never really goes away. I hope that his family can achieve some sort of peace after this.
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