Kurt was and is to rock what Buck was and continues to be for country music.  As Mike over at KWMR said recently, the Bakersfield sound is a state of mind.  It's a spirit of independence, and Kurt Cobain possessed that spirit.  Typically when rock stars die, they are inclined to die in ways faster and more furious than those of country stars.  Clearly the circumstances of Kurt Cobain's death were more tragic and traumatic than the circumstances surrounding the death of Buck Owens. 

You've heard the rumors. But I assure you they were started by someone who had never met either Kurt Cobain or Courtney Love. They are all trigger happy to place the gun in Courtney's hand.

I met Courtney Love, on a sunny spring day in Sacramento at a legislative hearing.  It was the day I also met Don Henley.  It was the day that artists from multiple genres gathered together to stand up in support of artists locked into long-term record contracts that were alledgedly being treated as slaves.  Courtney and Don each graciously received a copy of my song of support for their cause that day. 

My first impression of Courtney Love was that she was warm, friendly, pleasant and sweet.  At the hearing, she presented herself in a highly professional and affable manner.

However, the news of her mental and emotional implosion followed shortly after my encounter with her.  Are things always as they appear to be?  Certainly not?  Do we all have a dark side?  Surely we do.  Do I think she murdered her husband?  I wasn't there at the scene of the "crime," as some have called it, but I don't ascribe to that theory. 

I put Kurt Cobain's journal on the "couch" and applied my training in psychology to his writings and scribbles here:

I analyzed the Nirvana song, Come and You Are here:

and I cover the song on my forthcoming CD, 8 Tease.  You can sample it here for free:

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What I didn't realize at the time of my psychoSONGanalysis, was something ostensibly obvious, as a patient of mine pointed out to me.  Like John Lennon's Ballad and John and Yoko, their is enough in the song for it to be interpreted as prophetic.  This is especially true of the line where he sings, "and I swear that I don't have a gun, no I don't have a gun, no I don't have a gun,"  and "come drenched in blood, soaked in bleach..." which conjures up McBethian images of trying to cover up one's guilt. 

Odd?  Yes.  Eery?  Most certainly?  Prophetic?  Ostensibly so.  Conclusive?  Absolutely not!  Folks will continue to speculate, but in the United States of America, we basically operate under the premise that a person is innocent until proven guilty.