I just bought the new Charles Cross book Cobain Unseen and I couldnt feel anymore invasive if I tried while flipping through it. I have long been an admirer of Kurt Cobains' creative vision and have always been curious about the motivations behind most of his art. Holding this book, especially after reading Heavier Than Heaven and his Journals, I felt like I was committing the ultimate act of betrayal towards a man I never really actually knew. I am no better off knowing what I know now about this man. I wish I had come to this realization sooner, perhaps if everyone just left him alone he'd still be here today. I also started to read Gonzo, the Hunter S. Thompson oral history book written by his friends. A true American Hero that the world still misses to this day. I wish he'd have stuck around to comment on this election cycle but such is life and a man has a right to leave on his own terms. I have always believed that.
On a baseball note, just got back from a week in the fall league and now Im watching high schoolers in Jupiter. It's a strange job but someone has to do it. On a separate note, I hate every agent who isnt myself or my father. Next time one of them has a chance to talk to me I would hope they would think long and hard about it. It's a waste of time and air to talk to a competitor tor and no greater knowledge can be extracted from the interaction. I hate them all because they are all the same. I never ever want to be confused with them and I dont think I ever will for better or for worse.
On a music note (nobody reads this for music but whatever) One of my most beloved singers Jeff Mangum of Neutral Milk Hotel showed up after 10 some odd years and performed live again. It was only one song but one can dream.
Those are the updates. Ill be around.