It’s been a couple weeks now since I woke up to the awful news. And while there have been more than a few notable deaths of musicians that I love, I can’t say any has affected me more than the passing of Chris Cornell. Even Bowie and Prince from a year ago or so, two of my favorites, didn’t ring in the same way. It’s probably because I didn’t really start to delve into their catalogs and appreciate them until my 20s. But Cornell and Soundgarden… they played a major role in who I became as a kid and who I am now from that.
Like most people my age, “The Olds,” I found Soundgarden staying up far too late when I was 11 or 12 and on 120 Minutes on MTV. My musical tastes, basically all derived from my brother, had begun to take shape. I had already begun purchasing my own albums with whatever allowance money I had (the first three being Use Your Illusion II, Metallica, and Living Colour’s “Biscuits”). But it was time to fashion my own way at this point, with my brother out of the house and city.
Most people will remember the first time they saw it to. The video for “Jesus Christ Pose.” It didn’t sound like anything I had ever heard before.