The tempestuous relationship between Frances Bean Cobain and her mother Courtney Love have been making headlines for as long as the now-19-year-old has been able to talk. (Her first word? ‘Adoption.’) Though the two have been able to occasionally set aside their differences and smile for the press, much more often we hear about the skirmishes: the hotel fights, the custody battles, and most recently, a Twitter skirmish in which Ms. Cobain asked the creators of micro-blogging platform to ban her mother once and for all.
But now the only daughter of Kurt Cobain finally has gained what might be the ultimate leverage on mommy dearest: the rights to her father’s likeness.
Frances Bean Cobain, the 17-year-old daughter of rockers Courtney Love and Kurt Cobain, sold out her first solo exhibition at L.A.’s La Luz de Jesus Gallery, which runs from July 2 through August 1. The ten drawings feature distorted faces, bulbous nudes, and cryptic, graffiti-style messages like, “Treat me like your mother or Read More
Is Courtney Love changing representation? The Transom has learned that the Hole lead singer and widow of Kurt Cobain has paid a few visits recently to the East Village offices of Crush Management, the young, downtown music agency that’s made stars out of teen-approved pop-punk bands like Fall Out Boy and Panic! at the Disco. Read More
For years, Linda Carroll kept quiet while her offspring, Courtney Love, filled tabloids brimful with brimstone tales of victimization by a wicked mom who forced her to live in a chicken shed. Now, in Her Mother’s Daughter, Ms. Carroll tells her own bizarre story and puts Ms. Love’s in fascinating context. It turns out Courtney’s Read More
Pop-music critics are lucky bastards: We get a lot of free CD’s in the mail. We’re also cursed, for the very same reason. The discs quickly pile up all over the place, a constant, painful reminder of how much of our lives we’ve frittered away listening to a lot of mostly mediocre music for mostly Read More
The trench coat mafia, it seems, were admirers of Adolf Hitler. That is the man to admire if your goal is to murder lots of people. This time the Jews were the jocks. Go figure.
What did the dweeby misfits in my high school do? They smoked pot, and read Nietzsche. Nathan Leopold and Richard Read More