Letters to Kurt is an anguished, angry, and tender meditation on the octane and ether of rock and roll and its many moons: sex, drugs, suicide, fame, and rage. Its part Dream Songs, part Bukowski, Ferlinghetti, Ginsberg, and The Clash. Rants, reflections, and gunshot fill these fifty-two prose poems. A beautiful book for anyone who loved Nirvana and Hole.
