I have seen the cholesterol jewelry lady. And it is Eddie Vedder’s face when you ask him what he would be without Pearl Jam. It is static and stoic, seemingly waxen, but bulbous and greedy, full of need with no flavor, like the floating Big Boy in Austin Powers. [1] Everett True, the Nirvana biographer, … Continue reading “Straw Men and Courtney Love’s Great ‘Montage of Heck’ Heist”