An Obituary to Chris Cornell – Say Hello to Heaven
And if I show you my dark side
Will you still hold me tonight?
And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
What would you do?
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
-The Final Cut – Rogers Waters
Rolling Stone have got their stories going anyways. We at Verses Inked furnish a humble eulogy. To the student of magic, the moment in time feels like the passing away of the professor of potions. Chris Cornell was the Severus Snape like character. The man who poured out his dark side for the world to see until the world and its darkness got the better of him. Long life to the cause of creation of magic. The man lived and loved and lost. He fought for a cause, established an order- call it Phoenix or Grunge. Yet them demons. Don’t the bible say. You fight them for too long, and you end-up as one of them.
The news of Chris Cornell’s passing away came as a rude awakening to the world, yet only this time the world had got too used to such unfortunate occurrences. Every now and then someone brings it to the point where one should see it coming, yet it is all so comfortable with your eyes closed. Moreover who wants to think about the how – how death shows up – how John Lennon was overcome by multiple bullet wounds, or perhaps how Jhonny Cash passed away in peace, inebriate with grief on the death of his wife June Carter four months before, and diabetes. While Picasso’s heart failed him at the age of ninety one while he and his wife had invited friends over for dinner.
As Chris Cornell would himself sing in, ‘ Like a stone ‘. The second single from the eponymous first album of the American rock-n-roll super-group, Audioslave.
“ On a cobweb afternoon
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages
Of a book full of death
Reading how we’ll die alone
And if we’re good, we’ll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go “
Following the typical octave stretching chorus, the second verse continues as –
“ On my deathbed I will pray
To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone
Who will take me to heaven
To a place I recall…”
And just before Chris Cornell explodes into the chorus for one last time, the concluding part of the final verse read as;
“ In dreams until my death
I will wander on…”
And that is to speak of just one song.
How much of the prophecy came true is there for everyone to listen and read about. Chris was found dead by Soundgarden bodyguard Martin Kirsten in the bathroom floor of room 1136 of the MGM Grand Hotel & Casino in Detroit Michigan, with a red exercise band around his neck and blood spilled from his mouth. The autopsy report would later confirm that Cornell took his own life.
The stimulant to the action was perhaps an extra dose of Ativan, a prescription medicine administered to control anxiety. Chris would incoherently complain of tiredness to his wife over the phone just moments before he took his own life.
Vicky Cornell, the bereaved widow mourned the passing away of her husband in an open letter. Vicky emotionally speaks of Chris’s “ patience empathy and love..”. The wife mourns the circumstances in which her husband gave away his life, in solitariness. Her disbelief at the event of the suicide clearly shows through in her words. Further in the letter, she hopes of their paths crossing again, like soulmates often do, as Chris would say. She speaks of him finding her again with a promise of nurturing the beautiful babies which they bore.
As would circumstance have it, Chris was at the MGM Grand Hotel and Casino in Detroit after having performed at the Fox Theater in the city with his band Soundgarden. The performance was a homecoming for both Chris as well as the band.
The Promise, is the last single released by Cornell. The song was composed as the ending credit of a movie by the same name.
In his last ever stage performance, Chris Cornell sang a cover of Led Zepplin’s In My Time of Dying for the encore.”…a bellowing vocal flourish” is how Rolling Stone Magazine describes the rendition.
What has the world lost. A singer of unmatched vocal prowess. A voice that would be etched in people’s mind for a lifetime. A voice that had its own little space in the fringes of the realm. A space in terms of voice scales touched by few, surely none with the ease with which Cornell did. A song writer whose lyrics carried in its depth the very soul of grunge. A poet who wrote his darkest thoughts in the cleanest of words. Someone who was still excited about the future, yet as in his last words, too tired to make it happen. A chart topper for best vocalists across genres and sagas. A saga in his own rights. The world mourns the passing away of Chris Cornell. We at Verses Inked humbly join in. Unable to express out grief in eloquent words we quote him. The song written by Chris Cornell for his band Temple of the Dog. Say Hello to Heaven.
He came from an island
and he died from the street
and he hurt so bad like a soul breaking
but he never said nothing to me
So say hello to heaven, heaven, heaven…
So say hello to heaven, heaven, heaven…
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Source: rollingstone.com, wikipedia.com