Once upon a time (the early '90s), Courtney Love was a deliciously vicious fuck-up alchemizing pent-up pain and feminist rage into some of the most compelling music of her generation. Flash forward to 2012 and Love is still fucked up, but to a cliff-dangling degree that has her inadvertently killing innocent animals and accusing Dave Grohl of seducing her 19-year-old daughter.
As reported by Gawker, Love went on a stream-of-consciousness Twitter tirade on Tuesday night via her private account @cbabymichelle, rambling half-coherently about a rumour she heard from "reliable sources" alleging that Grohl "hit on Frances" in the backseat of a car. In her priceless words, "it is inn [sic] fact a fact." And in Ronald Reagan’s words, “Facts are stupid things”—when it comes to Love’s assertions anyway.
Of her daughter she tweeted, "I'm not mad at her," but of Grohl she declared she was about to "shoot [him] dead," claiming that he has "that romney rape thing about him" and that he's "sexually obsessed" with Kurt Cobain. (You can view all the tweets in order via Gawker here). Funnily enough, Love herself foreshadows this mess with her private account's profile, which says, "well, i shouldnt really be here so pretend im not, as long as i dont use it when i get pissed off, well all be fine." Looks like we're not all going to be fine after all.
Grohl has since responded to the supremely creepy and paranoid accusations, calling them "upsetting, offensive and absolutely untrue," and Frances Bean has also voiced her feelings on the fiasco: "While I'm generally silent on the affairs of my biological mother, her recent tirade has taken a gross turn. I have never been approached by Dave Grohl in more than a platonic way. Twitter should ban my mother."
Though sometimes the public douses Love with vitriol that is, at best, silly and trite (e.g. “She’s ugly” and “She murdered Kurt”—okay then) and, at worst, unfair and sexist (e.g. near-constant slut-shaming and questioning whether she wrote her own songs), Love’s mistreatment and humiliation of her daughter is, without a doubt, deranged and inexcusable. So since yesterday was the anniversary of the release of Hole’s seminal 1994 album Live Through This, let’s take a moment to remember Love for the inspiring rock goddess she once was and hope she, if it’s at all possible, eventually gets her shit together for Frances Bean’s sake: