Revisiting Hole’s Live Through This, 25 Years Later
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I’ll just come out and say it: I’m too young to have appreciated the grunge era in its moment. Growing up in the rural Midwest, my first introduction to Courtney Love was in middle school when one of my older brother’s friends—in my eyes, an expert on all things alternative, since he regularly smoked weed in the city park after school, most likely in his mother’s minivan — pulled me aside and told me Kurt Cobain’s suicide was a hoax, since there was no way he could have pulled the trigger of a shotgun on himself.
Forget the note, forget the heroin; Kurt Cobain had been murdered, and, really, there was only one feasible culprit. I may have missed the grunge movement, but Courtney Love’s public image problem was alive and well all those years later.
Last week marked the 25th anniversary of Cobain’s death, a moment of cultural remembrance (rightfully) hailed across a swath of publications from NPR to The New York Times. In these articles, Love is mentioned in passing, usually in connection to Cobain’s drug addiction or her own; it’s a rare piece on Courtney Love to not mention the infamous 1992 Vanity Fair article that insinuated she continued to use drugs well into her pregnancy with their child. At best, she’s depicted as an ancillary character in the drama of Cobain’s life who used her husband’s tragic heroic arc as social currency for her own career; at worst, she’s the temptress that led him to his death, indirectly or otherwise—as recently as this week there are still conspiracy articles surfacing that she murdered Cobain.
This month, however, marks the 25th anniversary of Hole’s Live Through This, the record with the haunting (or, at the absolute least, titularly ironic) luck of being released a week after Cobain’s death. For most records, even existing in mere proximity to Cobain-the-Fallen-Rock-God™ would be enough to establish a lasting reputation, but as an album mercilessly helmed by Love, Cobain’s death is a horsefly in Live Through This’s legacy—relentless, vexing and distracting. Is it true that he wrote the songs for her? Aren’t Hole’s songs just ripoffs of Nirvana’s? Is she the Yoko Ono of the ’90s?
In Love’s words from Live Through This’s “I Think That I Would Die”,” there’s really only one appropriate response to all of the questions above: a bellowing, unapologetic “FUCK YOU.”
With that out of the way, let’s re-examine the kicking and screaming legacy of Hole’s Live Through This, a quarter-century after its inception.
1. Live Through This is less about surviving her husband’s death (and more about surviving the fame that came with being married to him.)
By the time Live Through This was released in 1994, Nirvana had dominated mainstream airwaves for the last three years. Love coupled with Cobain in late 1991, just before the band’s commercial breakout with Nevermind the following year. In the media, she was depicted as an interloper inserting herself into the band’s dynamic, a domineering presence who pursued the more sensitive Cobain until he relented into marrying her. And while it’s true that Hole’s sound changed on Live Through This from their first album once Love met him—sonically, the band’s mirrors the pattern of pop songs laced with arsenic, heavy choruses that Nirvana had monopolized on—the album is unique in its intelligent discussion of the boundaries and loopholes of femininity in a way that validates Love’s work as an individual artist. Aside from some backing vocals, Love claimed she didn’t accept Cobain’s help (or songwriting talents) on the record: “It’s like, ‘No fucking way, man! I’ve got a good band, I don’t fucking need your help.’”
2. The album is laden with motifs of motherhood and milk.
“I want my baby / Where is my baby?” Love loops on the album’s centerpiece “I Think That I Would Die,” in a pointed reference to her real-life custody battle over her and Cobain’s daughter. After the release of the Vanity Fair “Strange Love” article, the Department of Children and Family Services temporarily took custody of newborn Frances Bean, the pain of which is all too palpable in Love’s increasingly guttural screams on the track as she howls that “There is no milk!” Love’s unwillingness to give up her (seemingly) conflicting identities as rock star and mother further turned her into a tabloids villain, and she became a personified and (literally) amplified version of the debate over whether or not women “can have it all.”
3. Love used her physical beauty—in contrast with some of the album’s uglier content—as a means to an end.