this is so depressing.
 
 
maybe an explanation:
http://www.rollingstone.com/music/news/chris-cornells-wife-issues-statement-w483179
 

I read that too. I don't understand the reasoning behind making an anxiety medication that can make you paranoid and suicidal. And if he and his wife knew of the potential side effects, why take it? Good ol' Xanax and Valium have been working for people for a long time. Chris's needless death makes me very sad and angry.

Cornell was a great singer and performer. I came across this one after he died- WOW!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IuUDRU9-HRk
 
He made that song his.
 
RIP, Chris

Very cool... He definitely didn't limit himself to just one genre. Such a loss.

He also did an acoustic version of Whitney Houston's "I Will Always Love You." It's really good. Check it out if you get the chance.

Talked to a guy last night who's friend is a roadie that knows the roadie for Soundgarden.  Apparently, Chris had been having some very nasty fights for the last few days with his wife to the point where she was going to leave him. Before the Detroit shows, the band members were commenting that he was on edge and going off on little things like when a soundcheck took longer than it should.  During the show it was as if he was just going through the motions and was "off" compared to his usual high standard.
 
So, it would seem there was something more going on.

That figures.... I was kinda wondering about that. Seemed like there was more to it.

Here's a public letter that his wife wrote to him:

" To My Sweet Christopher,

You were the best father, husband and son-in-law. Your patience, empathy and love always showed through.

You had always said I saved you, that you wouldn't be alive if it were not for me. My heart gleamed to see you happy, living and motivated. Excited for life. Doing everything you could to give back. We had the time of our lives in the last decade and I'm sorry, my sweet love, that I did not see what happened to you that night. I'm sorry you were alone, and I know that was not you, my sweet Christopher. Your children know that too, so you can rest in peace.

I’m broken, but I will stand up for you and I will take care of our beautiful babies. I will think of you every minute of every day and I will fight for you. You were right when you said we are soulmates. It has been said that paths that have crossed will cross again, and I know that you will come find me, and I will be here waiting.

I love you more than anyone has ever loved anyone in the history of loving and more than anyone ever will.

Always and forever,
Your Vicky"

Wow!

Chris Cornell has long been a huge inspiration and probably my favourite 90's rock musician. My younger brother always used to say that we had similar songwriting styles, a penchant for the same type of melodies and hooks, which isn't surprising, considering that we had the same influences.
 
Plus, we're both called Chris... 
 
I woke up in the ICU last week after attempting to take my own life the previous weekend (I don't wish to go over the personal details and my struggles - I got help and I'm okay now).
 
One of the very first things  that I learned after I emerged was that Chris Cornell had taken his life.
 
The shock was violent - to see one of my "heroes" dead by his own hand, using what would have been my method of choice but which I had discarded for reasons not to be disclosed here.
 
A guy named Chris who hung himself that exact week... It was like having a mirror shoved in my face and realizing what I had done, the folly of my way, and what I'd played with. A bit as if I were allowed to see an alternative ending to the movie of my life, a different "director's cut"....
 
I felt as though I was waking up from a nightmare and given a second lease on life - well, it actually is a second lease on life: had not my lovely wife come home and found me precisely when she did, and had not the doctors work on resuscitating and fixing me for the next few days, I'd be a goner.
 
 
RIP Chris Cornell - I'm so very sorry that you're gone. Your music is a quintessential part of my life. Your death will forever be a precious reminder of how lucky I am and how I shall never again flirt with death.