Imagine being Courtney Love for a second. Imagine, if you can, what it must be like to be that mental. Try and picture the look on people’s faces are you haul your bizarre face around the streets of the world. Just think, how brilliant it must be to be so deluded that you carry all this off thinking you’re brilliant!

All this, despite the fact you’ve never made a decent record in your life, got your child taken off you for being an outrageous smack-head, fallen out with your deceased husband’s friends (who you were accused of killing in a film) and now, being ignored by your own daughter.

AND NOW SHE MIGHT BE HOMELESS! That’s right, our Courtney – as we previously reported – was involved in a fire at her New York City apartment. Trouble is now knocking on her charred door.

See, the owner of the luxury NYC townhouse Love rents is under the assumption that SHE set the place on fire and, if it isn’t too much trouble, could she get out of the house, LIKE NOW.

Wonder why the landlord would think that the infamously trouble-free Courtney Love had set her own house on fire?

According to the owner, the “landmark luxury 4-story townhouse in Manhattan’s West Village” was custom designed by a famous architect and interior designer and Love agreed not to mess with anything inside the place without permission.

However, the owner thinks that Love totally ignored that and started repainting the place and wallpapering over the “glazed hand-brushed walls.” That seems out of character for the notoriously sensible rock star.

Oh, let us not forget the fire.

The owner claims the local Fire Department responded to the torched curtains and bed linens, but, it’s thought that – thanks to burn marks throughout the gaff – there’s a chance the entire structure may have caught fire. You may let a tenant off for an accident, but not one you are claiming is $54,000 behind on rent.

Is the owner of the house a chuckling D. Grohl? Anyway, we’ve got a question: Couldn’t Kurt Cobain’s corpse actually BUY her a house of her own?

Courtney Love’s mother-in-law doesn’t have a front door. She has black mold. Her sister-in-law is homeless. Meanwhile, Dave Grohl bought an Aston Martin last week. It’s an awful state of affairs isn’t it?

Of course, some of you may be wondering where this has come from. Well, these ‘facts’ have come from the oddly shaped mouth of Courtney herself who wants to point out what a dreadful rotter Dave Grohl is and how hard done to Courtney’s family are.

One question: Why doesn’t Courtney Love who, by her own admission earns ‘tons of money’, buy her mother-in-law a front door and put her sister up in one of her large houses? Either way, there’s some videos over the jump which show Courtney and her Hole fans enjoying some nice homophobia.

While playing a show in Brazil, one of the dimwitted throng (what other kind of throng could possibly pay money to go and watch Hole? Seriously. They’re the Nickelback of Grunge) decided to hoist up their Kurt Cobain t-shirt.

This saw Courtney having a tantrum (massive surprise), spouting off about how she was the one who married him, the one who carried his kid and, oddly, Cobain’s ghost. Of course, you could sympathise with her feeling so protective of her family if she wasn’t ever a junkie who lost custody of her child in the ’90s and in more recent years, publicly disowned her child for having thoughts of her own.

But she cares, maaaan.

Anyway, here’s rant number one, where she storms off stage, with not a care in the world for all those people who spent their hard-earned money on tickets for a Hole show.

While Courtney may not give two hoots about Hole fans finances, she certainly cares about Dave Grohl’s bank account. In a post-gig interview, she spits about how he’s got a Nirvana Inc. credit card (can we please have one? PLEASE? PRETTY PLEASE?) and how her family is destitute.

DESTITUTE.

Would it be trite to point out that Courtney Love who has acres of money could help these people out? Or, maybe, just maybe, she’s making them suffer because she’s selfishly making a point about Dave Grohl? Her beef with her corpse-husband’s former bandmate is far more important to her than buying a front door for her mother-in-law in winter, right?

Still, all that can go whistle because, to get Courtney back onstage, some shirtless bozo from her ranks waddled before the crowd and asked them to repeat the phrase…

“The Foo Fighters are gay.”

We can assume that this wasn’t meant to be a compliment, so it seems that Courtney Love is happy for her crew to say things like that and, more to the point, has such contempt for the homosexuals of the world that, using them as a slur is the only thing that will sufficiently attack Dave Grohl for her to feel loved enough to restart a gig.

Isn’t that nice? Isn’t Courtney Love a really, really pleasant woman?

Christmas; what a wonderful time of year. Already, town and city centres are awash with twinkling neon as they light up vomit fuelled streets and alleyways. Until Jesus’ birthday approaches, we’ll be gorging on advent calendars, cheap sherry and telling carol singers to bugger off.

Everyone experiences the same Christmas traditions. Mum will blame dad for not buying the sinister sounding pigs in blankets and someone will make the ye olde joke about giving the turkey a good stuffing. But what’s the one item we can all relate at this time of year? Festive music of course!

Over the years, we’ve got used to Mariah Carey, Slade and John Lennon getting airtime. Now, it’s common practice for artists to release cash-in albums, and with Canadian midget and alleged impregnator Justin Bieber leading the way, we’re destined for a miserable Yule. In the UK, the pop charts have been dominated by X Factor contestants reaching number one, but this year, it mightn’t be so easy for them as Nirvana and Amy Winehouse have depressingly entered the race.

Nirvana and Amy Winehouse; the only thing that they have in common is that they’re no longer with us. Just like Jesus. Musically, Nirvana made a short career from making dire and moody music that connected with da kidz of the early nineties. Elsewhere, Amy Winehouse couldn’t do anything wrong when she stepped into a recording studio, but unfortunately personal demons such as alcohol addiction proved her untimely demise. Whilst Cobain and Winehouse are both bonding with the earthworms, there are very different reasons why they’re about to re-enter the charts.

Nirvana are essentially this year’s crap novelty Facebook campaign entry. People who don’t watch X Factor tend to complain that the show’s eventual winner will get an easy ride to number one. These are the same people who spend their time illegally downloading twenty albums a week and not bothering to go out and support the artist they’re stealing from.

Therefore, this gives them a twisted platform to step on and complain that the “real” music they listen to never enters the charts. A few years ago, dweebs on Facebook launched a campaign to hijack Joe McElderry’s chart bid by getting Rage Against The Machine to number one. They succeeded. Big sodding whoop.

It still seems weird that Amy Winehouse is dead. Passing away only a few months ago, there was an initial sales burst of ‘Back to Black’ which is always weird. Why buy a record when the artist has just kicked the bucket? Not like they’re going to be around to reap the benefits. Anyway, the difference between Winehouse and Nirvana is that she was reported to be working on new material. Regardless of the songs being the completed article, they’re about to be released in the form of twelve track album “Lioness.” A mix of new recordings and old demos, the first single will be a cover of Ruby & The Romantics song, “Our Day Will Come.” Cynics may call it a cash-in, but some of the albums profits will go towards a charity to help addicts.

According to reports, these are the latest odds for the musical dead:

“A Facebook campaign was launched earlier this year to help the band’s ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’ to the Christmas Number One spot ahead of the winner of this year’s X Factor and bookmakers Ladbrokes have responded by naming the track as the second favourite at 4/1. Amy Winehouse is given odds of 12/1 to top the chart.”

What’s this? Only second favourite to claim the top spot? Have 2Pac or Jam Master Jay got a release to drop around the festive period? No you div, you’ll never stop the X Factor single Christmas release train as X Factor part timer Amelia Lily is favourite to win the show and release a crap cover version at odds of 7/2.

That’s it, go spoil a young girls dream by campaigning for old musicians who’ve had their glory in the charts. As pointless campaigns go, this rules supreme.

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If you’re a Nirvana fan, chances are you’re so young it’s actually sickening. You were barely alive when he redecorated his garage with his brains and therefore, you’ve martyred him to the point he can do no wrong.

You’ve probably got into Riot Grrrl too, despite the fact it was a scene that lasted all of about 30 seconds and was filled with some gaspingly average rock bands. WITH A MANDATE THOUGH.

And so, because you’ll never get close to a scene that has long died, you’ve invariably harboured some stupid fantasy about getting with Frances Bean Cobain. Courtney Love looks like too much work and it isn’t exactly cool hipster points to like Dave Grohl because he’s enjoying being a stadium rock star. Sadly for you jerks, you’ll never get to have sex with Frances Bean, thanks to some rumours that are floating around.

Basically, aside from the fact she’s an incredibly wealthy rock-offspring, thereby something of a deluded idiot who is about as down-to-earth as a cult leader, Frances won’t be having sex with you ever, because she’s apparently got engaged to her rocker boyfriend, Isaiah Silva.

Who? He’s in The Rambles. Nope. Us neither. We suspect they’re utterly, utterly awful jangly indie-gash.

No matter though. Frances Bean is in LURVE and she’s totally getting married, so that’s you out of the equation. This, of course, is according to some unnamed source in some terrible gossip rag.

That said, Frances and her boyfriend changed their relationship status on Facebook to engaged a few weeks ago. That’s if you believe that the accounts in question are actually theirs as they go under fake names – she goes by Frances Rachel Leigh Cook, him, Isaiah David Berkowitz-Cusack.

You’re all off to stalk them now, aren’t you?

Frances commented on her page:

“Getting to spend the rest of my life loving my best friend makes me the luckiest woman in the world.”

Not THAT lucky. Your dad is totally dead and your mum is completely batshit mental and posts naked pictures of herself on twitter.

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Courtney Love is loving the fact that it’s 20 years since Nevermind got released. Why? It reminds her of the time when she could score bad drugs without worrying about cash and, of course, she gets to play victim over her husband’s unseemly suicide all over again.

And to celebrate the pain, Courtney has given a big ol’ interview with Vanity Fair, which is just great.

Of course, she talks about her relationship with Kurt Cobain (what about the other guys? Dave Grohl ain’t exactly a fan is he?) and all that junk… but more importantly, she talks about the fact that her relationship with her very much alive daughter – Frances Bean – isn’t exactly great. Wonder why?

Frances Bean has gone from being the baby with Diet Grrrl written on her belly to sometime model, where everyone is contractually obliged to notice any similarities between her and her famous father.

Along the way, she became estranged from her mum and we can’t think why.

Let us think. Her mum is a mental, attention-seeking, bug-eyed, botched plastic surgery drug goon who has slowly allowed her mind to slide into the sea amid a string of bad one-night stands with people like Evan Dando and Michael Stipe (if the rumours are to be believed, natch)… not to mention the whole posting of naked pictures of yourself online and ranting against everyone like they owe you something.

BUT WAIT!

Courtney has a theory about her damaged relationship with her daughter!

Love blames herself for this strained bond because she never read to Frances as a child or took her to a Broadway show.

Yeah. It’s probably that.

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Ah, Courtney Love. What would we do without you. When things get a little too much for us to bear, we just take one look at your increasingly peculiar face and think to ourselves: ‘At least things aren’t as bad as that.’

The Former Mrs Cobain has, for some reason, taken it upon herself to become the Grunge Joan Rivers, despite the fact that precisely no-one actually asked for it.

And now, humble Courtney is getting out her crayons and starting work on her autobiography which will be a gentle, thoughtful read, sensitively looking back on her life with a suicidal husband who took loads of bad drugs, as well as her fondness for jacking up on bad shit while having sex with a variety of rock singers.

The Hole frontwoman has just signed a book deal and of course, there’s a good chance that her biog will be a hilarious read for anyone brave enough to actually pick the damn thing up.

Lynn Grady, the poor woman tasked with editing the book, says:

“Courtney is one of the most fascinating and provocative artists of our time, one of those rare performers who continues to reinvent herself time and again throughout the arc of her career”.

Reinvent? Let us think.

She went from car-crash singer to car-crash widow… then she was a car-crash actress who then became a car-crash car-crash. Oh, and she repeatedly accidentally posted naked photos of herself on twitter.

On that score, anyone who has actually read any of Courtney Love’s various twitter feeds will know the gargantuan task that lies ahead for anyone editing this tome.

Let us hope she’s mental enough to talk about the strained relationship between herself and estranged daughter, Frances.

The madness is unleashed in 2012.

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So, this week marks the 20th anniversary of the release of Nirvana’s Nevermind LP. As such, it’s pretty much being regarded as grunge’s 20th birthday too, although, most of you will regard the start of the scene to be a much earlier date.

We even wrote about it, not that you cared. See? We can still bitch and whine like a first-rate grunge kid. YOU JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND US!

Anyway, to celebrate this occasion, there’ll be a special airing of the full Paramount Theatre show in Seattle filmed back in 1991. You can watch it streamed live today!

The Paramount concert, transferred from 16mm film, is the only known Nirvana concert shot to film and will also be aired for a special showing this Halloween on Monday, October 31st.

Of course, a DVD/Blu-Ray of the show is available to buy which is all Hi Def and that nonsense. As we didn’t get offered a free promotional copy, we’re loathed to talk about it in too much detail.

Anyway. You want to watch a Nirvana show on your computer?

Well, it’ll be available to watch in its entirety on Vevo, 27th September from 5pm in the UK for a 24 hour period only.

Sort it. Click here.

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Okay. Apparently, grunge is now 20 years old. Of course, grunge purists and musos will argue the toss over a whole host of dates which could signal the first flush of grunge, but everyone is agreeing on this one because it’s easier, okay?

And basically, like all grunge chat, it circles around Nirvana, who were smart enough to mix their fondness for pure pop and fuzz pedals, leaving a legacy that was, sadly for Kurt Cobain, filled with jocks like Limp Bizkit, who he so obviously loathed.

However, it goes without saying that there was so much more to grunge than Nevermind and Cobain’s suicide. Let us have a look back shall we?

Nirvana kicked off their career with Bleach -  the go-to album for barefaced liars who say it’s their favourite because they want to appear like they liked ‘em first or, indeed, they’re just being purposefully awkward – which was pretty much ignored by the world ’til Nevermind hit the shelves.

Such was the fervour to get more Nirvana in the system, that everyone started to buy everything with their name on it, which included a brief spike in sales for the ’60s psychedelic band with the same name, but alas, a very, very different sound.

The way Nirvana captured a feeling – not necessarily with words, as Cobain was prone to penning impenetrable lyrics – hadn’t been seen in the UK since The Smiths peddled their own brand of disaffected, cod-poetic rock. While Mozza & Co wistfully yearned out of grubby kitchen windows, Cobain seems to extol the virtues of slumping Z shaped under motorway bridges, sniffing glue.

Alas, we all know how the story ended, with Cobain killing himself shortly before a tour of the UK while everyone was still utterly enchanted by Cobain’s magnus opus, ‘In Utero’.

However, much more impressive than Nirvana’s musical output, was their willingness to drag everyone along with them. Most bands make friends with celebrities and vanish into the world of A-Listers with their parties and cocaine wraps.

Nirvana were still keen to promote the scene that spat them out. Mudhoney, Babes In Toyland, L7, The Melvins and Sonic Youth were much more likely to crop up in interviews with the band, rather than some tall tale of hanging around with Bruce Willis in San Tropez.

Despite their huge success (something that Cobain actually wanted, regardless of the what myth might tell you), somehow, this noisy ragtag bunch of misfits still looked and sounded like those bozos in a garage band talking to a local fanzine, rather than conducting an interview with MTV.

And in many ways, that was the thing that people really loved about this unassuming group. They didn’t play too well and they sure as hell didn’t look like stadium filling superstars… they were just three likeable spivs in a noisy rock group who just happened to write a whole buncha great tunes.

While you’ll be able to immediately recall your favourite Nirvana tracks, it’s worth taking a look back at the grunge scene as a whole. Sure, there were turkeys like Stone Temple Pilots, but there were great things in-and-around it. Inextricably tied-up with Riot Grrl and the US Punk that came before it like Hüsker Dü and the Pixies, grunge opened a door which let a whole gang of noise-wielding idiots through the door.

So here’s a Spotify playlist featuring Sonic Youth, Melvins, Mudhoney, Hole, Babes In Toyland, Huggy Bear, Bratmobile, Soundgarden, Sebadoh and more.

Enjoy.

Click here to check our super grunge playlist on Spotify.

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Miley Cyrus, who you’ll remember for being the more musically gifted daughter of Billy Ray, has always been a bit of a tough nut for hecklerspray to crack. Sometimes she’ll be caterwauling her way through some mawkish pop gumph about being in love at the age of eleven and others she’ll be smoking a bong and telling people to stick things up their private parts.

She’s a testing one.

Regardless, the young Miss Cyrus’ version of Nirvana’s Smells Like Teen Spirit has been named the worst cover ever in a new magazine poll.

In a quite frankly unnecessary poll, Rolling Stone readers voted the teenager’s rendition of the grunge anthem the worst of the crap, the bottom of the bottom, the arse-pit of arse-pits. It even managed to come off worse than Madonna’s hilariously woeful reimagining American Pie and Limp Bizkit’s cover of The Who’s Behind Blue Eyes in which Fred Durst spends the opening bars laughing into the eyes of a dying child.

It’s a real bum-note for Cyrus who recently introduced Smells Like Teen Spirit to her live set, telling her screaming legion of Mousekateers, “I want to play a song by one of the artists that inspired me. Without them [Nirvana] I wouldn’t be here. They are the ones who gave me the strength and courage to do this.”

The surviving members of Nirvana are said to be considering legal action for the implication that her career is somehow their fault.

Limp Bizkit came in second and Madonna third, while Sweet Child O’ Mine by Sheryl Crow (covering an already dreadful song) and Britney Spears’ suicide-inducing rendition of the Rolling Stones’ (I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction finished off the top five with a glacé cherry made of human faeces.

But let’s face it. You didn’t come here to find out what songs made it into that particular top five. You only clicked the link to see that hideous rendition all over again.

Feel the burn.

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Courtney Love isn’t someone you’d trust to look after themselves would you? If you were a pal of hers (surely she has some friends), you’d worry if she planned to cross the street by herself. She certainly can’t be trusted to not tweet harrowing naked self-shots to the world.

Alas, her entire value on the celebrity circuit seems to be that of irritating estate of Kurt Cobain’s cadaver and general gossip about who she’s had sex with, and general tragic trainwreck.

All this combined, it isn’t surprising that she’s injured herself while setting her New York home on fire, which can’t be the first time its happened because her face suggests that she’s been stood near too many naked flames, leaving her rubbery faced warped like a figure of Adam of Eternia under a magnifying glass.

Firefighters were called to the former Hole after they received notification that her West Village home was ablaze. Apparently, three of the firemen broke down in tears when they found Love, with one of them suggesting they’d have to identify her by dental records.

The fire crew fainted in astonishment when the corpse kicked into yet another anecdote about Nirvana and Cobain being legendary in the sack. It was then they all realised that Love had actually chosen to look a withered turnip.

So what caused the fire? It appears that the fire was started by stupidity. It would seem that Courtney left a candle next to some billowing curtains in Love’s bedroom. We shudder to think what she had planned which would require the singer to light some candles in the boudoir.

Either way, any lusty yearnings were soon scotched as the curtains went up in flames, seeing Love trying to put them out herself, injuring her horribly distorted body in the process.

What have we learned? Well, hecklerspray‘s safety message is as follows: Don’t leave naked flames unattended near flammable objects and absolutely don’t, under any circumstances, go to Courtney Love’s house. Ever. Ever ever ever.

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You gotta hand it to Courtney Love – she’s a real class act. Lately, she’s been a trainwreck superstar of twitter, slagging off her daughter, writing impenetrable garbled messages and leaking upsetting naked photos of herself while displaying the most unusual lips seen in Hollywood.

We’re talking about face-lips you disgusting perverts.

And now, after making an enemy of the surviving members of Nirvana, she’s now pointing at Kurt Cobain’s cadaver and slurring about what a large dong he possessed when he was a member of the living. That’s nice isn’t it? That’s exactly the kind of thing he would’ve wanted.

According to Courtney, Kurt was “fucking well hung”, which is either information we didn’t need or, entirely untrue.

Speaking in the new issue of GQ (who actually reads that?) Love responded to a question about whether actor Brad Pitt was a suitable chap to portray her dead-husband in a biopic:

“Kurt had more presence and more beauty than Brad Pitt. He was a leader, he was strong, in fact he was well fucking hung, if you really want to know.”

Wait a minute! Strong? This is the man not strong enough to keep living for his daughter, splattering the inside of his head all over his garage? A man who was ‘strong’ enough to be strung-out on smack for the last years of his life?

In other news, Love also talked about the rumour that Cobain was set to appear in Quentin Tarantino’s Pulp Fiction:

“You ever wonder why he thanked Quentin on the back of ‘In Utero’? Quentin asked him to play Eric Stoltz’s part in Pulp Fiction.”

Imagine that! Kurt Cobain playing a drug dealer in a film! Of course, Kurt would’ve been a terrible drug dealer as he would have hoovered them all up for himself while listening to The Vaselines over and over again, much to the chagrin of his neighbours, who would’ve blown his brains out for him.

Oh well. At least he left us some good records, even if he did accidentally make a star of one of the most hideous women in the celebsphere.

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There are some songs that just shouldn’t be covered. A lot of people would agree that Nirvana’s Smells Like Teen Spirit was one of those.

But not Miley Cyrus.

Miley decided that she was the perfect person to belt out a borderline sacrilegious version of the Nirvana classic, on her latest tour.

Wearing a skin tight cat suit and stripper heels, Cyrus began to writhe and grind her way through the high tempo grunge track in front of a stunned audience comprising mainly of children who don’t have a clue who Nirvana were and parents who probably loved Nirvana and are now collectively picturing Kurt Cobain’s headless corpse spinning in its grave.

Maybe Miley is just trying to bring a long forgotten cultural identity back into the modern zeitgeist; after all, her father was very successful in doing the same thing to the mullet at the height of his career.

And let’s not forget that Miley herself has no doubt got a whiff of Teen Spirit about her too, what with all the pictures of her smoking suspicious looking substances from bongs and wearing less clothes than it’s probably legal for anyone to see in a photograph… even if it is on her MySpace profile.

Undoubtedly Courtney Love is probably calling in the lawyers as we speak, trying to figure out just how much of Miley’s fortune she’s now entitled to before she has her killed.

But until then, for those of you that can stand it, here is the video of Miley Cyrus breaking a generation of Achey, Breaky Hearts by covering Smells Like Teen Spirit.

Let’s just hope she can keep her head about her for the next few years.

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Nirvana, unfathomably, became astonishingly famous. Pull the band to pieces and you can justify it ’til the cows come home… but really, it doesn’t make any sense that a band that noisy and that unwilling should get to such lofty, celebrity heights.

Of course, it did Nirvana no harm at all that they had a good looking singer and a penchant for irresistibly catchy hooks underneath all that fuzz and howling.

And while there’s no denying that, in Kurt Cobain, the group had a prodigiously talented songwriter, Nirvana were a band that loved a good cover version.

It’s obvious that there’s going to be know-it-all fans out there that are already more than aware of these songs, but really, this article isn’t aimed at you.

Feel free to read on, disagree or pooh-pooh decisions made, but effectively, this article is for those who liked Nirvana but weren’t prone to hanging around record shop counters, slavishly devouring every pointless bit of pop-culture trivia from the rude twats behind the counter.

Like hecklerspray clearly did.

In short, here’s an interesting bunch of songs that you may not have known Nirvana covered in the first place.

So, er, yeah. Enjoy.

Leadbelly ‘Where Did You Sleep Last Night?’

Nirvana decided to end their MTV Unplugged set (arguably the greatest the format ever produced) with this unassuming Leadbelly cover. Now, Leadbelly is worth checking out anyway as he barely made a duff record. Cobain’s lyrics and the way Nirvana attack the song is different enough to warrant loving both… but if you haven’t heard the original, here it is. Oh. And have you laughed at the funny face Cobain pulls at the close of his version on the broadcast?

David Bowie ‘The Man Who Sold The World’

Another MTV Unplugged number, this one, already quite well known. Bowie version has an eerie, comedown quality which Nirvana were wise to avoid. The two versions aren’t that different really, but again, worth loving all the same.

Shocking Blue ‘Love Buzz’

Here’s a track that consistently puzzles younger Nirvana fans. A markedly different version to the one featured on ‘Bleach’ and one that, when played out in clubs, sees Nirvana fans scurrying to the DJ booth to ask “who did this mental cover of Nirvana?!” It is, of course, the original and The Shocking Blue were also the writers of the original ‘Venus’, but the smart money checks out their insanely good ‘Send Me A Postcard’. Anyway, here it is in psychedelic glory.

The Vaselines ‘Molly’s Lips’

The Vaselines were Kurt Cobain’s favourite band. You’re legally obliged to write that when covering them (as we did when reviewing their latest, and very good album). Nirvana covered a whole bunch of their songs as well as Cobain naming his daughter after one of the Vaselines’ main members. Because he liked them so very much, here’s all three of the songs covered by Nirvana.

The Vaselines ‘Son Of A Gun’

The Vaselines ‘Jesus Don’t Want Me For A Sunbeam’

Devo ‘Turnaround’

Weird art-rockers Devo stuck ‘Turnaround’ on the b-side of ‘Whip It’… we think. We could check but we’re lazy. Either way, Cobain liked it so much that he saw fit to include Nirvana’s version on ‘Incesticide’. Again, a very different sound from the original and both equally good in their own way.

The Wipers ‘D-7′

A live favourite and bootlegged countless times, Nirvana paid tribute to these noiseniks of ’80s US punk.

Meat Puppets ‘Plateau’

Nirvana included three Meat Puppets songs when they performed on MTV Unplugged, with this track, ‘Oh Me’ and ‘Lake of Fire’. You can check out the others yourself as we’re focusing on the best of the three.

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Robert Pattinson, we’ll have you know, is not besties with Courtney Love.

This is news to us, and is something that was only confirmed in a weekend interview that Robert gave to The Daily Mirror.

Wait. What’s that? The two haven’t liked each other since Courtney said that glittery Robert wasn’t worthy to have licked Kurt Cobain’s boots, let alone play the late musician in a biopic? Oh, yeah. We’d forgotten.

The movie is currently in pre-production and there were hilariously passive-aggressive interviews with the Hole singer back in mid-April about its casting. Rather than do some kind of semi-professional bait-and-switch, when asked whether an actor she clearly doesn’t like would play the lead in the movie, she went on record as saying “Isn’t that so stupid, who would cast him? That’s just wrong, no offense”. Yeah, Robert. Oh, and you’re a horrid person who probably smells of poo. No offence.

The Daily Mirror interviewer has a better memory than anyone who works here – if we had been interviewing Robert, we would have just asked whether the body glitter ever got stuck in unpleasant places and was it terribly hard to wash off. They, instead, asked about Courtney’s comments. He, like she, decided not to be particularly professional. He could have easily laughed her comments off, as it’s not like he’s below the singer’s crack-induced comments. However, he decided to stoop to her level.

Robert calls Courtney out, when asked directly about the movie.

Mirror: Is it true you’re going to play Kurt Cobain in the Nirvana movie? Pattinson: Sometimes these things just appear. I love Nirvana, but I love them a bit too much – I’d be embarrassed. And you see all these comments, like from Courtney Love, saying ’What the fuck! He’s totally wrong for it’, and I’m like, ’I fucking said no, you dick!’ I didn’t get offered it. For one thing, I’m too tall, and I can’t sing like him, I’m nothing like him!’ It’s ridiculous.

See what he did there? All that swearing and name calling. Terribly grown up and sophisticated. Those comments won’t come back to haunt him at all.

Wait, we just realised – Courtney was lucky to escape with her life after insulting one of the Twilight clan. Robert’s fans probably couldn’t stop continuously urinating long enough to cause the 46-year-old actual bodily harm. The second his dedicated army of 12-year-olds works out that they can stop weeing at will, whenever they want, Courtney should probably start sleeping with one eye open.

This was a guest blog by the extraordinary Amy Grindhouse

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Chris Brown might have stolen most of the ‘being a gigantic twonk on a social network’ limelight lately.

But he’s no pro. He’s no Courtney Love. All Chris Brown did was throw a sweary little tantrum about his silly record and then delete his Twitter account out of shame. Courtney Love, though – she knows that, if you’re going to make an unstoppable arse out of yourself on the internet, you may as well commit.

Which is why Courtney Love has been using Facebook to slag off the daughter who she just lost legal control of. Her own daughter. Watch and learn, Chris Brown. Watch and learn.

This has not been a good week for Courtney Love. That said, no weeks are particularly good for Courtney Love, as you’d discover if every time you opened your mouth to speak, a noise like a dying chainsaw came out. However, even in the scale of crappy Courtney Love weeks, this has been a particular low point.

On Monday, Courtney Love lost legal control of her 17-year-old daughter Frances Bean. That would be galling enough for any mother, but it will have been especially hard for Courtney Love given that a) Frances Bean is a living memory of her marriage to Kurt Cobain and b) we sort of get the impression that Frances Bean was the only thing that stopped Courtney Love from sliding into full-blown boggle-eyed dribbling lunacy.

On the plus side, though, at least this has given Courtney Love a chance to reflect. Maybe, as a result of all this, Courtney can work through whatever problems she has in a concerted effort to better herself as a mother. Or maybe she’ll just jump onto Facebook and wail out a bunch of barely sentient abuse that’s directed at nobody in particular but doesn’t seem to display much in the way of maternal understanding towards her daughter. Which would it be?

Oh, come on, this is Courtney Love – the woman who once jumped onto MySpace and wailed out a bunch of barely sentient abuse directed at the online dating industry, and then jumped onto Twitter and wailed out a bunch of barely sentient abuse directed at the makers of Guitar Hero 5. What do you expect she did? Here’s Courtney’s Facebook rant:

“[Frances] thinks she has all this money, [but] the point is I have all the money she has … I don’t care really, I hate to sound cold, but any kid of mine who pulls this sh– has lost her position,” Love reportedly wrote. “The good news is now that Frances is clearly deluded that she [thinks she] can buy her grandmother a ‘small house in L.A.’ I’d love to see how that works. They’ll incubate her until she’s 18 and then have her sign all the indemnifications.”

The offending post has been deleted now, but the damage has been done. Courtney Love has now burnt her bridges on Facebook, MySpace and Twitter. Where else on the internet will she be able to share her rambling, illogical, badly-punctuated, ill thought-out reactionary abuse?

Courtney, the hecklerspray comment section is your friend. You’ll fit right in here.

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