There are many factors that pop up in life demonstrating you’re growing up. Graduation, or your first job, perhaps. Your first 2 day hangover. Catching yourself bleating on about how children behaved in your day. For me it is watching musicians I loved grow into total, middle aged, politically incorrect buffoons.

I’m not sure I’m ready to discuss Morrissey. And besides, the recent un-Morrissey-esque (oh spellcheck, that IS a word) thing Morrissey did was to allow John Lewis to use The Smiths track ‘Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want’. Yes it is a dreadful cover blablabla, get over it, Morrissey’s got to keep himself in tofu.

No, this time it’s Billy Corgan of Smashing Pumpkins fame. 

You only have to flick through a few radio stations to hear the dominant voice is male. Every Sony award ceremony women are notable by their presence on stage only being to present gongs to Chris Moyles (ok not just Moyles, we all exaggerate). Only last year the imbalance in radio was highlighted by Ceri Thomas’s insistence there were not yet enough experienced female journalists with a skin thick enough to take on the mantle of a Today presenter. Fine Ceri, but if that’s the case why not go up the age and experience scale and draft P.D James in. 

Following tepidly on the heels of 2006’s Dirty Blonde, a book consisting of Love’s photos and diary entries comes Love’s autobiography. Love’s publishers, Harper Collins, say,

 “Although Love is often associated with deceased husband, music legend and front man of Nirvana, Kurt Cobain, she has had an incredible artistic career of her own crisscrossing into music, film, popular culture, and fashion…The as yet untitled memoir will offer a no-holds-barred look into Love's life from childhood to the present day.”

It's going to be juicy. I for one would like to hear Courtney’s side of the story about when she punched Kathleen Hanna and how she managed to persuade Kim Gordon to produce Hole’s debut album Pretty on the Inside. I for one would not like to edit Ms. Love. Whoever has the job of editing Courtney Love, outside of XOjane.com where she has an occasional column, should get a big bonus and be invited on to the code breaker circuit. If there is one. Is there? MI5 et al should forget Cambridge, Courtney Love’s proof readers are who you want. 

Kate