Chris Cornell’s Brother Emotionally Opens Up About Listening To Soundgarden Music Singer Left Him

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Chris Cornell’s brother Peter has posted the following on Instagram:

“I remember the first time I saw him do this. I honestly thought he invented crowd surfing. I was always taken by the ease and grace with which this ritual spontaneously transpired. And the look on his face. A combination of fearlessness and who gives a fuck!! The subtleties of genius. I was looking at photos new and old tonight. No particular reason. I don’t sleep well and my mind often searches for reprieve in random areas. Tonight it was photos of my Brother. Maybe in a way it’s a sign of healing.

I looked tonight and the tears mostly hunkered down in the lump in my throat. I never realized how many pictures there are of Chris. The camera loved him. As we all did. Although tonight I kept my emotions mostly in check, I have come to a very real and concrete understanding with myself. An understanding that is completely bolstered when I rifle thru a few hundred pics of Chris; I will never be able to assimilate and reconcile the loss of my Brother. I’m going to stop trying now. It makes no sense. It can’t be real. There is no place for it in my heart, mind or bones. It just shouldn’t be.

I so greatly appreciate the opportunity to share with you. I don’t need to know you to be able to feel you out there in internet world. It makes me so proud of Chris all over again, that he reached your hearts and souls and touched your lives and inspired you the same way he did me. In these late night hours when sleep eludes me, I replay memories like a movie reel. During the time SG was recording Loud Love, they would rehearse at my place. That’s how I got into music and bands. After they would leave I’d plug in all the gear and play.

I remember one night coming home after they had just left my place. Loud Love was finished and they were rehearsing for tour. I sat down to put on the TV and sitting upright on top of the set, so I could see the hand scrawled artwork and title, was a cassette my Brother had burned at the mixing board as they had finished the final mix. He left it there for me. My ears first. On the back he wrote ‘l love you Brother. Goodnight’. I listened in the dark and cried. Me too. I love you Brother. Goodnight.”

I remember the first time I saw him do this. I honestly thought he invented crowd surfing. I was always taken by the ease and grace with which this ritual spontaneously transpired. And the look on his face. A combination of fearlessness and who gives a fuck!! The subtleties of genius. I was looking at photos new and old tonight. No particular reason. I don’t sleep well and my mind often searches for reprieve in random areas. Tonight it was photos of my Brother. Maybe in a way it’s a sign of healing. I looked tonight and the tears mostly hunkered down in the lump in my throat. I never realized how many pictures there are of Chris. The camera loved him. As we all did. Although tonight I kept my emotions mostly in check, I have come to a very real and concrete understanding with myself. An understanding that is completely bolstered when I rifle thru a few hundred pics of Chris; I will never be able to assimilate and reconcile the loss of my Brother. I’m going to stop trying now. It makes no sense. It can’t be real. There is no place for it in my heart, mind or bones. It just shouldn’t be. I so greatly appreciate the opportunity to share with you. I don’t need to know you to be able to feel you out there in internet world. It makes me so proud of Chris all over again, that he reached your hearts and souls and touched your lives and inspired you the same way he did me. In these late night hours when sleep eludes me, I replay memories like a movie reel. During the time SG was recording Loud Love, they would rehearse at my place. That’s how I got into music and bands. After they would leave I’d plug in all the gear and play. I remember one night coming home after they had just left my place. Loud Love was finished and they were rehearsing for tour. I sat down to put on the TV and sitting upright on top of the set, so I could see the hand scrawled artwork and title, was a cassette my Brother had burned at the mixing board as they had finished the final mix. He left it there for me. My ears first. On the back he wrote “l love you Brother. Goodnight”. I listened in the dark and cried. Me too. I love you Brother. Goodnight

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