Paragraph on Steven Jesse Bernstein:
A Forecast on Chrome from Adriane Lord
Chrome falling from the sky: in meager patterings at first, molten, silvery, then cascades, sizzling, destroying everything it touches.
I put on my husband’s old Sub Pop CD and a familiar voice assaults me. Yes, its an assault, his voice. Steven Jesse Bernstein. Poet. Madman. Literature’s answer to Ozzy, reading poems with a mouse in his mouth, twitching. That voice. It takes me back to college, that sense of discovery. Listening in my friends’ run-down sanctuary across the street from my dorm: stuttered rails, gravity bongs, baby dolls with x-ed out eyes hanging from the ceiling. Apocalyptic candy. More noise please. Coming from the suburbs, I wanted to see everything messy, dirty, grimy, extreme.
The Poetry Foundation calls him “the godfather of grunge.” Dead in 1991, when I was 5. Everyone older is always telling me I missed it, the real times. But the voices still thread through my brain. Once, he tried to cut his heart out, to hold it in his hands and calm it down. Now his heart is a museum encased in chrome, dead and eternal.
Bio: Adriane Lord grew up by the river in Richmond, VA. She received her MFA in Fiction from Virginia Commonwealth University in 2013. Since then she has lived in mining towns throughout the West, and has worked as a teacher, editor, bartender and as an extra on the tv show Westworld. Her writing has been published in Monkeybicycle and nominated for a Pushcart Prize and in Bourbon Penn. She now lives in the mountains of Montana where she is teaching, raising her son and working on a horror novel.
Additional links Adriane wanted to share on Steven Jesse Bernstein:
STEVEN JESSE BERNSTEIN COME OUT TONIGHT LYRICS | JustSomeLyrics
Steven Jesse Bernstein - Wikipedia
More Noise by Steven Jesse Bernstein - YouTube
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