Layne's story is just so.. messy. Such beauty in the music he creates, it really does kind of shake you in your boots a little. I know I've been trying to figure things out for myself, addiction and all that. One thing that keeps me going is this guy's crazy voice.

As much as you wanna say there's no spiritual aspect, it really does seem like a cautionary tale in a way. How can you possibly want to suffer the way he did? Makes me want to get better for those around me but I'm not sure how. I barely trust myself and I definitely don't trust others. I wonder if that's how Layne felt in those last days. "I don't deserve help from others, they always let me down anyway" "I've gotten myself through the day before and I'll do it again." sort of thoughts.

Anyways AIC is absolutely beautiful stuff and I'm thankful I stumbled upon it after listening to Mark Lanegan's book. Cheers guys.