Damn You, Dave Grohl, You Made Me Cry
A letter of appreciation to my personal hero after reading The Storyteller.
To say I wasn’t always as impressed with the man’s work as I am today would be an understatement.
It was around 1996 and my big sister was going through her angsty Nirvana phase. Wearing flannel, a pair of Levi’s 501s and a bomber jacket, her hair…