A Google user
I'm only a very moderate fan of Cat Power, but almost from the outset I found this book (and particularly its author) extremely off-putting.
In her introduction, Goodman reprints a completely innocuous inquiry she received from Marshall's lawyer concerning the details of the book project. She interprets this not only as an "obvious" intimidation tactic but as an unwarranted infringement upon her "right" to investigate the life of a "public figure." You can practically feel the steam blowing out of Goodman's ears as she describes this supposed affront to her privileges as a journalist and Cat Power fan. She apparently had assumed that after conducting one giddy telephone interview, Marshall must clearly be her friend, and seems to take this letter as almost a personal betrayal. One is left with the feeling that her pursuit of her "subject" is really the pursuit of a target -- that she had sold a book to Random House, couldn't get the easy cooperation (and creepy friendship) she wanted, and so decided to undertake an eighteen-month revenge plot.
Goodman tracks down a lot of people from Marshall's background, including a snotty editor from Spin (are there any other kind of editors at Spin?) and a few family members, who seem to want to use the opportunity to justify some fairly bad life choices and insist that Marshall got everything wrong about them. This includes Marshall's parents, who seem to reject the notion that they might have done any special damage to their children. She also describes the early-90s Atlanta and Manhattan music scenes in the broadly vivid terms of someone who is used to writing simplistic magazine articles.
The thing that bothers me the most about this book is Goodman's reliance on false dichotomies when describing Marshall's allegedly schizoid personality, and repeating endlessly the standard media trope of her target's supposed "craziness." Whether or not Marshall really is "crazy," or schizophrenic, or unstable in any particular way, I don't suppose it would be all that easy for anyone to be sane, having endured fifteen or twenty years of accusations by the press, misogynistic punk rockers, or ignorant hillbilly relatives, even if most reporters take a more pathetic approach by claiming "people say Chan Marshall is crazy" instead of outright saying "Chan Marshall is crazy." When you consider that Kurt Cobain, who killed himself after three years of working for a wealthy, supportive record label, is only ever called "depressed" or "troubled" and is routinely let off the hook for serious narcotics use, and compare that to Marshall, going strong after twenty years of limited label support and routine humiliations at the hands of magazines like Spin and Blender, you have to wonder where the real dichotomy lies.
Whatever her supposed sins or instabilities, Marshall is pretty clearly a decent human being, observes a higher ethical standard than 90% of the musicians working at her level, and doesn't deserve anything like the "objective" treatment she gets here. When you consider all the public figures (including entertainers) who are behaving in legitimately horrible ways, it's very hard to understand what someone like Chan Marshall could have done to deserve the continuous abuse she has received. This holds true whether or not anyone actually likes her music, or feels that the critics' attention to Cat Power's work was deserved.
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A Google user
This book is dedicated to my brother, so for that I am so grateful and I love this book. I miss Ben every day and it fills be with happiness to know how many lives he touched and leaves me sad to know how many people he left untouched. I would rather have had you for 26 years than another brother for a lifetime.