Back in 2007, I found myself shaking inside a Midtown hotel lobby as I spotted Cornell walking towards me to talk about his latest solo project, "Carry On." Then he said, "Hi Joseph," and shook my hand.
Something was way off.
The howl I expected was a mere whisper. As I looked into his piercing aqua eyes I had to ask him to repeat what he said after that, because it evaded my eardrums. He laughed and said, "I get that a lot."
As we talked about the new album, our mutual love for Pearl Jam and other bands we crushed over, he changed gears from music to a few other topics — most notably, kids.
As he gushed over his three I couldn't believe the man I watched run around on stage screaming, without a shirt, was really a warm-hearted, soft-spoken mush.
After that interview I learned I was far from the only person who knew that.Read more at NYDailyNews