Missadventures in Pittsburgh: Archive

That’s right. In my mind, Eddie Vedder, the grunge icon from Pearl Jam, is perfect, and I have no interest in ever finding out otherwise. Eddie first rocked my world in 1993, when I was 13. Up to that point, I’d been pretty much flailing along in a pubescent world, desperately trying to define myself, attempting to write hard-hitting articles for my school newspaper and hopelessly...