I watched a brilliant documentary film last night called The Devil and Daniel Johnston. It’s about an artist / musician, who is obviously extremely talented, but who’s hindered by being a manic depressive.
The film tells the story of Daniel’s life basically – from his childhood in West Virginia, to time spent in the mid-80s in Austin, Texas, to where he is today. It’s a very sad and moving story really. Daniel seems to have close to achieving major stardom several times. Kurt Cobain from Nirvana appeared often wearing one of his Daniel’s t-shirts, his songs have been covered by major bands, and at one point he was being chased my major record companies, but each time a breakthrough seemed guaranteed, his illness got in the way.