Kurt Cobain would be 40 this year. That blows my mind. Even more mind-blowing? He died at 27... the age I will be this year. I remember my mom picked me up from school in 7th grade, and she told me. We listened to it on NPR, then I put this Rolling Stone cover on my closet, where my New Kids poster had been just one year before, and a kitten poster two years before that.
Being the same age he was brings a little perspective- wow, this was a quiet guy that had massive fame, a drug-addled wife, a new baby, and boat loads of depression. Drugs + depression = Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix... all dead at 27 in the midst of their fame/careers. And they --like Judy Garland, James Dean, Marilyn Monroe-- got to spiral downhill without Perez Hilton documenting their every wedgie pick along the way. That's why I feel bad for La Lohan & Britney Spears... they are so utterly fucked and we all have to see every second of it.
That's Unpretty.
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Wowsers. That is really deep.
Nirvana was my favorite band back in the day. Still one of them.
Huh, I forgot that this was the anniversary of his death. I remember crying for days over this--I was completely obsessed wit Nirvana and Kurt Cobain. I think I may still have my shrine-o-magazines in my parents basements. He was a genius.
Thats it. We're having a Nirvana-thon. Starting with Bleach and ending with unplugged... or the live album from the muddy banks of the Wishka, either way, who's down?
Yesterday was also Penn State's 152nd birthday. I know only one other person reading this cares, but I have nothing to say about Kurt.
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