Thursday, April 08, 2004
Mr. Cobain shreadin' from the afterlife (with dangling skin)
So yeah, today was the 10 year anniversary that they found the body of KurDt Cobain. Well we all know that bitch Courtney fuckin did it and is just now paying the mental price for killing GRUNGE! I mean what the fuck, what a bitch, right?
I wanted to post to let an embarrassing story out of the bag about my days as a sweet teen. I was 16 when Mr. Cobain died and my family had just bought its first real computer. I was getting to know how to use the new windows program, for the other computers I had used was all based out of Lotus 123. I had just learned how to change the font to Wingdings on the day HE died.
The night before they found his body my friend brad and I went to see Pavement for the first time over spring break. Pretty righteous show and still one of the best times I saw them. They even played Forklift. On the way home a drunk/asleep driver almost hit our car and send his '85 Bonneville flying off the road. It was an exciting night, we actually came home from the concert and listened to records until pretty late. The next morning his older sister who was pretty much the person who introduced us to all the good music (Pixies, Mudhoney, the Smiths, Pavement (when S&E dropped), the Breeders, 120 minutes in its hey-day, NME, etc.) called and woke us up LAUGHING her head off. "Your IDOL blew his damn head off, idiots" she cackled. We were shocked and turned on MTV and watched most of the day. I went home in mid afternoon and just sat in my room for a while listing to Nirvana. My dad called on the phone and told me to turn on 640 am WGST, that they were doing a special on him. I did so and their tribute was them playing Nirvana songs while playing gun blasts throughout the whole song. I was pissed, so i sat down at the computer and started to compose a Eulogy. I pulled out the old Wingdings and picked a happy face, a straight face, and a sad face to show the different sides of Kurt Cobain. Then wrote possibly the cheesiest page full of remembrances. I found this page from the mind of a brilliant 16 year old about 2 weeks ago hidden under my bed at home. I had written on the bottom..."NEVER THROW AWAY!" and put it in a box with a tape of their SNL performance and some 120 live stuff. I put the tape in and watched and got pretty excited to see that stuff again. The were not doing much innovative but they were a pretty damn awesome band. Anyways the letter was pretty embarrassing, but kinda funny at the same time and now that I look back at it I'm glad I wrote it.
"Nirvana really got it, they understood where to go with music and let the mainstream come to them. Kurt was troubled, but his music will live on. America has lost a wonderful son today."
-16 year old DJ
So yeah, today was the 10 year anniversary that they found the body of KurDt Cobain. Well we all know that bitch Courtney fuckin did it and is just now paying the mental price for killing GRUNGE! I mean what the fuck, what a bitch, right?
I wanted to post to let an embarrassing story out of the bag about my days as a sweet teen. I was 16 when Mr. Cobain died and my family had just bought its first real computer. I was getting to know how to use the new windows program, for the other computers I had used was all based out of Lotus 123. I had just learned how to change the font to Wingdings on the day HE died.
The night before they found his body my friend brad and I went to see Pavement for the first time over spring break. Pretty righteous show and still one of the best times I saw them. They even played Forklift. On the way home a drunk/asleep driver almost hit our car and send his '85 Bonneville flying off the road. It was an exciting night, we actually came home from the concert and listened to records until pretty late. The next morning his older sister who was pretty much the person who introduced us to all the good music (Pixies, Mudhoney, the Smiths, Pavement (when S&E dropped), the Breeders, 120 minutes in its hey-day, NME, etc.) called and woke us up LAUGHING her head off. "Your IDOL blew his damn head off, idiots" she cackled. We were shocked and turned on MTV and watched most of the day. I went home in mid afternoon and just sat in my room for a while listing to Nirvana. My dad called on the phone and told me to turn on 640 am WGST, that they were doing a special on him. I did so and their tribute was them playing Nirvana songs while playing gun blasts throughout the whole song. I was pissed, so i sat down at the computer and started to compose a Eulogy. I pulled out the old Wingdings and picked a happy face, a straight face, and a sad face to show the different sides of Kurt Cobain. Then wrote possibly the cheesiest page full of remembrances. I found this page from the mind of a brilliant 16 year old about 2 weeks ago hidden under my bed at home. I had written on the bottom..."NEVER THROW AWAY!" and put it in a box with a tape of their SNL performance and some 120 live stuff. I put the tape in and watched and got pretty excited to see that stuff again. The were not doing much innovative but they were a pretty damn awesome band. Anyways the letter was pretty embarrassing, but kinda funny at the same time and now that I look back at it I'm glad I wrote it.
"Nirvana really got it, they understood where to go with music and let the mainstream come to them. Kurt was troubled, but his music will live on. America has lost a wonderful son today."
-16 year old DJ
