I always not Nirvana was a cool band. Never heard much of thier music except for the stuff that everyone hears that's just part of the common conciousness. But I always liked what I heard, expected to like the rest of thier stuff if and when I heard it, and if you asked me if I liked Nirvana, I'd have said "Sure"
Quite abruptly the other day I felt the need for some good hard-rock. I found myself looking for my one Nirvana CD "Nevermind" (It's standard. I think we were issued it in about '95.) to listen to "Smells like Teen Spirit" which is, truthfully, the only song on the CD that I ever play.
While I listened to it I found myself getting more into it than I ever really did and thinking a lot about the music and the group.
The next day I was at the store and got saw a magazine with a tribute to Kurt Cobain in it. Becuase it had been on my mind the night before, I picked it up. I went home and listened to the rest of the album.
I'm getting into a big Nirvana kick... no big deal. I always knew they were fantastic and that I would get into them, I just never bothered to do it. I always knew I'd be interested in learning more, I just never did it.
I do think it's weird that I'm going on a big Nirvana jagg only a couple weeks before the annaversary of Kurt's death.
It feels odd.
Humm...
Maybe it's just suddenly having time to myself again.
Anyway, I'm oddly morbid right now. I want to go on a grave tour of the world. Kim, come with me. I want to go around the world and put flowers on the graves of artists/actors/writers/musicians/whoever who have made an impression of me who have passed on and who I know only through thier work.
Oscar, John, Keith, John, George, Victor, Freddie...
Am I missing anyone?
Maybe in a couple weeks, Kurt will be on the list too.
Who knows.
I feel very nurotic right now, but I feel content.
Quite abruptly the other day I felt the need for some good hard-rock. I found myself looking for my one Nirvana CD "Nevermind" (It's standard. I think we were issued it in about '95.) to listen to "Smells like Teen Spirit" which is, truthfully, the only song on the CD that I ever play.
While I listened to it I found myself getting more into it than I ever really did and thinking a lot about the music and the group.
The next day I was at the store and got saw a magazine with a tribute to Kurt Cobain in it. Becuase it had been on my mind the night before, I picked it up. I went home and listened to the rest of the album.
I'm getting into a big Nirvana kick... no big deal. I always knew they were fantastic and that I would get into them, I just never bothered to do it. I always knew I'd be interested in learning more, I just never did it.
I do think it's weird that I'm going on a big Nirvana jagg only a couple weeks before the annaversary of Kurt's death.
It feels odd.
Humm...
Maybe it's just suddenly having time to myself again.
Anyway, I'm oddly morbid right now. I want to go on a grave tour of the world. Kim, come with me. I want to go around the world and put flowers on the graves of artists/actors/writers/musicians/whoever who have made an impression of me who have passed on and who I know only through thier work.
Oscar, John, Keith, John, George, Victor, Freddie...
Am I missing anyone?
Maybe in a couple weeks, Kurt will be on the list too.
Who knows.
I feel very nurotic right now, but I feel content.