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We've Never Stopped Thinking About Kurt Cobain

Here’s NPR’s tribute to Kurt today.

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Twenty years ago, I was in 5th grade in a suburb of St. Louis, MO.
I knew about Kurt Cobain because my dad is into music.  When he bought our first CD player, he bought two CDs to play in it.  One was Green Day’s “Dookie”.  The other was Nirvana’s “MTV Unplugged in New York”.  When I’ve asked him about those choices, he said he was interested in the evolution of punk.
We listened to both of those albums a lot. They were added to the regular rotation of shared music in my household that also included The Beatles, Bonnie Rait, Hall & Oates, The B-52s, Elvis Costello, The Talking Heads, Blondie, and Eric Clapton.
I quickly learned more Nirvana.  My friend Jody had an older brother who was into grunge rock and Jody and I used to trek to the record store in town to buy cassette tape singles of bands he suggested. My friend Lauren and I bought In Utero on CD.  I started listening to the radio in a different way.  My sister and I used to prefer the local Oldies station but that year we started tuning in to 105.7, “The Point”, the first full-time alternative rock station in St. Louis.  Grunge rock — alternative rock — was the first music that felt like it belonged to me.  Like I discovered it. Like the musicians had created it for me.
I was 11.  I wanted to marry Kurt Cobain when I grew up.  I thought his ripped jeans and flannels were dreamy. I loved the way his voice sounded like soft sandpaper on the unplugged album.  I loved how raw and loud he was belting out the chorus of “Lithium”.  I thought he looked fragile and rough at the same time and I thought that was exciting.
20 years ago today, Kurt Cobain killed himself.  A few months later, two little girls in the St. Louis area were kidnapped and killed.  My child’s mind wove these events together.  It is how I know the world is not a safe place.
I kept growing up.  I never stopped loving Nirvana.  If anything, my appreciation for Kurt Cobain and his legacy increased.  In middle school, I hung posters of him on my wall.  In high school, I played “Smells Like Teen Spirit” on repeat.  My heart still soars every time I hear its opening chords.  In college, I bought copies of Kurt’s journals as soon as they were published and swooned over the intimate stories he told about my new idols, the Riot Grrls.
I miss you, Kurt Cobain.  I wish you had lived long enough to fade away.

Twenty years ago, I was in 5th grade in a suburb of St. Louis, MO.

I knew about Kurt Cobain because my dad is into music.  When he bought our first CD player, he bought two CDs to play in it.  One was Green Day’s “Dookie”.  The other was Nirvana’s “MTV Unplugged in New York”.  When I’ve asked him about those choices, he said he was interested in the evolution of punk.

We listened to both of those albums a lot. They were added to the regular rotation of shared music in my household that also included The Beatles, Bonnie Rait, Hall & Oates, The B-52s, Elvis Costello, The Talking Heads, Blondie, and Eric Clapton.

I quickly learned more Nirvana.  My friend Jody had an older brother who was into grunge rock and Jody and I used to trek to the record store in town to buy cassette tape singles of bands he suggested. My friend Lauren and I bought In Utero on CD.  I started listening to the radio in a different way.  My sister and I used to prefer the local Oldies station but that year we started tuning in to 105.7, “The Point”, the first full-time alternative rock station in St. Louis.  Grunge rock — alternative rock — was the first music that felt like it belonged to me.  Like I discovered it. Like the musicians had created it for me.

I was 11.  I wanted to marry Kurt Cobain when I grew up.  I thought his ripped jeans and flannels were dreamy. I loved the way his voice sounded like soft sandpaper on the unplugged album.  I loved how raw and loud he was belting out the chorus of “Lithium”.  I thought he looked fragile and rough at the same time and I thought that was exciting.

20 years ago today, Kurt Cobain killed himself.  A few months later, two little girls in the St. Louis area were kidnapped and killed.  My child’s mind wove these events together.  It is how I know the world is not a safe place.

I kept growing up.  I never stopped loving Nirvana.  If anything, my appreciation for Kurt Cobain and his legacy increased.  In middle school, I hung posters of him on my wall.  In high school, I played “Smells Like Teen Spirit” on repeat.  My heart still soars every time I hear its opening chords.  In college, I bought copies of Kurt’s journals as soon as they were published and swooned over the intimate stories he told about my new idols, the Riot Grrls.

I miss you, Kurt Cobain.  I wish you had lived long enough to fade away.

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If Queen Bey’s “Drunk in Love” had been a 1940s Big Band hit.

file under: things I am sad my grandfather did not live to see.

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Don't Leave Me (Ne Me Quitte Pas)

You guys are supposed to TELL ME when there’s a new Regina Spektor album. Like, what is the internet even for? I’m OLD. I can’t find this stuff out by myself. Seriously.

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Says Juxtapoz: “Pheonix’s new music video for their new single ‘Entertainment’ pays homage to Korean soap operas. Directed by Patrick Daughters, the video is a series of love stories (and fighting) that take place over the ages but all starring the same actors. “

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Casey Anthony by Lady


Say we the home of the free, but why so many locked up?

You guilty til you proved differant and thats fucked up.

How you gon tell em keep they head up when the system fucked up? 

You gon’ need more then luck cause the system so fucked up.

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Every Single Night by Fiona Apple

I like that I still love Fiona Apple as much as I did when I first heard Tidal as a 13 year old.

I’m glad to have grown up with her.

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I forgot I really like Piebald.

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Thanks for Asking

The Stationary Set

"Thanks for Asking" by The Stationary Set

You guys.

I’m absolutely freaking out about this album.

It’s destroying me.  I am utterly and totally destroyed by it.  

You should own it.  You should let it crawl into that teeeeeny space between your middle-two ribs and let it live there and wreak absolute havoc on your heart.

They are my favorite band.  This is the best thing they have ever done. 

/fangirl

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Baracksdubs remixing of President Obama so he now sings LMFAO’s “Sexy and I Know It”.

I think this is why we have the internet in the first place.