Now I Feel Old
It’s ten years today since Kurt Cobain committed suicide. I can remember vividly where I was when I heard he was dead; I was in school at break-time, and someone came running in and told everyone. I was absolutely stunned. Here was someone I admired so much, so full of talent, so different. Gone.
I was listening to Radio 1 last night on the way home from London, and thought it was strange they were playing Nirvana - not really their kind of music. Now I realise why. Kudos to them.
Kurt showed other bands the way - there’d be no Oasis, no Ash, no Foo Fighters, no Linkin Park, no Blink 182 without Nirvana.
Ahead Of His Time.
The photo was taken by Ian Tilton. He had this to say about it: “Kurt had just come off stage. This was in Seattle, 1990. He simply came off stage, sat down and cried for about half a minute. Then he was fine. He had just trashed his gear on stage, and it was simply a release of energy. It is a painful picture, but it’s about the angst of performance. The band seemed used to it. He seemed very healthy then, and very happy. He was a very powerful and energetic performer, and it was all he wanted to do. The band was his vehicle, the most important thing in his life.”
Now playing: Nirvana - Lithium