Kurt Cobain

So the other day out of the blue I decide to give myself a little blast to the past and put on some old Nirvana, I had an itch for "About A Girl". After I scratched my itch I started jonesing for more, so I pretty much spent the passed couple of days on a Nirvana kick. This morning (since we all know what a grunge freak I am) I searched the word "grunge" on youtube and come across a "grunge" documentary and heard a choir of angels sing because, well, people discussing an era of music I am quite obsessed with at the moment, just tickles me pink..... wow. OK Anyway I'm watching this documentary and not that it hasn't occured to me before because it's pretty obvious, but I was kind of realizing even more so, how fuckin cool Kurt Cobain was. And whatever, the world calls him a tortured soul or a junkie or whateverthefuck, but he was such a unique individual ironically brought up like any other not so privledged kid in a somewhat broken home in a somewhat abusive environment, but came out this iconic legend. So some kid from some town that went to some highschool who used to cut class smoke pot, smoke cigarettes, listen to music and vandalize public property, became an almost godlike entity to people... I mean, how often does THAT happen? Well you gotta respect that.
What's funny is that when all this musical greatness was occuring I was only 9! and while I may sound naive for saying this, kids today are young, kids in my generation were exposed to so much more heart and thought and depth etc. you get my point. Well just compare Soundgarden and Alice in Chains to Britney Spears and T.I. So my point being... even at 9 years old I understood how big the loss of Kurt Cobain actually was.
Funny thing is the whole entire reasoning for this blog was because during my Nirvana kick, did I not ONCE realize that it was the anniversary of his death on April 5th in which his body was found on the 8th. So my kick starts on the 5th and today being the 8th I was driving home listening to the radio when I hear the radio guy say "If Kurt Cobain he was alive today he would be 42, he died at 27" and BAM it hits me! How did I forget? Or better question, how did I get my Nirvana jones out of the BLUE on these specific days? Well Kurt I didn't forget you, how could I? I'm glad u gave me a kick in the butt to remember the music you left behind for us, and I don't want to imagine a life without it. Rest in Peace.