Jan. 4th, 2003
Listening to the new(ish) Nirvana album is reminding me why I liked them in the first place. What I despised was the deification of Kurt Cobain, both pre- and post-mortem, as a rock god. I always thought the rest of the band was just as (if not more) talented than Kurt, and oh yeah, they weren't suicidal junkies. I felt more pity for Kurt than anything else.
Moment over, back to paper.
Moment over, back to paper.