Today’s NME dropped through the letterbox this morning and I’m reminded that tomorrow it will be 10 years since the death of Kurt Cobain.
Memories of hearing the news came flooding back. I was shopping and heard the news on a Radio One news bulletin as I stood surrounded by cheap plastic container boxes in a pound store on the Stockport Road. I was stunned and so deeply saddened.
As I walked home I passed people wearing their Corporate Rock Whores T’shirts. The face seemed so poignantly inappropriate. I shared sad smiles of acknowledgement with the wearers.
I got home and played Bleach, Nevermind and In Utero again and again. They’re never too far away from the stereo even now.
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