Man. Life goes by fast. We all mark the passage of time with events. 9/11, sports, death. This is definitely a marker. I was 12. I knew who I wanted to become in 1994 and I didnt know how. Kurt Cobain is the one artist that got through to that 12 year old. He told me I could be quirky and weird and still do whatever I wanted to do as myself. Hate your enemies save your friends find your place and speak the truth. I love women and minorities and gay people because I got a head start on understanding not everyone grows up the same thanks to kurt Cobains music. I owe him so much. Its a weird feeling being indebted to someone who isnt family or friends. He was my hero good and bad. A flawed hero. A voice of a generation. A fathe son and dad. We all lost that voice way too soon. Everything has been slightly worse since then too. Hes gone and hes never coming back. Cherish what we have. I wake up every morning knowing one day im going to die. I just try to figure out how to best use the time im alotted and hope for the best. And while im hoping....my soundtrack to life is so much better because Ill always be rocking Nirvana.
Peace love empathy Kurt. We all miss you.
J
Posted is the show from Bayfront park I went to in 1993 w my step brother. Enjoy.
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