Song: Sliver (1990)
I stand by this tweet, but it didn't mean I wasn't going to blog at all! I just wanted to let the people know why there may be a lack of blogs for the next week and a half (definitely Wednesday and Thursday).
I was technically alive in 1994, but I was two at the time, so obviously, I don't have any actual memories of it, but I'll always associate April 5th with Kurt Cobain's death. I'm well aware the public didn't know the news until April 8th, when Kurt Loder told the world that an electrician discovered his body, so I understand if some people get the dates confused 27 years after the fact. My weird-ass selective-memory brain remembers angsty 13-year-old Dozo mentioning that it was the 11th anniversary of Kurt Cobain's death in 2005 while my aunt was letting me practice driving around my grandma's neighborhood.
As for perhaps the most famous "suicide" of the '90s and maybe even in all of music history, there's still tons of speculation around Kurt's death. I'm willing to go up to 60% for chances he actually did it, but the toxicology reports show he had too much H in his system to pull the trigger. There was never an official autopsy! Some believe the note Courtney read at Kurt's vigil was actually a letter about why he was leaving her and/or the music scene behind. Regardless if Kurt or Courtney pulled the trigger that April morning, the rise and fall of Nirvana is one of the essential parts of music history and defines a generation. I've gone back and forth with my Nirvana takes over the years. I genuinely enjoy a lot of their music agree that they're one of the most influential bands of all time, but like SNL and divorce, I was probably exposed to them a little early.
Back when WBRU (R.I.P.) was still around, they certainly played a significant role in some of my mid-2010s Nirvana backlash as I spent 3-5 days a week delivering pizza listening to 'BRU. They simply played Nirvana too much; it's probably the real reason why they no longer exist on analog radio. We didn't need to hear "Smells Like Teen Spirit" thrice an hour in 2014 when there were plenty of active artists out there doing their thing. Because I'm such a free thinker, I did not go with one of their most famous songs, although anybody with an ounce of Nirvana intellect knows this. S/o Nirvana's 2002 self-titled greatest hits for introducing Sliver to me. Grandma take me home, Grandma take me home, Grandma take me hoooommeee.