Today would have been Kurt Cobain's 45th birthday.
In honor of Kurt's birthday, I'm gonna share a few fun facts with you. (i.e., I'm about to ramble.)
I won't argue with you about how and why Kurt died. Whether you think it was suicide or murder doesn't matter. It won't change the fact that he died. Everything happens for a reason. And I believe Kurt dying at 27 was a blessing. Nobody wanted to see him turn into a 45 year old sellout whose songs all sound exactly the same (cough*davegrohl*cough).
If I had gotten a tattoo when I was 18 that I'd never tell my mother about, it would have been a Nirvana tattoo. IF.
In Utero > Nevermind.
I'm very rarely attracted to blondes, but Kurt is my ideal. (Another blonde I was attracted to: Devon Sawa.)
Just as I only listen to Britney Spears on December 2, I will be listening to Nirvana (and only Nirvana) all day today. But that isn't much different than usual.
Happy birthday Kurt!