Kurt Cobain (20 febrero 1967- 05 abril 1994)


Ayer se cumplieron 15 años de tu partida, y desde entonces han pasado muchisimas cosas en mi vida y en la de tantos otros. Cuando te volaste la cabeza aun era un niño de 14 años (a punto de cumplir los 15) que lloro tu muerte, estaba en segundo grado de secundaria y ya la vida me parecia algo muy dificil de cargar. Desde entonces no ha cambiado mucho mi percepcion sobre esto, sin embargo ahora que estoy cerca de cumplir los 30 me parece apabullante cuanto ha pasado el tiempo. Desde ese momento hasta la fecha no ha aparecido otro grupo u otro cabron como tu que mueva a las masas de la manera en que ustedes 3 lo hicieron. Si, han salido cosas buenas, pero no he vuelto a encontrar algo que me sacuda tanto. Probablemente estarias tan feliz de ver en lo que se ha convertido MTV, quiza aborrecerias a tu hija por la clase de musica que escucha, tal vez hubieras matado a courtney por lo puta que es, quien sabe..Confesare que ya no escucho tan a menudo tus discos, y no es porque haya perdido el gusto por ella al contrario, ahora lo hago en momentos muy especiales y vuelvo a encontrar todo eso que me lleno durante aquellos años.

Asi que mi querido Kurt, felices 15 y concedame esta pieza.

Nirvana-Very ape

I'm buried up to my neck in Contradictorary flies I'll take pride as the king of literatureI'm very apeAnd very nice

If you ever need anything Please don't Hesitate to ask someone else first I'm so busy acting like I'm not naive I've seen it all I was here first

Out of the ground Into the sky Out f the sky Into the dirt

If you ever need anything Please don't Hesitate to ask someone else first I'm so busy acting like I'm not naive I've seen it all I was here first

Out of the ground Into the sky Out of the sky Into the dirt

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Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah,
I drunk me a river since you tore me apart
And I don't have a drinking problem, 'cept when I can't get a drink
And I wish you'd a-known her, we were quite a pair,
She was sharp as a razor and soft as a prayer
So welcome to the continuing saga, she was my better half, and I was just a dog
And so here am I slumped, I've been chipped and I've been chumped on my stool
So buy this fool some spirits and libations, it's these railroad station bars
And all these conductors and porters, and I'm all out of quarters
And this epitaph is the aftermath, yeah I choose my path, hey, come on, Kath,
He's a lawyer, he ain't the one for ya
No, the moon ain't romantic, it's intimidating as hell,
And some guy's trying to sell me a watch
And so I'll meet you at the bottom of a bottle of bargain Scotch
I got me a bottle and a dream, it's so maudlin it seems,
You can name your poison, go on ahead and make some noise
I ain't sentimental, this ain't a purchase, it's a rental, and it's purgatory,
And hey, what's your story, well I don't even care
'Cause I got my own double-cross to bear
And I'll see your Red Label, and I'll raise you one more,
And you can pour me a cab, I just can't drink no more,
'Cause it don't douse the flames that are started by dames,
It ain't like asbestos
It don't do nothing but rest us assured,
And substantiate the rumors that you've heard
Tom Waits