April 5th will mark the 20th anniversary of Kurt Cobain’s death. He was only 27 when he bowed out forever.
It was a suicide that rocked the generation he helped define.
I'll never forget that day in high school when a friend of mine passed me a copy of the 'Nevermind' cassette she had bought.
Up until that point I was an R&B music girl but that album, and that band changed me. Through that album I felt like I had finally found my voice — a band, a singer that represented me — my generation. He set the tone for the music that I identified with for years to come. (And it was also responsible for the ridiculous amount of checkered flannel shirts, jackets, ripped jeans and black Doc Martens that took over my closet).
And the first time I saw the video for 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' — wow that fucking blew my mind.
It was my trigger and I was hooked. That sound, and those images hit me full force — for that 18-year-old me, I had literally had found my musical identity. I 100% bought into that genre of music because for once I finally felt like myself — all my walls came down. And along with Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Alice in Chains and Soundgarden became my musical staple — it was music that carried me right through university and almost all my 20s.
Grant it, Kurt Cobain never wanted to be the poster boy for the 'grunge' music loving youth that soaked in every lyric and chord of each song that was his band Nirvana. Kurt Cobain hated the spotlight. He hated the fame — it was really was his personal agony and it triggered demons to resurface time and time again. Add to that leave-me-alone-attitde, his battle with depression and endless drugs, it was a recipe for disaster. The pressure of his public image became larger than he had ever intended. He loathed the global media attention — it made him uncomfortable and he often felt misunderstood. He had suddenly become everything he sang about hating and rallied against. He was popular and constantly vied for his attention — and that was a second skin he never wanted to wear — he became unfortable in his own skin.
In the end just making his music with his band wasn't enough to shelter him and he ended it all on the floor of his Seattle home. A brilliant musical mind, song writer, storyteller, the voice of a entire generation was silenced with a self-inflicted shotgun wound to the head.
I remember the day the news broke. I was devastated. I cried. My parents and my brother and sister looking at me like I had lost my mind. I felt robbed. He died way too young...he was taken away too soon. His demons won. Or maybe he ended it because he had nothing left to give or maybe he felt he had already given away far too much of himself already.
It's hard to to fade away into obscurity when you're hailed as the leader of a musical movement and a generation.
In the end perhaps he figured it was his easiest way out — out of the spotlight, out of the fame. He finally found his way to silence the outside world.
On April 10th, Nirvana will be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame — all that's left to wonder is if David Grohl will take the spot of his late friend and sing those songs he considers so sacred. It's something that David Grohl has been against for years and years but it seems that if a musical tribute is going to happen — he is the only person who could do it justice.
In the meantime for those who wonder if Nirvana still has an impact on today's youth — watch this. It's pretty amazing.
So, one TV show that I'm mildly obsessed with (OK, a lot) is Suits. The series is set at Pearson Hardman, a fictitious law firm in New York City.
Not only is there some very sigh-worthy eye candy—hello, Harvey Specter (played by Gabriel Macht)—but the soundtrack to every episode is ahhhhhhmazing.
Thanks to my favourite go-to what-song-did-they-just-play-on-that-TV-show website, TuneFind—and a couple of tracks that I think would be solid additions to the already kickass soundtrack—here's a playlist of all things Suits.
And because he's on my Top 5 Laminated List, a couple of more shots of Harvey—there's just something about a man in a suit. Le damn.
Since I am sooooo officially over *&^%$#@! winter already I have vowed to hibernate until Spring actually arrives (and by that I mean the snow completely disappears).
With that said my self-imposed hibernation has left with me with much time on my hands to surf the net and find new music for my iPod. And since I'm in a sharing mood I'm giving you some of my latest musical finds.
First up, from Ottawa an ahhhmazing indie band called 'Sound Of Lions.' I am currently obsessed with their tracks Storm Chasers and Cobra — so damn good.
While spending an obscene amount of time on SoundCloud I came across this remixed throwback — great workout track (I say that like I workout regularly…I don't but IF I did workout, this totally would be on my playlist)
Justin Timberlake kills it on this track — pure pop song perfection (and bonus it has that boy band love song feel to it, hello!)
Next up, John Legend. His voice is like buttah. And latest is he wants to record a duet with Adele. That would be HEAVEN x 1000.
And finally if you need a track that will pick you up from a totally shitacular day — this song will do it. Great track by the band American Authors.