I’ve always been a fan of Nirvana. Even nowadays, 14 years after the death of Kurt Cobain, I spend some nice moments listening to their albuns, mainly ‘Bleach’ and ‘In Utero’, which made myself grow strong for a while.
Today it was the birth date of my master, Kurt Donald Cobain, February 20th. He would be turning to 41 years old, and sometimes I really miss this guy. He helped me growing my mind with useful spirit conscience, you know? Just like a solid example of how a human being should really guide his life in thoughts. And also for being a kind gent in peace with mother nature and every single breathing animal.
A spare comment has to be done because sometimes I think Seattle is closer to me than I can imagine.
Today I was looking for one of my favorite Cobain images and found out the photographer who took it and many other amazing ones. His name is Charles Peterson, and his photos can be seen at this website.
For now, the only image we can see from Cobain is stuck in a moment. Cheers, my friend!
I know I’m a bit late here, but I didn’t even put together that Kurt would have been 41 this year. He is stuck in my mind as 27, which just doesn’t seem right. I’m turning 29 this year and he still seems like he was much older even then.
I was looking things up on the net tonight being that it’s the 14th Anniversary of his death. That seems unbelievable as well.
I miss his music and his spirit. I wonder what he would have done in his life if he hadn’t died.
RIP Kurt.